DEAREST HOWE, Three
times yesterday I wept like a child, — I could not help it first in parting
with Longfellow, next in parting with you, and lastly as I left my mother and
sister. I stand now on the edge of a great change. In the vicissitudes of life
I cannot see the future; but I know that I now move away from those who have
been more than brothers to me. My soul is wrung, and my eyes are bleared with
tears. God bless you ever and ever, my noble, well-tried, and eternally dear
friend!
SOURCE: Edward L.
Pierce, Memoir and Letters of Charles Sumner, Vol. 3, p. 259
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