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66 [[vertical annotation in red in left margin]] California [[/left margin]] and some mexicans amongst cow-boys and train men at the few stops. Jan 3. We are in [[red underline]] California, [[/red underline]] no more snow. Green scant grass, green slopes of mountains. But sky is gray and landscape looks winter in Flanders because trees are leafless, except now and then a cluster of eucalyptus or some lonely palm tree. Sacramento with its ugly station building and ramshackle surroundings where a vain attempt has been made to brace up the squalidness of this part of the city by planting [[red underline]] here and there a palm tree. [[/red underline]] Then marshes and green fields. The well kept ferry at Sa Pablo Bay [[end page]] [[start page]] 69 then the final Ferry to S. Francisco. Cloudy, rainy [[strikethrough]] los [[/strikethrough]] appearance. Then [[red underline]] San Francis Hotel [[/red underline]] comfortable and pleasant room. I notice that [[red underline]] prices [[/red underline]] charged in restaurants are [[red underline]] decidedly less than in New York. [[/red underline]] Jan 4. [[red underline]] Gould [[/red underline]] has called at hotel to invite me for lunch. [red underline]] Newspapers had [[/red underline]] published my arrival. A stroll thru city, also visit to Municipal center and library Some inscriptions of library "To be content with what we possess in the greatest of all richess." "Happiness depends in a great measure on the choice of our company." "Gold can be taken away but knowledge is thine forever."" [[two large red exclamation points in left margin next to above quote]] "The true University of these days in a collection of books." "Books bear the messages of the wisest of mankind to all generations of men."