Letters to a Friend 



marred your peace, eat oranges and hear the 

 larks and wait on the sun. 



Ever cordially, 



JOHN Mum. 

 Love to all. 



The letter you sent here is also received. 

 Emily's I will get bye and bye. Love to color 

 Keith. 



Sissons Station, 



December 2ist, 1874. 



I have just returned from a fourth Shasta 

 excursion and find yours of the lyth. I wish 

 you could have been with me on Shasta's 

 shoulder last evening in the sun glow. I was 

 over on the head waters of the McCloud ; and 

 what a head ! Think of a spring giving rise to a 

 river! I fairly quiver with joyous exultation 

 when I think of it. The infinity of Nature's 

 glory in rock, cloud, and water! As soon as I 

 beheld the McCloud upon its lower course, I 

 knew that there must be something extraordi 

 nary in its Alpine fountains, and I shouted, "O 



