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[[Letterhead]]    DARROW, BAILY & SISSMAN   Lawyers   1202 Ashland Block   Chicago                                                                          
                                            Chicago
Clarence S. Darrow Jacob L. Baily   Peter Sissman                Telephones    Central 925   Automatic 44139
Clarence S. Darrow                                                                 Telephones
                                                                         
Jacob L. Baily                                                                         Central 925    
                                                                 
Peter Sissman                                                                        Automatic 44139


           Dec 6th  [1915]
           Dec 6th  [1915]
Dear Mary
Dear Mary
   If I could write letters as you can, I would write all the time, and if you knew how I like to get them & read them you would send them to me. Really no one can write as you do & it is always a joy to get them.
   If I could write letters as you can, I would write all the time, and if you knew how I like to get them & read them you would send them to me. Really no one can write as you do & it is always a joy to get them.
   Life wens on the same way with me, most of the time is spent tryin to get some poor person     keep them out & I often think it does no good? for the everlasting flood nens in [[page creased]] doesnt? lent - SAV? what does do good, & if here & there you can help me speufu cad it may be just as good
   Life runs on the same way with me, most of the time is spent trying to get some poor person [[?]] or keep them out & I often think it does no good for the everlasting flood         [[?runs?]] & one of a hundred doesnt [[?]] - Still what does do good, & if here & there you can help one specific case it may be just as good as good as working unstintingly for a cause which recedes as fast as you approach it. What an everlasting engima is life, & how we do get lost in its dark maze - No sooner do we plant our feet in something that seems like solid ground than we find the sand shifting under us & we look for something else. I wonder how much of truth, these
as good as writing unslertingly for is cause which recedes as fast as you approach it. What in an lasting engina is life, & how we do get lost in its dark maze - No wones do   plant our feet in something that seems like what ground than ur ful the sand shifting under us & our look? for something else. I wonder how much of truth, these

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Letterhead DARROW, BAILY & SISSMAN Lawyers 1202 Ashland Block Chicago Clarence S. Darrow Jacob L. Baily Peter Sissman Telephones Central 925 Automatic 44139


          Dec 6th  [1915]

Dear Mary

 If I could write letters as you can, I would write all the time, and if you knew how I like to get them & read them you would send them to me. Really no one can write as you do & it is always a joy to get them.
 Life runs on the same way with me, most of the time is spent trying to get some poor person ? or keep them out & I often think it does no good for the everlasting flood          ?runs? & one of a hundred doesnt ? - Still what does do good, & if here & there you can help one specific case it may be just as good as good as working unstintingly for a cause which recedes as fast as you approach it. What an everlasting engima is life, & how we do get lost in its dark maze - No sooner do we plant our feet in something that seems like solid ground than we find the sand shifting under us & we look for something else. I wonder how much of truth, these