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have taken place, and still I am here. But my dear ones, although I am here so very long, my spirit is not always with me; often very often it visits that beloved spot where dwell so many of my bosom friends. Our happy family may often be scattered in body (for we must remember, this is a world of parting?) but never, never, I hope, will we be separated in spirit. Love has unclear us with her arms, and has boudn us together with a hand that even death will leave unbroken.