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Sunday - 9 P.M.

734 - 13th st. S.E.,
Washington, D.C., 
Mar. 15, 96

Dearest Ida, 

This time one month ago, I was by your side, looking upon our dear little Carroll, and trying to realize that he was truly on the borders of the Home Land where he would soon be face to face with the King. Who shall say what progress he has made this week. - this long, lonely week to our grieved hearts! I have not been through such a time of distress as are enclosed within the last ten days since my mother died. Miss Sarepta Storum a very dear friend of ours and Aunt Lizzie's, who went to Buffalo this fall hoping that the change might improve her health, died there Friday quite suddenly. On the same day Mary Simms, the young woman who lived so long next door to us, [[strikethrough]] die [[/strikethrough]] lost her husband. It is quite pitiful. He lost his place this