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doubtful ancestry shepherd I know not what? never saw such sudden transition from the depths of terror the icy valley of the
shadow of death to triumphant b illegible joy life blazed out in illegible joy rolling over illegible barking? laughly boundery
running round round turning head over heels etc. as if sure of being illegible illegible merry a smell of dead illegible ,
ran illegible a? illegible of woods The dignity? of danger illegible the last illegible that we all must illegible I illegible
over the way I had come, the illegible up down the illegible illegible illegible illegible illegible illegible illegible
A plain humdrum unspeculative little fellow, who had up to this done nothing or said nothing to attract my attention. Sober
serious dull. But as brothers in danger distress how well we became acquainted that day. His illegible ploring look how? much
humanity in it, had he the gift of speech he could not have told his terror better as he cried out on the brink of the terrible
chasm. The fear innocent anguish No bewilderment but steady concentrated gaze down into the awful icy depths All this was
in his eye gestures He was a dull insignificant thing I had hardly noticed him, could make nothing of him Intensely? fresh
smell. illegible spaciousness? Cold splendor of the dawn glory to God in the highest peace on earth good will to men Tremendous
silence lonliness.. in margin: No soft smooth melancholy smothered in woods My dear Mr. Muir:- Mrs. Cheney and hope
it will be your pleasure to give us the honor of your company at a quiet, informal dinner at our house, (900 O'Farrell St.,
corner of Polk) next Tuesday evening at half past six o'clock. We have invited two mighty good fellows from the Stanford University,
Professor Anderson (English literature) and Mr. Woodruff (librarian). We have assured them that you will be present, and you
must not disappoint us. Very sincerely yours, illegible San Francisco, Dec. 12, 1891.