Broadstone, Dorset
Sept 28th 1903
Dear Sir
I could not write opposite your your bookplate as you ask me, so send this. I wish you had sent me a square paper only to sign. I have already refused several Americans [?] to sign in books. In [1 word illeg.] too much trouble, & I am overwhelmed with correspondence.
Thanks for your flattering letter.
Very truly yours,
[signature] Alfred R. Wallace
[2]Alfred R. Wallace
Doubt no longer that the Highest is the wisest and the best, Let not all that saddens Nature blight thy hope or break thy rest, Quail not at the fiery mountain, at the shipwreck, or the rolling Thunder, or the rending earthquake, or the famine, or the pest. — Tennyson.
Status: Draft transcription [Letter (WCP7062.8178)]
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