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came nigh making an end of me. But the Scotch are hard to kill the neighbors who expected to bury me are astonished. The
Old home garden on the hill is one glorious mass of bloom with no word or sign of decay or trouble may your life dear friend
be like it all through life's journey. My cousin at Dunbar always inquires for you in her letters will be very glad to get
a word from you direct. I have not yet seen your Professor's Darwin book no wonder - Have done no real work all winter but
am beginning to try to write again. Remember me to Mr Kellogg, lucky man, believe me dear Charlotte with warm regards ever
faithfully yours John Muir