Condolence letters re: death of Leland Stanford: T includes Mrs. T.W. Tallmadge, H.M. Teller, Emma H. Tillotson, Lily Rosecrans Toole, A.N. Towne, Nellie L. Treat, Kate Trowbridge, and E.C. Tubbs

of a faithful husband's devoted love, and of the noble work in which you have long been together, whose foundations he laid so deep to endure when he should have passed away.

That these precious memories, this close sympathy, above all, this sweet tender, comforting presence of Him who is all our afflictions is afflicted with us, may be richly present to sustain and cheer you in this hour, is the sincere desire and prayer of your sincere and obliged friend,

D.H. Temple

Mrs Leland Stanford, Palo Alto.

[Right side]

San Francisco June 189[3?]

To Mrs Leland Stanford

Dear bereaved christian friend Please accept these few lines enclosed to you as a token of love.

Written to the memory of your dear deceased husband by one who having not seen, yet loves you.

May the God of all comfort comfort you, in this your hour of deep and heartfelt anguish as He alone can.

And may He quietly lead you with His loving hand. In the green pastures and beside the still waters until you will be able

[Left side]

This is the sincere and heart felt prayer of an humble follower of the meek and lowly Jesus.

Yours in Christ

Mrs. C. H. Tennney San Francisco Cal

[Notation]

Look in S. F. Directory for address [in pencil] 376 San Jose Ave

to say He restoreth my soul He leadeth me, in the paths of righteousness, for His names sake.

May the everlasting arms be underneath and around you and may you be able to claim His promise, I will be a husband to the widow.

May He keep, guide, and direct your pathway in this life and in that house, which He has gone to prepare for those that love Him. May He bring you with tenderest care to meet again your beloved husband, and darling boy, who have fallen asleep in Jesus.

Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep, From which none ever wak[e] to weep.

Memorial Acrostic

Long and mournful the bells are tolling, Every voice is hushed Lone and silent - the throng is moving Amidst that awful hush. None are smiling, but hearts are sighing Dead, 'tis an awful crush.

Slow and silent - the throng moves onward, Toward the vaulted dome. Around him press his friends and comrades, unwilling to go and leave him alone Never again will the face so genial smile on this friends, and comrades so dear! For death will hold him, until that morning, where his Redeemer shall appear. Over the lives of those around him, He scattered blessings full and freee Receiving the smile of his God above him, and the prayers of many, on bended knee. Dear will his memory, ever be cherished. By those who love him and know him best and in that house of many mansions, His God will give him eternal rest.

Written to the memory of the late Gov Leland Stanford San Franciso Cal

June 24th 1893

[left hand side] to the broken and contrite hearted we turn to "Him" who has given so many precious comforting promises to his children who mourn and are in trouble. I am so glad to have had the opportunity to see as much of your good husband as I did in our work's travelling at sea, and learn of his goodness, consideration, and justness, and beautiful character. It is such men that are worthy stewards

[right hand side] [image: bird over a ribbon "In Domino Confido"]

1419 [J? D?] Street Washington D.C.

My dear Mrs Stanford

I was greatly shocked and pained when the sad news of your great loss came to us and my heart went out to you at that trying time and yet I could not feel what a blessed sleep, no pain, no suffering, just