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225 S. Leavitt St. Chicago. Nov. 11. 1895
My dear Cousin
I wish that instead of taking my pen I might sit by you and talk with you. Your sorrow I know is mingled with joy for her who is free from pain, but the desolation that is to come I know better than you. I have lived nearly three years without my mother but I cannot become used to the loss. I can hide the deep grief from others but the pain is there. The world is never the same again. Every one knows your loving devotion to your mother from childhood up and while this is to you a comfort, on
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the other hand the loss is no less keen for the intimate happy relation that has existed all these years. I cannot think of Aunt Fisher an old lady seventy eight. Her step was sprightly when I saw her last, her face very fresh and fair, her hair dark. Only Aunt Norton is left of that family now. Truly a remarkable family in many respects. Your mother and mine, closely linked in childhood and girlhood, were in many respects alike and there was deep true love between them. Are they together now?
Dear Cousin I cannot write although my heart prompts everything that loving affection can suggest. My own loss is so fresh in mind. It is so closely related to yours that the two seem one.
When you can please write me of the last days. I hope the suffering was not acute.
With love and sympathy Your affectionate Cousin Caroline K. Sherman.