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Original letter in mounted set of letters to Mrs. Carr, 68 Yosemite Valley, May 15th, 1873. Dear Mrs. Carr: The robins
have eaten too much breakfast this morning, and there is a grossness in their throats that will require a good deal of sunshine
for its cure. The leaves of many of the plants are badly disarranged, showing that they have had a poor night's sleep. The
reason of all this trouble is a snowstorm that overloaded the flowers and benumbed the butterflies upon which the birds have
breakfasted too heartily. The grand Upper Yosem ite fall is at this moment (7 A.M.) coming with all its glorious array of
fleecy comets out of a cloud that is laid along the top of the cliff and going into a cloud that is drawn along the face of
the wall about half way up. These clouds are shot through and through with sunshine, forming with the snowy waters, and fresh
washed walls, one of the most openly glorious scenes I ever beheld. A lady on Black's piazza is quietly looking at it, sitting
with arms folded in her chair. .A gentleman is pointing at it with cane, while another gentleman is speaking loudly and businessly
about his baggage '. Eyes have they, but they see not. Looking up the Valley the cloud effects are yet more lavishly glorious.
Tissiack is mantled with silvery burning mists, her Portion of letter lost In bound typewritten set of Muir-carr letters,
the above paragraph is continued as follows Tissiack is mantled with silvery burning mists, her gray rocks appearing dimly
where thinly veiled. Over the top of Washington Column the clouds are descending in a continuous stream and rising again suddenly
from the bottom like spray from a waterfall. 0 dear, I wish you were here. I may write this cloud glory forevermore, but never
be able to picture it for you. 24th. with this l send No. 1 of explorations in Big Ca on. There will be two more. 2 short
paragraphs are cut from page I have been looking anxiously for dear Kellogg, when is he. going to start? farewell with much
love, John Muir