Letter from John Muir to Sarah Muir Galloway, ca 1860 Dec 1-21

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[4]I thought I would make my bed tip up at any time I pleased for I would sometimes get up at two or three and sometimes at seven it only required one or two days to make it the machinery consists of two rough levers and a knotty cotton string and an iron thin one a clock [pendulum?] The string is attached to a clock set on my washstand I have a little lamplighter to made of two or three little sticks At half past five I am mercilessly set upon my feet waking or sleeping and at the same instant I have a light There is a notice of it in one of the papers I have not seen it but I guess I will hunt it up and send it to you Dear Davie I do most devout -ly desire you to write me a long letter There is much her to lead me away from God I ask to be remem- bered at the throne of grace God bless you my dear sister and dear Brother and your little ones A very affectionate goodbye00248[1]my very dear Sarah sister I hope you and your pretty dear Davie are well and your family I am quite well myself. I think it strange that you and Davie have not sent me a letter long ago. I sent you one from Madison surely you have not received it I am in the world now I dont think I know how I like it I guess it has woed me better than I could expect but most of its love is very hollow I believe, since I left I have never been able to mark the flight of time It seems like seven or eight days since I left home and seems like seven or eight years and it seems like a dream I hardly ever know what day it is or what month it is or what year I dont often think where I am and I dont think I care much I dont think