Julia M. Moores
In the invisible world about us are the great powers and forces which uphold and move the world which we see. Of the two worlds the invisible is the older and the greater. We came from the unseen realm, we return to it. We think it is even more hospitable country than this sunny world in which we now live. Many of us, perhaps all of us, have friends in the unseen land. One of us after another fades out of the Visible into the Invisible. We ought not to deplore this too much, especially if we have faith in the goodness of God. Janet Moores, among others whom we have known has made the great experiment. In her case there surely was a blessed relief from hard condition. We speak no more of shadows which may have dimmed for a time her happy disposition.
These altogether passed away. The cheer of the Morning Land banishes fear and all misapprehension. Chief in that happy country is one who bore a crown of thorns and who was kissed and jeered by foolish and ignorant men. Surely He will give a very hospitable welcome to all who have suffered much. Janet was most loved by those who knew her most intimately. Her mind turned easily to the beautiful story of Christ. She became conciously a follower of His and united with the Church at eleven years of age. Her life was a token that this profession was not formal and superficial.
It would be superfluous for me to say to you, who have known her all her life, much concerning her daily life.
Others who knew her more intimately in the old days could more easily testify at first hand to her generosity and capacity for self sacrifice. She had the qualities of mind and heart which made her presence a joy and inspiration. Now we say, in this final event of her life, no evil has befallen her but good. She is hidden from our eyes, by a sharp turn which inevitably comes in every life journey. However the highway persists and the traveller goes on. This was the thought of Plato whose mind was a mirror for the natural and supernatural. Much more than this it is the teaching of Jesus of Nazareth who spoke as man had not spoken before and has not spoken since. Let us be comforted in His words -
"In my Father's house are many mansions. If it were not so I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you."
George L. Mackintosh
My dear Mr. Muir,
I send you our pastor's remarks knowing that you will love to read them and have them for your own. Your kind letter came to me last week and I thank you for your love and appreciation of my dear child. I have been quite ill but am almost well again. I read with interest the article on John Muir in the "Craftsman" for March. My boys are well, excetpt colds. They are very busy and all that I wish. God blesses me in my children and my friends. But I must not write.
Julia M. Moores
March 14th 1905
1905 Mar 14
Original letter dimensions: 22.5 x 14 cm.
Moores, Julia M., "Letter from Julia M. Moores to [John Muir], 1905 Mar 14." (1905). John Muir Correspondence (PDFs). 3302.
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