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then we could behold daily if only eyes were open . God has brightened my existence when he showed me how to picture. He let
me see how the ideas of the unspeaking child are expressed, and how the portraying fixes the mood. I have a unique library,
end only wish that you could move your chair closer and I let you share my rich gallery. And as I close ( after having illegible
my heart in as many words as I could) , let me ask a selfish wav if I may , Do you know of any eastern magazine that would
publish some of my stories ( I have about 75 excellent ones) in monthly issues and afterwards bring them out in a volume If
you can think, favom me with a word , one word of yours to every fifty of my epistle, I have been told about Frederick Stokes,
in New York , Do you know anything about him ? Sincerely yours illegible Look up once for me to Mount Diablo when he again
looms up in brightness before you , and think a man who has to dream to wander henceforth Oh now I thank my fate that line
shown we so many wonders of this earth ere this blight has cone over me.