Title:
Letter from Marion Momville Pope to John Muir, 1911 Nov 18.
Creator:
Marion Momville Pope
Publisher:
University of the Pacific Library Holt-Atherton Special Collections. Please contact this institution directly to obtain copies
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Contributor:
John Muir
Date:
1911 Nov 18
2008
Type:
Text
Format:
Image/jpeg2000
Identifier:
muir20_0694-md-1
Source:
Original letter dimensions: 21 x 27 cm.
Language:
eng
Coverage:
Santiago, Chile
Rights:
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Transcription:
the home in the Outlands. It is sold now, and we are leaving in a fortnight for Buenos Aires I have kept up down here the
old custom that we had at home,---the table always set for tho unexpected guest. My husband and I sit down alone so often,
but we each hare at our right the ordered place, oftener empty than filled---though I can always see in my imagination's eye,
those dear familiar figures who will not sit at any board again here. If you can come to us, Mr Pope will gladly call for
you, and we will imagine other friends with us in spirit, and enjoy the hour. We are, both going to the Legation this afternoon
to get some information about your movements if we are not fortunate enough to find you there. Believe me to be, in the hops
of meeting you in the flesh, and in the joy of having known you in your wonderful works--- Cordially and sincerely---
Illegible REDROOF BUNGALOW ORAN AVENIDA, U CA, SANTIAGO, CHILE. Nov 18th, 1911 Mr John Muir, American Legation,
Santiago, Chile. Dear Mr Muir: Had our dear mutual friend--Richard Watson Gilder, of blessed memory---been alive it would
not have been necessary for me to find out by accident that you were in Santiago as you would have brought me a letter from
him. It seems curious that Mr Johnson did not give you one, if he knew you were coming, as last month brought me two from
him about articles he wanted---the last an illustrated paper on Juan Fernandez that I am keen to get at this month. You and
I have sometimes appeared in the same number of THE CKNTUKY--- years ago, when I still lived in the Homeland. I remember with
what relish Mr Gilder pointed out the coincidence of your wonderful real dog, who followed you on the g cier in Alaska, and
my unreal dog, who went Up the Matterhorn in a Boat with me, appearing in the same number of the Maga. The difference in the
dogs,--flesh and blood, and shadow--was no greater than the difference between your fine and serious paper and my foolish
and frivilous novelette. Those days seem long ago. If this has the good fortune to reach you while you still have time enough
at your disposition, I do hope you may come to see how a fellowcountrywoman of yours has filled in the years of her exile
in Chile. I want You of the Seeing Bye to behold my mountains, and my garden---now in the late glory of its roses nearly spent---and
my dear dogs, and Illegible 05119