Mrs. E. J. Mc Henry
To John MuirOn July 24, 1907, having just arrived, weary and travel worn, from the Sierra and Yosemite Valley, he said to us, "Oh, what air! I felt as if I had got home." —(Berkeley gazette)High up on the Merced River, away from the haunts of men, To breathe the [pine?] seet mountain air His tall form climbed again.Long years before, he wandered o'er,With his friend of early days,Ere one with brush and one with pen,Each went his separate ways,To fine for aye on the souls of menWherever they have been,All pure and fresh from the hand of god,Each grand p[illegible]val scene.When he stood alone on the mountain top,Did he look to the setting sun.And hope to hear, when he work was o'er,His Saviour's words "well done"?For we said to him, "You ought to res,"He said, with a kindling eye,"No, I must work," ("While it is day,")"We can all rest, bye and bye".Mrs. E. J. McHenry in Berkeley gazette03893
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