The little haymakers with human intelligence endowed with brain stuff like our own, God up here looking after them what lessons they teach. How they widen our sympathy. life on [this lovely barren looking [sketch cutout from reverse side of page] …oaring… nest is…[much]…w of…[…ok] of…ough…road…& far…[r]…[in]…rim…to mind…lize…or [warm happy life in the seeming solitude the thousands of] deer in the forests [feeding & hiding and] caring for their young. [The] strong well clad well fed bears, the lively throng of squirrels [harvesting the food cones of the noblest trees in the world. The grouse & woodpeckers & blessed singing ouzels & piping quails & thousands of sweet-voiced singers nesting & sweetening the leafy groves so silent in the distance.] The blessed birds great & small stirring & sweetening the groves & the clouds of happy insects filling the [blue] sky with joyous hum [their myriad of wings kept them in motions by] as part & parcel of the downpouring [floods of] sunshine. All this [life one]
come [could easily bring] to mind as well as the plant people [as if gathered close about us & the life of the grasses & trees also every cell [was felt] filled with fervid life & motions & the glad bounding] glad streams singing hymns on their way down [rejoicing in all] the canyons to the sea. But [far more] most impressive of all is [was] the vast glowing countenance [rocky face] of the [vast] wilderness [looked] [all peace & power] in awful infinite [into in its still deep] repose [awful & suggestive of subdued conscious power like] the face of very God. [Had a good race] Back to camp in the [midst of the] purple sunset [a fine run] down the long south slopes, across ridges & ravines [ Down over loose blocks of granite] through [a hundred flower] gardens & avalanche gaps [through spongy oozy bogs, now in sunshine, now in the shade of the grand silver firs, up & down over the ridges & valley that lay in my course feeling] enjoying a strange excitement & excess of strength [that overcame all weariness I found myself once more with Billy & the wool bundles in camp soon after the sunset had set] & so ended a day that will never end. [That carried me to camp [on] without conscious fatigue to my camp in [throw] of a beautiful meadow above the Yosemite Valley just in the midst of the purple of the sunset]
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