Oh my mother, my darling darling mother[,] oh what shall I say to you--how can I comfort you--oh mother it seems more than I can bear--and when I think of you, his mother, who has lost her all, I feel that it must not, no, it cannot be--oh if I could but see you, do, I implore you, come to Annie soon as possible--come dear mother, and I will be indeed a daughter to you--oh if only I could have laid down my life for his, that he might have been spared to you--but mother it is the will of God, and we must submit, and Heaven grant us strength, to bear it,--we shall soon
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