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2 dim white slopes seen as through a veil darkly becoming fainter fainter as the flakes thicken at length hide all the land.
Last evening I went ashore with the Captain saw the few chief men of the place the one white woman a good many of the illegible
. We were kindly cordially entertained by the agent of the Alaska Com. Co Mr Greenbaum, while seated in his elegant parlor
could hardly realize that we were in so remote cold silent a wilderness. While we were seated at our ease discussing Alaskan
Polar affairs a knock 3 came to the door a tall hoary majestic old man slowly entered whom I at once took for the Russian
priest but to whom I was introduced as Dr Holman. He shook hand with me very heartily said Mr Muir I am glad to see you I
had the pleasure of knowing you in San Francisco. Then I recognized him as the dignified old gentleman that I first met 3
or 4 years ago at the home of the Smiths at San Rafael we had a pleasant evening together. He has been in the employ of the
Alaska Com. Co here for a year caring for the health of the Companys Aleats. His own 01002 6 in margin: I am multiplying
letters in case some be lost. a thousand kisses to my child We have not yet commenced to coal so that we will not get off
for the north before Sunday. There is a schooner here that will sail for Oregon (Shoalwater Bay) in a few days by which I
will send 4 or 5 letters. The 3 or 4 more that I intend writing ere we leave this port I will give to the Agent of the Company
here to be forwarded by the next opportunity in case the first batch should be lost. Then others will be sent words crossed
out from St Michael by the company s steamer still others from the Seal Islands, from points where we fall in with any vessel
homeward bound. Good night to all.