Letter from Julia M[errill] Moores to John Muir, 1905 Jun 19.

1960 N.Pennsylvania.,June 19th, 1905.My dear Mr. Muir,I feel like writing to you this summer morning. You will pardon me, I know. I have been looking over old letters of my dear Janet\u27s, and among those treasured by her I find none sweeter or kinder than those written to her by her friend \u27John Muir\u27. You did much to make her happy and she loved you and yours, and I thank you gratefully. I miss her much, yet all of the time I am glad that she is freed from bondage, and in the presence of our Lord. I find many things among those she had kept which show me how loving and lovely her character was. Yet I do not need to be told. In a little memorandum book of hers I find written by her own hand, God has helped me today , I have heard children\u27s voices today , Go to God today . This life is oft perplexing \u27Tis much the wisest plan To brave all trials bravely And smile whene\u27er you can .In one of your letters you say to her, You must be very happy - * and I think you will be happy always . She is happy now.I enclose two little poems which I know you will love to read and will prize them because prized by her.My sons are very dear and are fine men. I thank God for them. My friends are very kind. While I am not at all strong I am glad to live for the sake of my children and grandchildren. The latter are two beautiful ones - I see them every day - they are Emily and Charles, seven and two years old. Merrill sends love. He is a working man, as is his brother. I should be glad to hear from you. My love to your wife and daughters. With love,Julia M. Moores Are we never to see you and yours again?[Envelope inscribed, in Muir\u27s handwriting, Mrs. Moores\u27 last letter about Janet, after the dear girl\u27s death .]0358

Letter from Julia M[errill] Moores to John Muir, 1905 Jun 19.

1960 N.Pennsylvania.,June 19th, 1905.My dear Mr. Muir,I feel like writing to you this summer morning. You will pardon me, I know. I have been looking over old letters of my dear Janet\u27s, and among those treasured by her I find none sweeter or kinder than those written to her by her friend \u27John Muir\u27. You did much to make her happy and she loved you and yours, and I thank you gratefully. I miss her much, yet all of the time I am glad that she is freed from bondage, and in the presence of our Lord. I find many things among those she had kept which show me how loving and lovely her character was. Yet I do not need to be told. In a little memorandum book of hers I find written by her own hand, God has helped me today , I have heard children\u27s voices today , Go to God today . This life is oft perplexing \u27Tis much the wisest plan To brave all trials bravely And smile whene\u27er you can .In one of your letters you say to her, You must be very happy - * and I think you will be happy always . She is happy now.I enclose two little poems which I know you will love to read and will prize them because prized by her.My sons are very dear and are fine men. I thank God for them. My friends are very kind. While I am not at all strong I am glad to live for the sake of my children and grandchildren. The latter are two beautiful ones - I see them every day - they are Emily and Charles, seven and two years old. Merrill sends love. He is a working man, as is his brother. I should be glad to hear from you. My love to your wife and daughters. With love,Julia M. Moores Are we never to see you and yours again?[Envelope inscribed, in Muir\u27s handwriting, Mrs. Moores\u27 last letter about Janet, after the dear girl\u27s death .]0358

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Letter from Julia M[errill] Moores to John Muir, 1898 Apr 21.

960 N.Pa. St.,Apr. 21, \u2798.My dear Mr. Muir:This is your birthday, as well as Merrill\u27s, and I find myself almost involuntarily seated to write you a little welcome. I do not know how many years you have been in this world of ours, but I do know that God created a man when he made you, as well as when he made Adam, and as far as my share in your friendship goes, I am duly thankful for this blessing of a friend. You will let me tell you so, will you not?My children love you, and we all love to think of you. In a short letter from my dear Janet a few weeks ago she told me of your letter to her, and also of one from your sister Annie, both of which she requested me to answer. She feels as if she could not write letters to anyone but to me, and these come so rarely that I find myself hungering and thirsting for the dear child\u27s Words. Sometimes I get almost discouraged, but this I know I must not do, and so I gather up courage and hope and wait, although it is very hard.I think you warmly for writing to her. She feels your kindness keenly, but cannot express herself. She is very homesick and unhappy. If I were younger and stronger I could be of some use to her, for she does not love her attendants, and I do not know what to do. But I ought not to be troubling you with all this. When you come East come right to my house and stay with us as long as you can.Give my kind love to Mrs. Muir and your daughters. Merrill is hard at work and well. He sends love. Charles is the father of a dear little girl yclept Emily Moores. Sisters Kate and Mina are well,as are the rest of our numerous kindred. With love and wishes for many happy returns,Yours,Julia M. Moores0242

