Mrs. [Jeanne C.] Carr
among the falls & rapids studying the grand instruments of slopes and curves & echoing caves upon which those divine harmonies are played Only a [thin glossy sail?] sways & bends over Yo Semite now & Pohono too is a [mob?] of waving [illegible] New songs are sung forming parts of the one grand anthem composed & written in “the beginning” Most of the flowers are dead only a few are blooming in summer nooks on the north side rocks. You remember that delightful fernery by the ladders well I discovered a garden meeting of adia[illegible] far more delicate & luxuriant than those at the ladders. They are in a cove on Cove[illegible] between the upper & lower Yo Sem falls. They are the most delicate & graceful plant creatures I ever beheld, waving their leaves of the most ref[illegible] of heavens beauty to the music of the water The motion of purples dulses in pools left by the tide on the sea coast of Scotland was the only memory that was stirred by these spiritual ferns. You speak of dying & going to the woods I am dead & gone to heaven[in margin: Indian [illegible] to the [illegible] once a month upon snow shoes He brings the mail too. I [illegible] from your address to Yo Semite via Big [illegible] care of Mr. Hutchings] 00487
1869 Dec 6
Original letter dimensions: 23.5 x 18 cm.
Reel 02, Image 0195