Letters to a Friend 



above and earth beneath into its pores ? Aye, 

 we have chambers in us the right shape for 

 earthquakes. Churches and the schools lisp 

 limpingly, painfully, of man's capabilities, pos 

 sibilities, and fussy developing nostrums of 

 duties, but if the human flock, together with 

 their Rev/s and double L-D shepherds, would 

 go wild themselves, they would discover with 

 out Euclid that the solid contents of a human 

 soul is the whole world. 



Our streams are fast obtaining their highest 

 power; warm nights and days are making the 

 high mountain snow into snow avalanches and 

 snow-falls; violets, blue, white, and yellow, 

 abound ; butterflies [flit] through the meadows ; 

 and mirror shadows reveal new heavens and 

 new earths everywhere. 



Remember me to the Doctor and all the boys 

 and to McChesney and the brotherhood. 



Cordially, 



J. MUIR. 



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