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2 old farm and the old sugar bush, after an absence of over thirty years, and I heard far off strains of sadness as my eyes
sought eagerly for some of the old paths my childish feet ran over so swiftly, always bent on some errand of duty. There came
an indescribable yearning to stretch across the chasm of years helping hands in love and forgiveness to our st illegible directors
and lift from them the burden laid by themselves on their hard lives, now ended. How can I write so freely It is the fellowship
of a like experience that makes it possible- I must add that our little girls aged 10 8 are devoted to John Muir. They have
watched him cross the crevasse, on the sliver inch by inch, with breathless interest and anxiety, but he pales before Stickeen,
whose every motion from rubbing his hair close against the wall to putting his four paws carefully in the illegible