Letter to my Mother, Hannah Scott:
My Own Darling Mother,
The Great God has called me and I fear it will add a fearful blow to the heavy ones that have fallen on you in life. But take comfort that I die in peace with the world and I myself am not afraid—not perhaps believing in all that you hold so splendidly, but still believing there is a God—a merciful God. I wish I could remember that I had been a better son to you, but I think you will know that you were always very much in my heart, and that I strove to put you into more comfortable circumstances....
For myself I not unhappy, but for Kathleen, you and the rest of my family my heart is very sore.
Your ever loving son,
Con
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