Sitting alone in my room amid the hush of a sabbath hour I have taken my pen to send a line to the absent and loved ones.

My last brother, and eldest one, has left us for the brighter realities of eternity — since I saw you he died about one year ago at his residence in CharlestonEditorial Note: Charlestown is the oldest neighborhood in Boston, Massachusetts.. So are are we journeying thitherward but so [?] Unclear or illegible  noiselessly along the stream glideth our bark that we may not know its nearness to the bright shore until it breaks upon the soul. Never did the life that seems appear so small to me as this year, and never the life that is so vast, so glorious. Heaven here is what we need to satisfy a soul that cannot be lost and must not be robbed of its birthright: I find so few pleasures, and so much labor, earnest and incessant that belong to life, I can scarcely count on time but reckon on for eternity

How is your health dear Mrs. Ellis? I hope you are quite well, and as I have not heard otherwise to my oft repeated enquires, I shall trust it is so.. My own health is greatly affected by the many sick ones that surround me but if I can aid them out of the dark places my feet have trod I am happier even though I suffer physically. I have brought a student to this place to practice healing in Science

I am not practicing only looking after his success for a time I should be pleased to receive a call from you at our his rooms 71 South Common St,

Please remember me to your son and I am