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February 2nd, 1920
Received by:James Padgett
Washington D.C.
I am here, Scott:
Let me write. I am your old friend, Scott, who died a few days
ago. I know now what death means and how we are punished for the
things done on earth, and I am suffering my share of the penalty.
I come to you because you had told me on earth of the future of
men who die and I am now convinced that what you told me is true,
although I know very little of what my fate here is. I only know
that I am living and suffering and beyond that I do not know anything.
I am glad that I can come to you and hope that you will help me,
if possible. I have written Morgan and he promised to help me, and
if you only knew how much I need help you would not hesitate one
moment, for I believe that you are my friend. I realize that I am
not in condition to know anything of the truths of religion and
there does not seem to be anyone here to help me. How strange that
my folks have not met me, for I believe that they must be interested
in me, if any dead person can be.
I am tired and must stop.
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