I went out into the forest, by its light, away from the sound of the camp. There is but a shelf between the lake and the cliffs and peaks, in this place and the trees are nobly tall and straight as they climb from the waters edge upward. But at night they become grace, majestic pillars that support the silent, sparkling sky overhead. I lay a long time among the ferns at the foot of one of these mighty columns Emerald Bay,Lake Tahoe, CalJuly 30th.My dear Mr MuirI wonder if you are still in these mountains or whether you have left them to return home and brood those manuscripts that need to be made ready for the printer.Marian and I are well, in a region that you must know, enjoying the loveliness of it, but in a less04551
Emerald Bay, Calif.
[1909 ?] Jul 30
Original letter dimensions: 18 x 22.5 cm.
Reel 18, Image 0628
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