Letter from Julia M[errill] Moores to [Muir Family], 1881 Apr 8.

232 N. Ala. St., Indianapolis,April 8th, 1881.My dear Friends:Your letter of March 27th reached me on the 5th of April. And a little child shall lead them. You are given your first lesson in this sort of love. I thank God that He has in His goodness brought to your hearts this treasure. We all rejoice with you. Janet says, Ah, this baby will be a poet. I wish she had come on my birthday only five days before. Merrill smiles and makes some funny remark about there never having been such a child before. Of course there never was to these parents. I appreciate it all, the joy of the father and mother and of the grandparents. The curiosity, the wonder over the perfection of this gift of God. Do I not recall the happiness in the dear old homestead when Merrill came? God thus comes to us in His own image. The dear Saviour comes in His sweet love, \u27setting a little child in their midst.\u27 And now, how blameless must be the lives, lest these little feet go astray. What prayers will go up to the dear Father, a fervor in them, which they never before knew. God bless and keep your darling, my dear friends.Kate and Mina and all of the kindred rejoice in your happiness. Your story of the apple, peach, and plum and cherry blossoms and the fragramce of the vines seems all like a miracle. No spring has yet blessed our eyes. The trees are dead apparently, the vines closely trimmed and not yet trained hang aimlessly about. Only a faint tinge of greenness is on the grass. Yesterday a yellow crocus opened its eye for a little while under the fickle sun, but fell asleep again disheartened.This morning a robin came and tripped before the dining-room window, sweet harbinger of spring. By his side an English sparrow hopped, who with his mates has not driven this dear robin from the evergreens where he yearly builds his next. By the way, tell me sometime what you think of these English sparrows. I want to love all birds.When you write to your mother remember me to her. Neither Merrill nor I can ever forget her kindness to him. He is hard at work and happy in his profession. Janet is sighing over a sprained ankle which keeps her shut up in the house. Charles has been home for a vacation and gone back to college, increasing in wisdom and stature. Tell me the baby\u27s name, and kiss her sweet mouth and dimpled chin forYours truly and affectionately,Julia M[errill] Moores95

Letter from Julia M[errill] Moores to John Muir, 1876 Feb 3.

