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presence of one clasped and crowned with the pure austerities of beneficeal womanhood. The Soul does not mislead; and only when we follow the Scent of counterfeit impulsions do we get upon a downward track. But now I must close; for I am in feeble health. Dear friend, do not all paths lead out to the Sea? and shall we not bye-and-bye - all of us - find that which we seek, in consummation of the - "One far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves." God bless and keep you. Say to your Sister that I thank her for her letter, and for her pleasant verses. I shall write to her very soon. Now, good-bye. Do you know how greatly I should prize your photograph? Richard Realf