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2209 Broderick St. San Francisco
June 22. 1893.
My dear Mrs Stanford
I know how vain words are in a grief like yours, still I cannot forbear adding my voice to the great lamentation which goes forth for the death of Senator Stanford He was my father's devoted friend and in later years his kind [?] was warmly given in the halls of Congress
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the fortitude which enabled you to bear the loss of your beloved child will still uphold you in this sad hour. May I venture to remind you of one mitigating circumstance in your severe bereavement. You did not have to see your husband suffer. Death came speedily and painlessly. I am sure you can feel that this was best.
With tenderest sympathy.
Your friend
Caroline Baker Stevens
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for my relief when trouble and sorrow came upon me. I feel that I may claim his loss as a personal one.
To you dear Madam I extend my heartfelt condolence. I also have passed through the deep waters which now overwhelm you and can well understand the desolation of your heart.
You have sustained the greatest afflictions of earth and I trust that
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THE WESTERN UNION TELEGRAPH COMPANY RECEIVED at Menlo Park Cal June 22 1893 Dated Little Rock Ark To Mrs Leland Stanford
I beg to express my profound sympathy in your great bereavement
Stevenson
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Mrs. Leland Stanford Lodge, Div. 106, G I A to the B of L. E. San Francisco, Cal July 7, 1893
Dear Mrs. Stanford,
The members of Mrs. Leland Stanford Division 106, Auxiliary to the Brotherhood of Locomotive Engineers, desire to express to you their Christian, womanly, heartfelt sympathy. The kind regard that Governor Stanford ever showed for his engineers, was amply exemplified in his request, that they should perform for him the last sad honors. The regard was mutual, and there were none more sincere in their sorrow, than the men at the throttle, who draped their engines in mourning, Saturday June 24, 1893.
We, the engineers wives, joined with them in paying a tribute to the memory of your noble husband, and attended the funeral as an organization.
"And thou, who o'er thy husband's bier," Sheddest the bitter drops like rain, Hope that a brighter happier sphere Will give him to thy arms again."
Believing that you will accept this sincere tribute of womanly affection, in the same loving spirit with which it is offered, we commend you to the Great Comforter of all, remembering you always in our