Letters to a Friend 



lution from official woman's rights' unrest, you 

 will fight and squirm till sundown. I've seen 

 nothing of you all these fighting years. 



I suppose nothing less than an Exhaustive 

 miniature of all the leafy creatures of the globe 

 will satisfy your Pasadena aspirations. You 

 know how little real sympathy I can give in 

 such play-garden schemes. Still, if so inappre- 

 ciative and unavailable a man as I may be of 

 use at all, let me know. 



Ever cordially yours, 



JOHN MUIR. 



San Francisco, 



June iQth, 1879. 



Good-bye. I am going home, going to my 

 summer in the snow and ice and forests of the 

 north coast. Will sail to-morrow at noon on 

 the Dakota for Victoria and Olympia. Will 

 then push inland and along land. May visit 

 Alaska. 



I hope you and the Doctor may not suffer 

 yourselves to be drawn away into the stream 

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