Louie [Strentzel] Muir
darkness! I can not bear it. John, my beloved, my husband, God be merciful, and lead you always in His own good way, out from the shadow and the danger, and at last bring you home to the waiting hearts that love you, that pray for you. Our baby is seven days older, and every day she is more fair and sweet and precious a blessed Revelation to my heart. O papa, can you see her? Surely for one little minute every morning, you can come when she wakens to the light, and the radiance of her blue, beautiful eyes seems brighter than the sunshine. ———— She calls for me, now with tearful eyes, — and there is no more time.We wait, oh so longing for word from you, for your own dear letters. Baby has ceased her fretting and now is cooing and smiling to papa’s picture, our own mountaineer, she will know you and love you when you come.Good-bye Beloved, Louie Muir
1881 Jun 13
Original letter dimensions: 20.5 x 25 cm.
Reel 04, Image 0608
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