Dear Mrs Silva:

I have duly received your letter of May 13th. It is impossible for me to express in words how sorry I feel because of the untimely death of Tom. I learned to love him. He was a manly fellow, of noble character, and every inch of him a man.
Upon receipt of your letter I went to New York, but all my endeavors remain fruitless. I feel sick at heart, and am really unhappy, so that it is impossible for me to add anything further. Consolation must come from Higher up.
If there is anything in the world that I can do for you, do not hesitate to bear me in mind.
Sincerely yours, 
T. T. Timayenis.