Oct 4, 1885

My Dear Clara

I write to say that I
have lost my old friend with whom
I have lived since the first of last
March William Squire He has been
sick about 10 days and Died on his
birth Day the 26 Sept He has been a
great friend to me and made
me welcome to anything in his
Home one day He fainted away & I thought
He would die on my hands Burton
& Sheets being in town I sent for them
and bleak & Thompson they all came I washed
him & changed his clothes & we anointed
& blessed him He revived seemed much
better but a heavy fever set in. On
the night of the 24 I Blessed him & bid
him good by I saw He was going to die
& so many people calling I felt it wisdom
for me to leave He was buried on Sunday
I did not deem it prudent to attend the
funeral I have had to take a New

Oct 4, 1885

My Dear Clara

I write to say that I have lost my old friend with whom I have lived since the first of last March William Squire He has been sick about 10 days and Died on his birth Day the 26 Sept He has been a great friend to me and made me welcome to anything in his Home one day He fainted away & I thought He would die on my hands Burton & Sheets being in town I sent for them and bleak & Thompson they all came I washed him & changed his clothes & we anointed & blessed him He revived seemed much better but a heavy fever set in. On the night of the 24 I Blessed him & bid him good by I saw He was going to die & so many people calling I felt it wisdom for me to leave He was buried on Sunday I did not deem it prudent to attend the funeral I have had to take a New