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Show A Litter op Greelhy's. Colonel M. W. Tappan of Bradford, N. H., has the following letter from Horace Greeley, which is thought to be the last letter of confidential friendship be ever wrote : New York, Nov. 8, 1872. My Fi tend: We have been terribly beaten. I was tbe worst beaten man who ever ran for the high office. And L have been assailed so bitterly that I hardly knew whether I was running for president or the penitentiary. In the darkest hour my long suffer-ing suffer-ing wilo left me, none too soon, for, she suffered too deeply and too long.' I laid her in the ground with bard, dry eyes. Well, I am used up. I : cannot see before me. I have slept little for weeks, and my eyes are Btill bard to close, while they soon open again. But no mora of this. You, my friend, went into this contest for me. You knew aa I did that we must atop fighting the rebels soma time. But it is now settled that we never shall. I need not speak of my wife. You know the whole story of her long ill-news ill-news and painless death. Her bu Seringa Ser-inga have been so great tbat I rejoice that they are ended. Remember me kindly to Mrs. Tappan. I am faithfully yours, Horacs Greeley. The asterisks denote the omission of passages relating to public men now living, and which it is thought best not to publish. N, Y. Sun. |