[3]to the good of others – how could it be otherwise. I think I must have spoken of her & Sister Mina being with her this winter. They are in good health – though we all think Sister Kate works too hard. I wish she could be one summer with you in the Yosemite. You ask so kindly after the children that I must tell you of them. Merrill writes fully and very satisfactionly every week. He is studying hard & being ad[illegible] accordingly. He says he is perfectly well and very happy – that his work is very hard – but that he can do what any other man in his class can! I hope most sincerely that his long association with men of greatness and [underlined: goodness] will make him what00729 Indianapolis Feb. 3d 1876 232 North Alabama St. [1]My Dear Mr Muir, I wish you could know how often you have been in my thoughts, and if you did you would not care that I have not replied before to your kind note of Nov. 30th There are some people that I love very much, and yet to whom, I think, much cannot be added of good. Somehow their happiness is so [illegible] their own souls – that whether I write to them or not does not “mak much differ” as an old friend Mr Kirkwood used to say. In this I would not imply selfishness or indifference – nothing of the kind. I know you so well, that I have perfect and entire confidence[Page 2][2]in your friendship. Have you not proved yourself my friend – and I thank God for your affection for myself and my children. You are brought to my mind in very many ways. I think of your lonely, nature filled life ( a contradiction you will say) and its contrast to ours with our cares and worries & its little ness – and I breath stronger for thinking of you. Then – you come before me in your beloved Yosemite – breathing the pure air – Strong in muscle & limb walking, running, climbing – going whither you will! I go back to myself shut up in the house as I have been for months – feeble and good for little or nothing. Do you wonder that I almost envy you – that I love to think of you? I thank you for the “friendly chat” wh. you held with me in the Fresno forest. Next time ‘May I be there to see!’ Last night Miss Hendricks sent me a Sacramento paper containing a notice of your lecture. Your success delighted me much – as it did her – but I knew you would not fait. Miss Ely’a and I had talked it over before hand. When I spent a very pleasant day with her some ten days ago – and we wished we could take wings and be present. I have been sick since before Thanksgiving – but am once more improving – and hope soon to be able to resume my duties and go about as usual. I wish you could see and talk with my sister Kate. Her life grows richer and deeper every year. So consecrated as it is[Page 3][in margin: 949]5 [4]what I so earnestly desire – an honest God fearing and God serving man. He was made to be in the thick of the battle – and if his armor is all on he will answer the end – whether he fall early or late. I always think of you two as friends – and ever must so consider you. My Janet & Katy Grayson are together in our little home this winter – they are two fair girls – and make the home bright with their sweet ways. They study well – wh. opens daily to them a new world. Charles is a fair sturdy youth, no longer the little boy –(him we have lost) He has no bad habits. can walk faster & eat more & is as well advanced in his studies as any boy of his age in town. [Page 4]We talk of the coming out of your new book. When is it to appear? Does your interest in it and [illegible] enthusiasm Keep you from getting homesick for the Valley? I am very much afraid when it does come – that it will be so scientific I shall not be able to understand it. Miss Hendricks has told us much about you - and has showed me your picture which I think very good. She never tires telling me of your kindness to her – of her enjoyment in the Valley – and of her disappointment that she could not accomplish more. Then too – I feel acquainted with your friends the Keiths – and am glad to know them.We have had a kind of Indian Summer winter – until this week – and now we are all frozen up – and ‘snowbound’.- Just the day for letter writing. I enclose a little note wh. Mr Davis sent me sometime ago – it will tell its own story. Mr Davis is improving & attends to his business tho his eye sight will never be what it was. My sisters wish to be remembered to you. We have all enjoyed everything we can lay our hand on from you, and are always so glad to hear from you. May God bless & keep you & grant you long life and health! Affectionately Julia M. MooresI close in haste you will make all needed corrections. 0072

Letter from Julia Merrill Moores to John Muir, 1895 Feb 2.

[Marked Indianapolis letters ]946 N. Pa. St.,Indianapolis,Feb. 2nd, 1895.My dear Mr. Muir,Our dear friend,Will you take a letter from me in reply to your kind one of the 7th [of] January, instead of one from Janet? We have delayed answering, hoping that she might be able to Write. But somehow she has not accomplished it yet -- and so I set forth. She will write to you when she feels that she can -- for she loves you dearly -- and wants to tell you how happy your letter made her.We have been at home now three months today, and it has been good for Janet to be here. She is very much improved since finding the happiness of home, and you may be very sure that she was, and is, a large part of that happiness. We feel all made over, and rejoice daily in the return of this dear child. She is not entirely well, but so much improved that we have strong hope now that it may not be long until she is her own sweet self again.We are delighted to get the photo of yourself, for we love to keep along with you in the moving years. Alas!some of us are far ahead of you when it comes to grey hairs and wrinkles, and general good-for-nothingness. The likeness is good, but rather thinner than I wished. Janet says the cottage is perfect. It certainly is very delightful looking -- a sweet home for wife and children. We love to think of you all in so lovely a place. And now for something about other folks. Sister Kate is well, and still teaching with all the enthusiasm of younger years. She is up to see us every few days, and always dines with us on Sundays. Mina is well. The Graydons and Ketchams are still holding their own. We hope to see Katy home in April. Janet takes drawing lessons three times a week, and is thus occupied and interested. Merrill is a great strong fellow, weighing 170 lbs. He works hard, is never idle -- but sometimes I wonder whether in the wisest way. He cannot keep out of politics, tho he does not care for the reward himself. Charles keep close to his office and works hard. They are both great comforts to us. When are you coming East? We want to see you in our new home. Will you not sometime bring wife and children to see us? Janet sends great love and thanks for your remembrance.Affectionately,Julia Merrill Moore

