I can truly sympathize with thee in thy sad bereavement having drank deep draught from the same bitter cup. O, may he who has wounded make whole; may he give you resignation to his blessed will, and enable you to realize that He is [underlined]more[/underlined] than Father or Mother.
When I stood beside the open grave of thy precious mother this language of scripture sounded very sweetly in my spiritual ear. “When the ear heard me [?] it blessed me,
and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me, Because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had no helper. The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me and I caused the widow’s heart to sing for joy.” I [?] a few tears, not for her, but for the bereaved ones in the domestic circle and silently turned my steps homeward.
In tender sympathy I am thy friend.
S. M. Douglass
4 Mo. 11. 55.