2nd September ’99*
My dear Christina:
I hope by this time you are much better. I am getting physically better every day, though mentally not much.
The London work seems to fall to pieces. The friends over there are all shaky even Sturdy. Anyway in Mrs. Bull & Miss McLeod I have very strong friends. They stand by me here, through thick and thin.
Life is a series of fights and disillusionments is it not?
Well I am seeking some quiet if I can, before I plunge into work again. One has to work to gain a livelihood even. Good that it is so, it keeps us straight.
How is Mrs. Funkey? Where are you both now? I am glad though that in this life I have got a number of staunch friends that will stand by me, whether I am in good or bad circumstances, whether I am ill or well, & you are two of them.
I am rather happy these few days. It is so quiet here and everybody is good. Days are passing anyway, and I am learning to be contented.
The secret of life is not enjoyment but education through experience. But we are killed off the moment we begin really to learn. That seems to many a potent argument for a future existence….
I hope soon to be able to come to Detroit. Everywhere it is better to have a whirlwind come over the work. That clears the atmosphere & gives us a true insight into the nature of things. We begin, anew but on adamantine foundations.
I am strong very strong now-I always am when left to stand alone. May you be strong very strong always.
Ever yours with love and blessings,