Your letter was forwarded to me in New York, whence I have just
returned. I fancy you had a more satisfactory outing than I. I never
heard of the Big Sur river nor of "Arbolado." But I'm glad you went
there, for I'm hearing so much about Hetch Hetchy that I'm tired of
it. I'm helping the San Francisco crowd (a little) to "ruin" it.
* * * * *
I'm glad to know that you still expect to go to the mine. Success or
failure, it is better than the Mint, and you ought to live in the
mountains where you can climb things whenever you want to.
Of course I know nothing of Neale's business--you'd better write to
him if he has not filled your order. I suppose you know that volumes
eleven and twelve are not included in the "set."
If you care to write to me again please do so at once as I am going
away, probably to South America, but if we have a row with Mexico
before I start I shall go there first. I want to see something going
on. I've no notion of how long I shall remain away.
With love to Carlt and Sloots,
Affectionately,
AMBROSE.
[Washington, D. C.,
September 10, 1913.]