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would be a great mistake, as would be manifest could I but have your ear for a few sabbath-calm moments. If you can grant
these moments, away from noise of such pleaders as Mr. Phelan, Mr. Manson and Mr. Warren Olney who are rejoicing in the comfortable
assurance and strength of a good sound substantial ignorance of God s handiwork in the World's Yosemite Wonderland, I would
make the journey to Washington to see you. Kindly let me know if you want me. Ever since the Yosemite National Park was established
in 1890 my own real work has bean sadly interrupted in trying to assist in its preservation. And if in this case we should
all fail it will be no wonder, for in a similar case Heaven's Angels failed. Nevertheless it seems our fate to keep on striving
as best we may. No matter how much the Park is invaded or its boundaries shorn, while a single peak or dome, tree or cascade
is left, the poor stub of a park will still call for protection. The smallest Park I ever heard of was in Eden and though
its boundaries were drawn by the Lord himself, and included only one tree, even that moderate little Forest reservation was
attacked and plundered. Respectfully John Muir The Honorable Secretary of the Interior James R. Garfield.