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self denotes a spirit of rare contentment, which I am happy to know you possess.

My mother joins with me in kind regards to yourself and family.

Trusting to see you at some future time, I remain,

Very truly yours,

S. E. Thoreau.

There has been no abatement in that 'spirit of rare contentment.' That quiet home in the West is radiant therewith, as I can testify. Cheerful and serene, the old-time friend of Thoreau and "Mother" are meekly waiting,—

"Their faces shining with the light
Of duties beautifully done."

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