I Am Well Again, I

He Had Gone To The Higher Sierras... [about Ralph Waldo Emerson's Death]

I Only Went Out For A Walk And Finally Concluded To Stay Out Till Sundown, For Going Out, I Found, Was Really Going In.

Nature In Her Green, Tranquil Woods Heals And Soothes All Afflictions.

We Are In The Mountains And They Are In Us, Kindling Enthusiasm, Making Every Nerve Quiver, Filling Every Pore And Cell Of Us....how Glorious A Conversion, So Complete And Wholesome It Is, Scarce Memory Enough Of Old Bondage Days Left As A Standpoint To View It From! In This Newness Of Life We Seem To Have Been So Always

There Are No Accidents In Nature.