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dear, my soul hungers & thereto for words of love from you. Do not be so coy with our words of love & affection. Your husband's heart needs to be bathed in his wife's love to make sunshine there. A thousand miles separate us & I cannot have the blessing of your presence, then why not in words waft to me the sweet incense of your love. I have just been looking as the ambrotypes I have of you & our dear children & as I have thought of you I have felt like thanking God for the providence that seemed to bring us together as husband & wife. How singular it seems that it all happened as it did. It seems that we were intended for each other, & that providence brought about the union. First Mr. Wilson invited me to preach at Warwick & this resulted in our acquaintance. You know