Percival Lowell
This is the nearest echo of the den. I hope the newly planted flowers are up and the others upper. A pleasing postcard signed by several French people greeted me here expressing their enjoyment in reading Mars et ses Canaux and looking forward to more this year.
April 5. Snow on the continental divide, on the ground and falling—train on time at Albuquerque, one hour late at Flag. Flag colder than I had supposed it would be.
April 6. Hyacinths just ready to welcome. Crocuses out in the plots before the dark room and the study.
San Francisco peaks covered down through the upper pastures, and the snow blowing off the peaks yesterday in fine volcano style.
The cow-calf of Venus, a dear. Another calf born on Apr. 2 to the white-faced cow, a bull-calf.
Lohse accepts the book, "Mars the Abode of Life"; so send him a copy with my card, also two or three copies here. He writes that he knows the Kaiser to be interested in astronomy, especially Mars, but has not heard of any decoration. The whole thing is odd, is it not?
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