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J. Johnson

BROOKVILLE, July 5. 1892.

If God has plucked the bright blossom from your home it is for a purpose none of us dare divine. He alone can pour balm upon your crushed heart. The holy joy is yours of knowing that angel eyes now watch for your coming, and that your beautiful boy will receive you when "life's dark day is done." If the tenderest or much-loving sympathy could soothe you, dear May, learn that you have it from your faithful Friend, NELLIE.