Sunday Aug 4 1895
I am today upon the top of Mt. Pilatus, over 6000 feet high, and having a splendid time. The scenery is magnificent and the air bracing. Little musical themes chase through my brain, and among others this one from the American Symphony:
This expresses my exhilaration and good feeling. Down below Hartford, although it has not been definitely decided. I trust you and your family are well & that you are enjoying the summer & getting rest & strength.
With regards, I remain,
Very truly yours,
John S. Camp
The enclosed flower was picked by me from the highest point on Mt. Pilatus this morning