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Wiarton, Ontario Mar 8th '10 Der Mr. Muir Stickeen is one of my dearest dog friends. now, and forever, and I have quite
a number of them, that, like him. I have never seen. The wee hairy sleekit beastie : The little herd: and yet he was not heroic
until the moment when, while still in deadly fear, he decided to face the peril, and deliberately slid his little feet over
the edge of the ice diver. That moment should make him immortal. But the manner of manifesting his joy in being saved, exceeds
any thin I have ever read of being shown by any creature below the human. Perhaps Browning was right when he said God made
all the creatures, and gave them our love and our fear To give sign we and they are His children, one family here But the
little book that your kind thought prompted you to send me has given me much more than the story of little Strickeen. It has
given me not a glimpse merely, but a wide open gaze into the heart of John Muir, and I illegible that I have formed another
friend, and not alone for the brief end of time that may remain to us here, but, for all the eternal years of God that lie
beyond. Yet I reverently thank God for giving me the privilege of beginning the friendship while here. for it is so much the
more gained, besides being an added joy to life 04725