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that a more timely one could have carried.

I hope, my dear Cam, that your sky is clearing, that the sun is at last, driving away the clouds.

The shadows have been very dark and fearfully deep and long, but you have been brave and strong.  Your reward must come, delayed as it has been, so keep up courage until the warmth fully enwraps you and yours.

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I am well and overladen with godly favors - many more than deserved.

But how the years fly and soon a flower will be planted - "What matter is the Snow blot out the garden"?

           Charles/