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TELEGRAMS,
"OSTEOLITE KNIGHTS" LONDON.

TELEPHONES,
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HANS CRESCENT HOTEL,
HANS CRESCENT ,
BELGRAVIA, LONDON, S.W.

TUESDAY
AUG. 12th 1919

My dearest ones.

It is needless to say that I have been suffering the greatest anguish since getting Mama's letter from New York. How impotent I feel way off here, and how helpless when I think of my dear little girl suffering as she does, and I not able to lift a finger, or to know from day to day how she is, it is the most distressing period of my life, clouding every act and happening of my life, it all seems so useless and puerile what I can [[be]] doing over here, compared to the great human [[tie?]] of love that causes all my thoughts to center by the sick bed of my own dear little girl,- And between me and all I long for, is that great [[container?]] of space, that keeps me as if I were in an other world—  

But the precious cable brought a glance of light and hope, under which I almost broke down, after the trying tension of uncertainty.

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Am glad Wendell is out of the Army, its all right in war time.

Be sure and tell the boys if I haven't already, to take to N.Y., that good cast of Lincoln the mask in the chest, and pack it so carefully! I have to have a cast made in bronze as I promised to send one to King Albert,
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