Letters to a Friend 



you speak of. It is abundant all around the top 

 of the valley and on the rocks at Lake Tenaya 

 and reaches almost to the very summit about 

 Mt. Dana. There is also a purple one very abun 

 dant on the fringe meadows of Yosemite Creek, 

 a mile or two back from the brink of the Falls. 

 Of course it will be a source of keen pleasure to 

 me to procure you anything you may desire. 

 I should like to see that ground again. I saw 

 some in Cuba but they did not exceed twenty- 

 five or thirty feet in height. 



I have thought of a walk in the wild gardens 

 of Honolulu, and now that you speak of my go 

 ing there it becomes very probable, as you seem 

 to understand me better than I do myself. I 

 have no square idea about the time I shall get 

 myself away from here. I shall at least stay till 

 you come. I fear that the agave will be in the 

 spirit world ere that time. You say that I ought 

 to have such a place as you saw in the gardens 

 of that mile and a half of climate. Well, I think 

 those lemon and orange groves would do, per 

 haps, to make a living, but for a garden I should 

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