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sation, If sacrifices, loneliness, darkness and storm bring me in touch with so grand a soul as that of John Muir, then let
me be content . One night, about a week ago, I sat thus in the falling darkness. I said to my soul Go forth and find the
King of the mountains. He may be on the snowy hights, in the forests depths, or on the trackless desert, but, you will know
him. Give him greetings of health, peace and prosperity for this dawning New Year. My soul obeyed and the King responded to
the message. May all good things attend him and let me ever be his sincere friend Mary J. Arnold 03815