Louie [Strentzel] Muir
Martinez, California,August 1, 1890.My beloved husband,Again three more blessed letters have come to comfort us and rejoice our hearts with thought of your safe return. Your note of July 11 came two days ago, and oh the shadow of it. John, John, do not go any more where those terrible wolves range and howl. Do you have an ice-pick always ready? but that could be but a slight staff against their cruel strength.Dear John, surely you have staid long enough away in that icy wilderness, though it be most glorious. Wolves and snow-blindness are not always weaker than a man, though the angels of Heaven walk with him.Why not return to Victoria and write the article for the "Century" at the Driard? I sent you last week a copy of Mr. Johnson's letter asking you to send the report of your Alaskan explorations, as soon as possible to the Magazine. The August number has not yet come here, but will to-day probably. I can write only a few minutes longer, for I must drive over home for some pears to send you, as the Umatilla leaves tomorrow morning. We had not thought of sending anything to Alaska this time and the children did not write, for we thought you would return with the "Queen" either August 5 or 20, that is, reach San Francisco at that time.Little Helen is very well again, and bright and playful. Wanda thrives as usual, and we all feel much better, for the weather has been delightful this week --- no more north wind. I am afraid the fruit we sent before was spoiled when it reached you owing to delay from the accident to the G. W. Elder, which ran aground twice. The pears are growing fast. Joung came back and will go to making boxes tomorrow. The others all are working well, the boys cheerful. You do not say if Mr. Loomis is still there. Give all good thanks from me to Prof. Reid for his kindness to you. Do not fail to telegraph to us when you reach Victoria. We tell Helen we think you will not go where the wolves are any more but will stay near the flowers and little marmots until you start home, and she is satisfied with that, for she says she knows that Papa could not bear that awful north wind and the hot sun. Dear little heart, she grows sweeter every day, but is a baby still. Have a long letter from your sister Annie. All the family at Portage are very well. The water-lilies are in bloom. God bless you, my love.Louie Muir[Envelope addressed John Muir, Glacier Bay, Alaska, Care Goodall Perkins & Co., No. 10 Market St. S.F.]
1890 Aug 1
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