Dear ones, we shall meet and rest,
Mid the holy and the blest!"
May the hope of a future reunion be your hope, and comfort, and stay.
I am, my dear Mrs. Wilson,
Ever yours sincerely,
Eva Roberts.
315. Condoling with a Lady on the Death of a Friend.
L——, January 28, 19—.
Dearest Emma:—
I only accidentally heard last night of the death of poor Mrs. Fredericks; she was a great friend of yours, and you must have been very grieved and upset when the sad news reached you. You were so fond of her that no doubt you felt as if you had lost a near relation, and very naturally, as she was beloved and admired by all who knew her. I do so pity the husband, and the little motherless girl.
I hope you are enjoying good health; we have all been suffering from colds lately.