To Mary from Henry

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Dearest Mary,
While everyone gathers around at my feet on my death bed I can not help myself but
laugh at these poor people. I hate nothing to give them. I have left nothing to my beloved
wife and those eight off springs that call thmselves my children. I have
mounds of debt that they will be paying until my great-grandchildren
have come and gone. I have been living a sublime life. As my only true
friend i have willed you $1,000 the rest of them can rot in hell, I will be
there waiting with brandy and wine
your dearest Brother,
Henry Adam Wood.

Created: Mar 13, 2014


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