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letterhead P. S. Since writing my letter to you, I've read one my daughter wrote her grandmother, back in Cincinnati, Ohio,
and feel that you will be interested to see how well the child writes. Here is the message: Selecting the Christmas tree
is a family affair with us. Tho' we live within walking distance of the business section of Portland, three minutes a pair
of strong legs will take us into 'the forest primeval'. We didn't select one of the antiquarian trees for our Xmas tree, however.
I wish, dear Grandma, that you could see these wonderful old forest monarchs. They seem to pierce the sky when they crown
a hill-top. And they stand so majestically, like warriors that neither sun, nor storm nor snow can conquer. They point one's
thoughts ever to the higher, nobler things, and yet they shelter the fragile, tender flowers and ferns at their feet--never
too absorbed with seeking Heaven to forget their duty to their earth-born companions. A wonderful example. Just rec'd a delightful,
long letter from Dr. Clara Barrus, whose Craftsman article descriptive of her days with you has given me keen pleasure. She
sends me the first draft MS. of an article on John Burroughs--as yet unpublished--entitled Back to Pepactor? wonderfully interesting
and full of that elusive personal quality which makes her writings about her friends so valuable. C. N. E. 05335