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stopped on your way north. I am thinking of your trip - at this moment - and hoping that it (and the Ruggles [[--esier?]]) was successful. As I think of Sarah, I can't help but think of the pity that she can only know her grandfather by hearsay. Harold was a truly a great man, and I can imagine a legend growing-up around him - in time - among the students of his students and the friends of his friends. Our love to you, as ever, W. H. Chappell