The autumn has come and you have not visited me yet
I cannot quite relinquish the hope that you and wife will be here yet. The soft Indian As Written: indian summer days are beautiful now, and the heart that beats so truly for allEditorial Note: Mary Baker Eddy, waits to welcome you at the Metaphysical College in Boston 569 Columbus Ave.
Like an innocent child I am looking again on society, and feeling almost afraid since my dear one left me to take the forward steps to do good that I could take so firmly with my husband at my side. But in any case it will make no difference with the reformer, she will be belied whatever she may do, and this does me no harm, it only convinces me and those who know me and are willing to do me justice that my life has never deserved such a reward, and that none could have reached the advanced thoughts and demonstrations of Truth that I have done and been untrue, or scaled the ladder of light so far on its spiritual rounds and not have been spiritual in thought and life
These self evident truths comfort me, and my fatherEditorial Note: God is nearer to me than ever now Although I shrink more than before from society since my great lossEditorial Note: The death of Asa Gilbert Eddy on June 3, 1882., I am getting more reconciled and rejoice in God. Even I rejoice that our faithful Christian pilgrim has laid off his earthly imprisonments and found a more blest freedom and glorified being. My loss is his gain. I have a very large class on hand, my Sabbath As Written: sabbath services and three lectures to attend to every week.
Love to your wife and brother