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Martinez,Cal., August 28,1885 Dear John: Your first letter from Yellowstone Park reached me the day before yesterday,
and I have felt much comforted ever since thinking of your being so much stronger, and that you are at last camping out on
the mountains. Oh, if you could only feel unhurried and able to rest with no thought of the morrow, next week, or next month,
nor of any vineyards and Chinamen Since reading about the Eastern frost and snow, a general coolness even down to the land
of ...... I worry no more about Wisconsin sunstroke. I am sure that beyond the Mammouth Springs Hotel grounds, up among the
lakes, fountains of the great rivers, there must be the charm and healing balm of your own high wilderness. Only one week
in the Rocky mountain wilderness for John Muir. O, my beloved, you are cruel to yourself. Yet now that I think what a blessed
Sabbath day that must have been face to face with the dear mother you have so longed to see for so many years, it seems best
after all. Poor mother, how hard it will be for her to let you go again. DEAR PAPA:My BABY WANTS TO KISS YOU. BABY WISHES
SHE COULD GO TO YOU. TELL LITTLE GRACIE SHE MUST COME WITH YOU TO CALIFORNIA. BRING BABY SOME BONNY WATER LILLIES. BABY WANTS
YOU TO COME HOME DEAR PAPA. LOVE.