Condolence letters re: death of Leland Stanford: K includes John J. Keane, Peter C. Kellogg, Maude Stanford Kinmouth, Elizabetha R. Kiplinger, Lucretia Wolcott Knowlton, and Mrs. J.H. Kyle

Pomona, Cal^a

June 22^d 1893

My dear Mrs Stanford

When the news came that your dear husband had gone to join your boy I immediately sent to you in thought and took you in the arms of motherly love and sympathy to comfort you, my precious child.

You know there is no separation though it seems so, no darkness for Jesus has gone before and lighted all the way; no death

for He overcame death and now sings triumphantly, "Behold! I am alive forever more"

The spirit of Truth gives me this message for you. "There is a great work for you to do, I will be your courage, your strength and your wisdom, I have chosen you and ordained you I will never leave or forsake you, Go forward learning on me and not on any arm of flesh"

Dear Child I know in some measure what this trial is to you but courage will be given you and peace that the world knows not of. With great love and sympathy

Yours very sincerly Frances Livingston

Calumet Place.

My dear friend,

I was very much shocked to read the account of your dear husband's death. You know how truly I can sympathize with you in this, your greatest affliction, but I cannot think that you were unprepared in one sense for the change which you had done so much to avert.

I have felt solicitous about

that they were perfectly prepared, and are better off than they ever could be in this World. It would be a source of much pleasure, if I were near you, that I might if possible, do something for you.

I have been very sick myself since I saw you, and, am at this quiet place recuperating, but hope to be able to return home very soon.

Mrs. Tucker will remain here for the Summer on account of our dear little baby. I know that

Senator Stanford since I saw him in the Spring, but not having heard any unfavorable change, I hoped he was improving, and that you might be spared this great blow, but I know of no one who more surely depends upon a Higher Power in such an hour. I feel unworthy to recommend to you where to go with your sorrow, as I am sure you have been supplicating for, a long time, but the flesh is so weak, that sooner or later, we must all pay the same debt, and our only consolation is that we know