home. It seems very queer to have so many companions on a glacial excursion after being along so much. Still I'm lonely to
see you I often wonder what you are doing how Strickeen Tom are getting along. It is light all the time I dont think Ive seen
a star since we were at Sitka It is often eleven or twelve o'clock before I go to bed. we are going farther north yet before
we start for home. John Burroughs is delighted with the birds here most of them are singing now. They came many of them from
California Mexico. Even the little ruby throated hummingbird is here tho the little farry muggins had to fly all the way from
Mexico or Central America since spring. One of the Zonotrichia. so common about our house in winter the one with Yellow on
his brow is here has built their nests some have young already the naturalists call it the golden crowned Sparrow. Though
now much Yellow is seen when it is flying about. It is a sad sight to see the naturalists a dozen of them at once shooting
every kind of bird whether they have young or not, even the hummingbirds. the mammal hunters set out 100 or 200 traps at once
to catch mice marmots shrews etc. then comes skinning stuffing a horrid business. They all make fun of me about glaciers but
I dont mind the fun of course. Ill soon be home