Letter from Julia M[errill] Moores to John Muir, 1887 Jan 18.

[in margin: Kate & [illegible] & Merrill & Charles with [love?] remembered][4]nor being very strong. She would prefer private scholars even though she might not make as much._ She writes cheerfully. and longs to see you and your wife. We had not known of more than one little girl _ but I am happy to hear of two. I know how sweet & bright they must be. I thank you for all you say as to writing to the teachers in Oak lawn & San Francisco It is very tired. _ But I do not want to be troublesome. only I feel so safe to know that you are so near. & would be ready if they were in distress to council them. Janet is a dear child - Sweet & loveable. Simple & cheerful. & no fool - You will love her as you did when she was a child. But I will [tire you all out?] & with much love to your wife & dear little girls_ I am affectionatelyJulia M. Moores01253 [1]Indianopolis Jan. 18th 1887My dear friend,I wish I could tell you how happy your kind letter made me. wh came to hand yesterday. A load was lifted from me at once. I thought if Mr. Muir is only in the State where she is - why, I shall not be anxious. How pleasant the confidence we have in our friends! And mine I will admit have begun to be disturbed. I wrote you in Nov. as you know - the very last of the month Janet & her cousin Mary Merrill, set off for Oakland. My brother\u27s boys-whom you may remember-Charley, at least - had [2]gone out the year or more before onto a little place some ten miles from Los Angles- clearing off & fruit planting. then Mother with Annie. who has been an invalid two years, joined her boys & spent a year with them. Annie being most of the time in a sanitarium near by. In Sept. my sister, Mrs. Merrill, came home, leaving Annie & Sam. at Oakland. & Annie near our relatives the Briers. _ Carl had returned to the Bookstore. in Indianapolis. My brother had been unfortunate in business? & some of the rest of us have met with losses.? Mary Merrill felt that she must make her own living. & Janet having been shut up in the house for two months with her ankle, our physician advises a milder climate when she could get sunshine.[illegible][3]Charley had an offer of a situation in the [illegible] bookstore in Geary St. San Francisco - so now. Charley_Janet_Annie Mary & Iain are all in Oak land_ keeping house together _ and waiting to get well - & for an opportunity to teach. That is Mary & Janet would teach, Mary is a brave [illegible] girl-full of fire & pluck & has taught more than a year in our public schools. Janet has been mostly at home- thought she has occasionally had private scholars. & has [illegible] from those for whom she had taught. her Aunt Kate. has had charge of her entire education & few knew from this that it is thorough. She is a fine English & French scholar

Letter from Julia Merrill Moores to [John Muir & Louie Strentzel Muir], 1887 Mar 20.

