775 1899 Juneau, June 6. Cold rainy day. 9A.M. We stop here only a few minutes I have only time to scribble love to
my darlings The green mountains rise into the gray cloudy sky 4000 ft. rich in trees grass flowers wild goats. We are all
well happy Yesterday was bright the mountains all the way up from Wrangell were passed in review opening their snowy icy recesses
closing them like turning over the leaves of a grand picture book. Everybody gazed at the grand glaciers peaks. we saw icebergs
floating past for the first 02593