Letter from Eliza Ruhamah Scidmore to John Muir, 1895 Sep 16.

• Main Author: Scidmore, Eliza Ruhamah
• Format: Text
• Language: English
• Published: Scholarly Commons 1895
• Subjects: Environmentalist; naturalist; travel; conservation; national parks; John Muir; history; correspondence; letters; Thumb; Khyber Pass; glacier; Alaska
• Online Access: https://scholarlycommons.pacific.edu/muir-correspondence/3138; https://scholarlycommons.pacific.edu/context/muir-correspondence/article/4154/viewcontent/muir08_1171_let.pdf

[4][re-] member that I had an article on Muir Glacier stopped in the middle when the concern died.I suppose that those little girls are quite large girls now, but I trust you will remember me to Mrs. Muir and the daughters, and to any of our mutual Alaska friends whom you may meet.With best wishes for the grape crop and the rains, I amSincerelyEliza Ruhamah Scidmore[1]The ShorehamWashington D. C. Sept 16, '95Dear Mr. MuirI have returned you see safely from my circumnavigation, and now I know for myself that the earth is round. No more hearsay evidence to be accepted on that point.I shall speak disrespectfully of the equator too if I want to, for I went over the imaginary hair line on the water02023 [2]and saw Java. I had some compunctions down there I must confess at having so much botanically wasted on me, who doesn't know a cotyledon any too well. It was glorious though, that vegetation--the whole island cultivated from end to end like a botanical garden and that [Buitengong?] garden is the ideal one of all I saw.The Himalayas are all they are cracked up to be, too. I saw them at Darjeeling, Simla and Khyber Pass, and they were[3]giants. I was sold on Mt. Everest--for after starting in the middle of the night twice to go up to a high place and see the sun rise over it, what did I see as the biggest, highest thing on earth? A little white nub of a thing off on the sky line, just a size larger than my thumb. I'll back my Mt. Ruhamah against it any time when it has its snow on.Did the attorney Sukersley ever save anything for me from the wreck of the California Magazine? You re-