Title:
Letter from John Muir to Helen [Muir Funk], 1911 Mar 31.
Creator:
John Muir
Publisher:
The Bancroft Library, University of California at Berkeley. Please contact this institution directly to obtain copies of
the images or permission to publish or use them beyond educational purposes.
Contributor:
Helen [Muir Funk]
Date:
1911 Mar 31
2008
Type:
Text
Format:
Image/jpeg2000
Identifier:
muir20_0206-md-1
Source:
Original letter dimensions unknown.
Language:
eng
Coverage:
Los Angeles
Rights:
Copyrighted
The unpublished works of John Muir are copyrighted by the Muir-Hanna Trust. To purchase copies of images and/or obtain permission
to publish or exhibit them, see
http://library.pacific.edu/ha/forms
Muir-Hanna Trust
1984
Transcription:
Los Angeles. Cal., March 31, 1911. 325 West Adams Street. Darling Helen:- I was so glad to get your postal and letter
telegram, and your letters of March 29th 28th, all of them assuring me that you were well and growing stronger in the blessed
desert air. One thing I want to warn you about, and that is against the baby taking cold. You know that he has been breathing
air of a regular temperature ever since he has born, until you suddenly took him up to an elevation of 2000 feet and into
a house, which, unless you exert extreme care, you cannot keep anywhere near an even temperature, making it all the more necessary
that you guard against having him too thinly covered, against draughts. Your house, with its thin walls, is easily heated
by the sun, and chilled by the wind at night. You cannot therefore be too careful. And again, remember what I told you about
boiling all the water that you drink. If these things are watched and attended to with eternal vigilance I have not the slightest
doubt but what you will all thrive. As for myself, I am all right, but already feeling lonesome in not having you where I
could walk to you in your room at the hospital, and also feeling that in a week or two I must be on my way east. You know
I never like to travel, and somehow I feel less and less inclined to leave home than ever. Still, I must do the best I can.
I will have an easy trip yo New York anyhow. Do not know when 1 will get back. I gave Mrs. Jones your message. Also Mrs.
Thompson; and soon I will see Mrs. Sellers. All who know you send love. Don't forget to write. I will send you word when
I leave here, so you may direct your letters to the old home. Ever your devoted father, John Muir Hope Tom will come
round by by