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Urbana, Ill June 25, 93
My Dear Mrs Stanford
I deeply feel for you in your affliction, may the Lord bless you and sustain you
Grandma Taylor Mrs. Belinda Taylor Urbana Illinois
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[Preprinted] THE WESTERN UNION TELEGRAPH COMPAMY
RECEIVED: Menlo June 21 1893 9:20 a
From San Francisco 21 To H C Nash c/o Mrs Leland Stanford
Mrs. Taylor will be down on eight fifteen train please give Mrs. Stanford my heartfelt condolence.
Edward R Taylor
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[Preprinted] United States Senate,
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[Dennis?] [Alweld?] June 25 1893
My dear Mrs Stanford
It is quite impossible to properly express my grief on the death of Senator Stanford. While I was aware that he was not in robust health I hoped and believed he would be spared to complete the great work he had commenced and in which we all have had so much interest. His death is a national misfortune and the poor and [dis ? ed] through the land will feel that they have lost a friend who while raised far above their plane could sympathize with them in all their efforts to better their condition His associates in the Senate will
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[Preprinted] United States Senate, Washington, D.C,
[Handwritten]
will keenly feel the loss that their body has suffered in his death. We had all learned to love him for his very many excellencies of head & heart as had the whole country. Accept from myself and my wife our sincere sympathies and I trust it may be some consolation to you to remember that your distinguished husband throughout his active life discharged all the duties imposed on him in joy to secure and maintain the respect and affection not only of the people of California but of all the United States.
I am respectfully yours
HM Teller
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Los Gatos June 23rd 1893
My dear Mrs Stanford,
What shall I say in this sudden sorrow that has come to you! The long partner of your life, in whom your heart safely trusted, your strong stay and support, is gone and you are alone. Yet not alone, for never is He surer to be with us who is the fountain of consolation than when our sorrow is deepest and the proud waves go highest over our heads.
I know, however, that for the present affliction is grievous, and all sources of comfort empty, the sympathy of friends, their entering in with us to share our griefs may somewhat relieve pain, and you have many friends to rally about you at this hour of need.
You have too, rich memories of years