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Original letter returned to Mrs. J. B. McChesney . Yosemite. July 11th, 1871 . Dear McChesney: I owe you thanks for
the ladies you sent me, although I can hardly claim that I made their acquaintance, having been so busy in this confounded
mill. You told me to show them to front seats, and I pointed out the High Altar and offered to lead them up the aisle, but
alack they were ladies and could not go. Some rocks were in the way, and perhaps a snake, and the aisle was crooked and long,
and lay at a steep angle, and the whole walk was perhaps slightly outlandish. Of course you know that I am speaking of the
upper fall at night. I did so little for your friends that I am anxious you should fully understand the magnitude of this
one good intention towards them. Never was Yosemitic ramble more elaborately planned or more comprehensively complete in
all of its appointments. Notwithstanding the black shadows and the moonshine we should have had all the civilized benefits
of .Reverence, Royalty, and Law, for to speak plainly I engaged a military escort (Lieut. Smeade) and also a San Fran. Rev.
serious in texture and doctrine, and above all we had a King, in imperial purple and all the other colors, while I claimed
all the difficult wisdom of road-master. in two days 1 start for the high Sierra, taking a most unfeminine walk to Mt. Dana
and through the Bloody Canon to the craters and lavas of Mono. I wish that you could go with us. Mr. Edwards, an enthusiastic
entomologist, has been here a week among our unfortunate bugs, and occasionally he glanced upwards towards the falls and rocks
when no midge or moth was in sight or hoped for. He has made a disciple of me, and I go to the mountains armed with bottle,
box, and gauze-bag... I had a magnificent chase last Sabbath week after a dead glacier, and was successful beyond my best
faith. I will tell you the results as far as science is concerned some other time. I went up Indian ca on and 'round to the
top of the Yosemite Palls, and followed the stream, after a good, faith-giving baptism in the irised spray, northward to its
snows back of Mt. Hoffman. I felt sure that there was a writing for me on the rook somewhere in the basin, and I had not gone
four miles from the wall of the Valley ere I found a magnificent chapter of glacial hieroglyphics in clear unmistakable graving,
and I ran on, finding whole volumes of history, and when I reached my nest in the mill at midnight I was the happiest of all
masculine mortals. I will tell you about the size and depth of my new glacier some other time. My kindest regards to the
Misses Brigham. Tell them that I cannot procure a copy of the upper fall picture which they wished. Ever most cordially
yours, John Muir. John Muir, June 1871 written on first page of letter. This supplied year seems to be correct