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my self which I afterward heard that you never reveived on account of leaving the place I was very sorry when I learned that you had been to Rome during my absence that I could not see you for I have thought during my Illness that it would be such a comfort to have a good quiet talk such as we used to have. I would have given so much for your company on [[some]] [[am]] dark days for you know they will come some times without a person can keep up a good heart and that I entirely lost at times though my savior was so good to me, unworthy as I am. Dear Cynthia, never come
my self which I afterward heard that you never received on account of leaving the place I was very sorry when I learned that you had been to Rome during my absence that I could not see you for I have thought during my Illness that it would be such a comfort to have a good quiet talk such as we used to have. I would have given so much for your company on some [[of]] my dark days for you know they will come some times without a person can keep up a good heart and that I entirely lost at times though my savior was so good to me, unworthy as I am. O Dear Cynthia, I never come

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my self which I afterward heard that you never received on account of leaving the place I was very sorry when I learned that you had been to Rome during my absence that I could not see you for I have thought during my Illness that it would be such a comfort to have a good quiet talk such as we used to have. I would have given so much for your company on some of my dark days for you know they will come some times without a person can keep up a good heart and that I entirely lost at times though my savior was so good to me, unworthy as I am. O Dear Cynthia, I never come