Letters to a Friend 



banks seen from the summit of Mt. Lyell crouch 

 ing in shadow were glaciers, living as any in the 

 world and busily engaged in completing that 

 vast work of mountain-making, accomplished 

 by their giant relatives now dead, which, united 

 and continuous, covered all the range from sum 

 mit to sea like a sky. 



I 'm going to take your painter boys with me 

 into one of my best sanctums on your recom 

 mendation for holiness. 



Emerson has sent me a profound little book 

 styled "The Growth of the Mind," by Reed. 

 Do you know it ? It is full of the fountain truth. 



I 'm glad your boys are safely back. Perhaps 

 Ned and I may try that Andes field together. 



I would write to Mrs. Moore but will wait 

 until she is better. Tell her the cascades and 

 mountains of upper Hetch Hetchy [ ]. 



I hope I may see you a few days soon. I had 

 a pretty letter from old Dr. Torrey, and from 

 Gray I have heard three or four times. I am 



ever 



Cordially. 



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