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is a benediction
to all who witnessed it.
To me the loss is irreparable.
He was my counselor, my
pride my glory. God
only knows how I suffer
in his loss. I would
willingly have laid down
my life to have saved
his – & it is hard to
say "Gods will be done."
Yet — I would not see him
suffer as he did — so
[uncomplaning?] – so [?]
to the very end & not
for one instant was his
glorious intelect clouded.
He spoke to me even
as his [?] was taking
its flight & said "How
long can this last"