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San Francisco Cal. January 28th /90. My Dear Friend: At the earliest time permitted by my mental and physical condition,
I acknowledge receipt of your tender words of sympathy. Sympathy sweetens the bitter contents of the cup from which I am made
to drink. It is soothing, but the wound is deep, and more than human balm is required for true relief. Heavy and dreadful
has been my blow, and desper-