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Wisconsin. I have also re-written the autobiographical notes
dictated at Harriman's Pelican Lodge on Klamath Lake two years ago,
but that seems to be an endless job and, if completed at all, will
require many a year. Next month I mean to try to bring together
a lot of Yosemite material into a handbook for travelers, which ought
to have been written long ago.
So you see I am fairly busy, and precious few trips will I
be able to make this summer, although I took Professor Osborn and
family into the Yosemite for a few days, and Mr. Hooker and his party
on a short trip to the Grand Canyon.
Are you coming west this year? It would be delightful to
see you once more.
I often think of the misery of Mr. Burroughs and his physician
caused by our revels in Burn's poems, reciting verse about in the
resonant board chamber whose walls transmitted every one of the blessed
words to the sleepy and unwilling ears of John, much to the distress
of Miss Barus. Fun to us, but death and broken slumbers to
Oom John.
With all best wishes, my dear Browne, and many warmly cherished
memories, I am,
Ever faithfully your friend,
John Muir