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Letter from Walter Reed to Emilie B. Lawrence, December 13, 1875 | |
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| you, my precious E, that I felt as if I had no confidence in myself. But, to-night, thank Heaven I have shaken off the gloom somewhat and I would not write in so sad a strain as I did, this morning- Oh! my sweet, my darling Emilie, I hasten to offer you my sincerest sympathy in this your time of distress, and I pray that The Good Being will watch over you & yours & soon restore you to perfect health- How I long to be with you, if, perchance, I might be able to supply your slightest want- So that I could speak some cheering word to you. Oh! my own, darling E. I am so uneasy about you- I am so afraid that e're you are strong enough, will exert yourself in assisting to nurse the poor little suffering boy- Would that I were present to take some of the burden off your hands! Please extend to your sister my most sincere & heartfelt sympathy for her in this affliction & tell her that I earnestly hope that her little boy is already out of danger- I will not forget to send up a prayer to Heaven for his recovery & restoration to her love- If you are nursing him, my darling, be sure to spend a part of your time in the | |
| open air, for as the disease (Typhoid Fever) is slightly contagious, you might contract it if you remained too constantly at his bed-side. Take every precaution with your health, my darling, & should you be prostrated with the same illness, do not lose a moment in notifying me of the same & I will be at your side as soon [as] time will permit me. I will write to you often & will be satisfied with only a word from you- just enough to inform [me] of your health- I would not have you over-exert yourself by writing, for all the world! Good Night, my sweet, my precious, my love, my all- my own dear Emilie- Ever, your fond & devoted | |