How many times the seas have ebbed & flowed with their white breaking waves around the edges of the Continents & islands in this same of years. How many times the sky has been light & dark, and the ground between us been shining with rain, and sun and snow; and how many times the flowers have bloomed, but for a "that & a' that - you seem just the same to me, & time & space & [illegible] hide you less than the thinnest veil. Marvelous indeed is the permanence of the impressions of those sunrise days - more enduring than granite mountains. Thought all the landscapes I have looked into - with all this wealth of forests, rivers, lakes & glaciers, & happy living faces, your face janet is still seen as clear & kindly outlined as on the day I went away on my long walk.Aye, the auld lang syne is indeed young, times seems of no avail to make use old except in [minor?] outer aspects. Today you appear the same little fairy girl folliwng me in my walks with short steps as best you can stopping now & then to gether butter- cups, & anemones & [esignemas?], sometimes taking my hand in climbing over a fallen tree, threading your way through tall grasses & ferns, & pushing through very small spaces in thickets of under -brush. Surely you must remember those holiday walks, and also your coming into my dark room with light when I was blind, and waht light has filled me since that time I am sure you will be glad to know. The richest [illegible]gold flooring these Cal valleys, the spiritual [Alpenglow?] steeping the high peaks, silver light on the sea, the white glaciers[illegible]
1887 Feb 23
Original letter dimensions: 20 x 25 cm.
Reel 05, Image 0786