Elizabeth Whitney Putnam
every morning companion at breakfast fast nowadays, making my meal alone a most unlonely one. You are rich, I know, in manifold thanks. Mine are among them. You probably hear from my Sister. Her last was from the country of the Wye, where our Whitney ancestry began; and she said a lovelier country could not be found. With every fond wish,
Elizabeth Whitney Putnam.
12 Presidio Ave.
July 5. 1918.
My dear Mr. Muir
This is Katharine Hooker's Sister who is writing you. You may not exactly place me among her multitudinous Family, but we all know you, & associate with you constantly and familiarly through your wonderful books. I have a little place on Mt. Tamalpais, which I call Bellaria, & some of your mountain books I keep up there, to read in a surrounding I dearly love. The other day, opening the "Mountains of California", a scrap fell out
evidently written tho' not signed by my friend Miss Jean Parker, one of the finest of Scotchwomen, whom I thnk you must know. The little house is often lent to one friend or another who loves the mountain; and the little slip of paper must have been there a long time, tho' never before discovered. I think it might give you pleasure to read it; at any rate it is [Yours?]:
"Ah man, but ye're a grand poet! Ye hae the reverence and thanks o' an admiring Scot - for your wonderfu' sermon frae the pulpit o' the Douglas spruce.
Snow banners! "
As for me, "The Story of my Boyhood and Youth" is my
1913 Jul 5
Original letter dimensions: 14.5 x 22 cm.
Putnam, Elizabeth Whitney, "Letter from Elizabeth Whitney Putnam to John Muir, 1913 Jul 5." (1913). John Muir Correspondence (PDFs). 4033.
Reel 21, Image 0562
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