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was less strange that you did not write, than that I have not written. I know you must feel lonely without the sweet face and cheerful spirit of my dear sister. But for her I feel it is a gain. She has been many years afflicted and could not expect comfortable health. This is one way our Heavenly Father softens our bereavements. After so much pain and suffering, there is perfect rest. I shall never forget the perfectly calm and satisfied and rested look into which Frank's face settled the moment he had breathed his last. "So he giveth his beloved sleep." I feel it now a great privilege that I could have seen her and breathed some of her sweet spirit when I was at home last. I think she could truly say with the Apostle Paul, "for me to live is Christ,