Title:
Letter from Carrie B. Jump to John Muir, 1914 Apr 14.
Creator:
Carrie B. Jump
Publisher:
University of the Pacific Library Holt-Atherton Special Collections. Please contact this institution directly to obtain copies
of the images or permission to publish or use them beyond educational purposes.
Contributor:
John Muir
Date:
1914 Apr 14
2008
Type:
Text
Format:
Image/jpeg2000
Identifier:
muir22_0277-md-1
Source:
Original letter dimensions: 20.5 x 12.5 cm.
Language:
eng
Coverage:
Oakland [Calif.]
Rights:
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Transcription:
Apr 14 1914 1 Dear Mr. Muir, We have lived over many times the pleasant hours spent with you last Thursday. Four pairs
of ears listen eagerly to the reading of Yosemite every evening after dinner- charmed with the wonderful pictures painted
by a master We will be early at the book sellers for the new book on Alaska, and hope the memoirs will follow soon. On our
way to the R.R. station Karolina said I wish John Muir's father were living now and could see his lovely face, he would have
to appreciate him She gathered from Boyhood and Youth that the stern parent failed to penetrate the future. We older ones
know he laid 05736 2 the foundation on a rock for a glorious and useful life. A life that lived apart in the desert,
and was called like Moses to the mountain top, to learn the great things of God face to face with Him. Truly there is one
god in Nature and John Muir is his prophet - Lubbock saw men as trees walking- Thoreau has a snarl illegible ing with him
like a shadow, dear Burroughs has limitations; none of them have walked and talked with the great things in nature by going
to and fro in the earth, and walking up and down in it. And when Theo. Roosevelt writes it is like the noise of a country
brass band out of tune, I could wish he would stop. 05736 3 I've written so long and only intended to tell you that
among all who love you and your work, there are none more sincere than the four Jumps in Fruit Vale. Believe me Most Cordially
Carrie B Jump - Apr 14 - 1914 3340 Fruit Vale Ave Oakland. 05736