"I received yesterday from Judge Smith the communication through you from my wife deceased. It was remarkable and significant in every point of view. Judge Smith writes that her name was not known to him nor to you, and he did not know whether it be right or wrong. I wish to say to you, it is exactly right--both the Christian name and the middle letter; and it is remarkable that whilst Judge Smith spells my name, as almost all persons spell it, with only one 'l,' to wit _Tal_madge, the name as rapped out, letter by letter, is _correctly_ spelled with two 'l's,' to wit, Tallmadge. "I was much gratified with your note of condolence appended to the communication. I know your sincerity, and I appreciate your sympathy. You know the pain of separation, and the severance of such earthly ties. But how my views have changed from what they were when my son William died! I had no peace for years till I began to communicate with him through you. Death now has no terrors for me. I feel that the separation from beloved friends and relatives is but temporary--and that, by a pure life here, we shall soon be again united in 'another and a better world,' where there will be no more separation forever. "With kindest regards to your mother and sisters, I remain, very truly, "Your friend, "N. P. TALLMADGE. "MRS. ANN LEAH BROWN, No. 1 Ludlow Place, New York." PAULINE W. DAVIS. "PROVIDENCE, August 8, 1857. "MY DEAR MRS. B.: "A writer, whom I have been recently reading, says: 'I count life not by years but by the acquaintances I form and value, hence if I make a love I double or even treble that year.' "In that sense I would like to be old, for I would like to have many real loves. "I am glad of my visit to New York, for I learned that my heart was not cold when any one came near me with the power to rouse me. "Deeply as I am interested in the new philosophy you are a chosen teacher of, still I am more interested in you as a woman; a woman whose heart is alive to all that is good and great, and that has been purified by a high love. "It is not often, as I told you, that I make any demonstrations of affection (and I have been so long called cold that I begin to think I am rather so). Nor do I often express admiration; but toward you I was impelled to offer much; and now, in writing you, were I to utter all the warm feelings that awaken in my heart toward you, I fear you might think me weak and enthusiastic--or worse, insincere; which God forbid I should ever be.