My dear,–

I am not going to try and console you, for I know too well, by bitter bitter experience, that when your heart and very soul are so torn with grief, that words of attempted consolation, although so kindley meant, convey nothing, But I want you to know dear that you are constantly in my thoughts and oh so wish from the depths of my heart, that I could do or so say something that would lessen, even in the smallest measure your sorrow. It is so cruel that such must be, and one cannot help but wonder why.

If there be the slightest ray of comfort for you all, I know it is in thinking of the dear boys heroic and noble sacrifices.

My heart goes out to you every day and in the lonly night watches when we can not sleep for grief. Only those of us who have gone through a like experience can understand. But God in His mercy lets Time heal to a certain extent even such sorrow as yours.

If there is any thing I can do for you let me know. I will be over just as soon as I can, but business is keeping me here for the present, and until I can get it settled must stay as it would mean that I would have to return in a few days and that would be foolish.

With much love and heart felt sympathy to you, Mrs Boggs, Mary and Dorothy

I am ever
Your Loving Cousin
Louise L. Klinger

March Fifth