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1 The Garret Los Angeles, April 24? . 1911 My dear Mr Muir The morning after you left us I went away bright and early
to Balboa to join Ellie and Maude for a week. It was a happy week, a pinetree? -like rest But today I came back, and where
are you? I can't tell you how empty the house seems without you. Your room is swept and ungarnished, the garret hollow and
bleak, and there is no John Muir to sit beside me at the table and give me the sensation of a friendly, affectionate presence
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