Somers, Dec. 23rd. 1895.
Mr. John Muir,
Your book “The Mountains of California” has given such pleasure to one reader that she wishes to express gratitude to the author. My trip was a limited one and taken many years ago, but so far as ray experience went, your book confirms and revives my impressions. It was read with keen enjoyment and sympathy and many another will follow its pages with the same zest. The lines were not inspired by the book, but perhaps they will be in touch with it. My name has no significance and so it is not signed, but perhaps it will gratify you to know that your descriptions have brought some of the glories you have seen to an obscure person in an obscure village.
Merced, Merced, thy crystal wave
O'er granite sands doth flow,
Whereon the vagrant sunbeams weave
A net of gold below.
Thy banks are daintily beset
With ferns and grasses fine
And beds of snowy violet
The tangled roots entwine.
The stately rocks (E1 Capitan
Cathedral, Brothers Three)
Within thy bosom hold divan
In tranquil majesty.
Unaltered 'neath the flowing tide
Those sharp reflections dwell;
E'en so while busy lustrums glide
Endures thy beauty's spell.
[Envelope containing letter inscribed, in Muir's handwriting, “Miss No Name, Somers, Cal.”]02054
1895 Dec 23
Original letter dimensions: 15 x 20 cm.
Unidentified, "Letter from [author unknown] to John Muir, 1895 Dec 23." (1895). John Muir Correspondence (PDFs). 3175.
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