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on his part has proved. ... I always enjoy my home-coming. 

 Even its desolation is sacred to my heart. It holds many dear 

 memories that no one on earth knows but myself. 



On November 24, 1895: 



It has been my policy to say as little about my financial 

 affairs to the outside world as possible, but I feel sure that I 

 am doing myself and our blessed work injustice by allowing 

 the impression among all classes to feel certain there is plenty 

 of money at my command, that the future is assured, the 

 battle fought and won. ... I only ask righteous justice. I 

 ask not for myself, but that I may be able to discharge my 

 duty and loyalty to the one who trusted me, and loved me, and 

 loves me still. I am so poor myself that I cannot this year 

 give to any charity; not even do I give this festive season to 

 any of my family. I do not tell you this, kind friend, in a com- 

 plaining way, for when one has pleasant surroundings, all we 

 want to eat and wear, added to this have those in their lives 

 we can count on as friends, it would be sinful to complain. I 

 repeat it only that you my friend may know, I ask only justice 

 to the dear ones gone from earth life and the living one left. 



I am willing you should speak plainly, to any one who may 

 question as to the university or myself. I have many devoted 

 and true loyal friends in Washington, and I am sure did they 

 know I was kept from my rights, they would speak their senti- 

 ments openly, and when it was known a public sentiment was 

 in my favor and against their unfairness, it would cause a dif- 

 ferent course to be pursued toward me. I shall henceforth 

 speak plainly, and I desire you to do so. You will meet our 

 good President, Mr. Cleveland, my good and true friend 

 Secretary Carlisle, Mr. John Foster and many others, and you 

 . . . can do our blessed work good and God will bless the act, 

 and bring fruit to bear from the seeds sown. I have kept my- 

 self and my affairs in the background. It has been an inspira- 

 tion from the source from which all good comes, from my 

 Father, God I trust Him to lead me all along the rest of the 

 journey of life. He has led me thus far through the deep 

 waters, and joy will come, for He never deserts the widow, the 

 childless, the orphan. I have His promise "blessed are those 

 who mourn, for they shall be comforted.". . . Everything is 



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