To James H. Barry San Francisco Star
Washington, December 1, 1913
MY DEAR JIM,—I didn’t get your telegram until Monday, but I had taken care of you in the same way that I took care of myself, in regard to flowers. I bought three bunches, one for you, one for Mrs. Lane, and one for myself.
The most surprising thing, my dear Jim, is the manner in which Mrs. Marble has taken John’s death. We took her to our house, where the morning after his death she told me that she had talked with him; that he had chided her on breaking down constantly. Since then, both morning and evening, she says she has seen him and talked with him. The result is a spirit on her part almost of gayety, at times. She is really reconciled to his going, because he has told her that it was best and that he has other work to do.
I don’t know what to say of all this. It mystifies me. It has tended greatly to support me against the depth of sorrow which I felt at the beginning. There is no evidence of hysteria on her part, whatever. She dictated to Mrs. Lane, who was sitting beside her, some of the things that John said to her. It certainly is a glorious belief, at such a time, and I am not prepared to say that it is not so, and that its manifestations are not real.
… It is an impossible thing to get a man to take his place, either on the Commission or in our hearts. I believe that he worked himself to death … Affectionately yours,
F. K. L.