morning will probably get away the Captin tells me about eleven oclock then no halt until we reach Wrangle, which is distant
from here about 60 hours. I hardly know my lassie what Ive been writing nothing I fear but very small odds ends yet there
may at least keep you from wearying for an hour the letters poor though they be shall yet tell my love that will redeem them
I mail this here, the other two were mailed in Victoria. My next from Wrangle. Heaven bless you my love mother father I
trust that you are caring for yourself as all by keeping cheery strong avoiding the bad practice of the stair-dance. Once
more my love farewell. I must close in haste Farewell Ever your affectionate husband John Muir.