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The tired laborer is at rest. The servant has gone to his Master. Be it ours to lay to our hearts the lesson of his life. "Be not weary in well doing." "To them who by patient continuance in well-doing seek for glory and honor and immortality, eternal life." The funeral is to be next Monday at 12 o'clock. Mother stands it very well, trying especially for the sake of the rest to appear as cheerful as possible. Dear mother! The rest are in usual health. Cynthia not quite as well. Aunt Betsey Hughes has been here since before I came. I will try to spend a few hours with you when I return. Love from all of us. Kiss Lizzie's dear little baby for me. Your brother John R. Everett.