01209Indianapolis March 20th 18872323 N. Ala. St.My dear friendsMy Janet has written me of the delightful visit. She has been having with you. in your own home_ seeing you & your dear children. talking with you and eating at your table. You may well believe if I could envy my dear child anything it would be this visit to you. But I would not wish my self in her place - only with that I could be there with her. see & talk with you both & know & love you all over again. How hungry we do get for our friends! Sometimes I feel a faintness - an emptiness for those I love who are far from me.[in margin: Miss [Eliza Henricks?] often asks after you very kindly]012592But Janet\u27s seeing you and being in your home. makes me feel almost as if I were there, I am sure that some one whom I shall see before a great while - has seen you and will tell me much that I want to know about you and yours. And I am happy in it. I wish I were so that I could leave my boys. & come out for a few months - settle down near you & pick up the threads & weave all together once more. Thus had I some the last two or three summers with my dear friends at Peekskill. I have seen their faces, sat about their board, heard their talk & renewed the sweet friendship of early years - and now upon earth. I shall see his face 012593no more [ on earth stricken out]. But in our talks he has told me how he longed for Heaven. How he yearned to behold Jesus_ and how many times he could scarce wait to see his Mother - his own Mother who died when he was three years old. Heaven was a seal to him - as earth\u3e and yet how he loved to live_ & with what fervor he did live! _ Of ever I was in doubt or trouble. I had only to write to him. and he helped he. he told me what to do. Ah. This life would be too hard to live if it were not for our friends. I thank God for them daily. I am writing more than I means. I do not want to tire you- only to thank you for 01259 4for all your kindness to my child while she is so far from me. She did want to show her brothers that she could support herself but it seems she cannot find the opportunity near you and I cannot bear to have her go away off to Southern Califor nia. I am like a person with but one foot or hand without her. I want her home again. My boys are well and send love. How they would enjoy your children! Merrill wishes to be remembered to your sister Annie. Kiss the children for their father\u27s friend. I wish we could hope sometime to see you all here. Do you remember that I have some of your botanical specimens in keeping? Sisters Kate & Mina would send love if they knew I was writing.With much love & Many thanks-Julia Merrill Morre

Letter from J[ulia] M[errill] Moores to [John Muir], 1876 Aug 19.

[1] Fort Mackinan August 19th 1876My Dear Friend, Your farewell note of the 2nd of July – after halting at Indianapolis – and learning the way – followed me here. I wander many times if in your wanderings your feet have ever trod this fair island. I should love to think that you had been here. Sister Kate and I left home the last of June – and have been here with our dear Cousins [underlined: the Houghs] – since then. – You may be sure that we have enjoyed ourselves. We were neither of us well- she worn out with her years labor in school – and I – worn with[Page 2]care and sickness. There was no other way then to come off- and we are glad that we did. This is a beautiful place. Not mild enough for you – but very satisfactory to such as we – who see nothing the year round but brick walls and dusty streets! We are living in the garrison – and it is our first experience of military life, Col. Hough is Commander of the Post. Still we do not find it at all disagreeable for there is only one small company of soldiers here. – the most of the regiment having gone out to meet the Sioux.- But the island! It has been a source of delight since we came. We are where we can continually see the Straits of Mackinan – with lakes [ Huren?] & Michigan stretching off on either side. [Page 3]Perhaps you know the [ situation?] of the Fort. Some one hundred and fifty feet almost perpendicularly above the water – built on the rock. A few steps will take us into thickets of evergreens – along shady roads. over arched with maples & oaks or birch. Mossy banks – or hillsides covered with ferns.- Imm[illegibles] – daisies & [illegible]slips – with the slight hare bell’ vary the scene. The side from one side of the island to the other – through these shady lanes – or rather roads. for they wind about in every conceivable way – There is a post boat in which we can sail – or we can get a row boat and row Cousin Charlie will take us around the island. We are at no loss for occupation. all day long we breathe this perfect air and at night sleep as we did when children. 00740[Page 4]But you will think this all a semi civilized home. So I for bear. I am glad to think of you in your beloved valley. When I think of you writing your book it brightens me – I know I can not under stand it as a whole. I shall do with it as I used to when a child – pick out the pretty places’. – Our friends at home are suffering from the heat. My Merrill boy’ is home from Yale. much [in margin: 950] grown & happy to be at rest for awhile. Janet is a darling child sweet & obedient loving to live. Your prince Charlie earned his own money by a year’s work – took himself to the Centennial – stayed a month & brought himself home. The children are a great comfort to me, all of them I know that you will be glad to know it. Miss Hendricks is not well – but none of our friends are who are in the city. Sister K. sends love & wants to see your book. With love J. M. Moore