Tell me about your trip to Yosemite, a place that was difficult to reach and more difficult to tour.
Yes, Mrs. Stanton and I planned carefully for our trip. We each had fine set of linen bloomers made so we could ride astride the mules that would take us down into the canyon and on to visit its wonders. Alas, Mrs. Stanton was too stout to ride, and so she walked the six miles. When I reached our destination at the bottom I had Mr. Hitchens, our host, supply my guide with lunch and tea to take back up the path to refresh Mrs. Stanton. About six o’clock her party arrived arrived with Mrs. Stanton pretty near jelly.
For Sunday morning’s devotion I rode with Mr. Hitchens and others, but not dear Mrs. Stanton, two-and-a-half miles to Mirror Lake, and there waited to see the coming of the sun over the rocky spires, reflected in the placid water. Such glory mortal never beheld elsewhere.
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