Letters to a Friend 



enthusiastically than ever, and the forests' 

 breath was sweeter, and Cassiope fairer than 

 in all my first fresh contacts. But I 'm not go 

 ing to tell here. I only write now to say that 

 next Saturday I will sail to Los Angeles and 

 spend a few weeks in getting some general 

 views of the adjacent region, then work north 

 ward and begin a careful study of the redwoods. 

 I will at least have time this season for the 

 lower portion of the belt ; that is, for all south 

 of here. If you have any messages, you have 

 time to write me. I sail at 10 A.M., or if not 

 you may direct to Los Angeles. 



I hope to see Congar, and also the spot you 

 have selected for home. I wish you could be 

 there in your grown fruitful groves, all rooted 

 and grounded in the fine garden nook that I 

 know you will make. It must be a great conso 

 lation in the midst of the fires you are com 

 passed with to look forward to a tranquil seclu 

 sion in the South of which you are so fond. 



John says he may not move to Berkeley, and 

 if not I may be here this winter, though I still 

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