Title: John Newton Johnson to Walt Whitman, 5 August 1876
Date: August 5, 1876
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Location: The Charles E. Feinberg Collection of the Papers of Walt Whitman, 1839–1919, Library of Congress, Washington, D.C.
Whitman Archive ID: loc.01856
Contributors to digital file: Alex Kinnaman, Jonathan Y. Cheng, Elizabeth Lorang, John Schwaninger, and Nicole Gray
Aug 5 1876
431 Stevens St
If all people could derive a practical Theory of Living, from the incident noted [20?] years ago, of the European Nobleman, who being imprisoned solitarily in a dark dungeon; conquered his tedium, by continually throwing away and recovering a lot of brass pins! How often restlessness produces criminality! How fortunate to leave to be content with doing nearly nothing—with [illegible] My soul, for twenty [illegible] [purturbability?]!"— [illegible] remain gentlemanly [illegible]
J. N. J.
John Newton Johnson was a colorful and eccentric self-styled philosopher from rural Alabama. There are about thirty letters from Johnson in the Charles E. Feinberg Collection of the Papers of Walt Whitman, 1839–1919 (Library of Congress, Washington, D.C.), but unfortunately there are no replies extant, although Whitman wrote frequently for a period of approximately fifteen years. When Johnson wrote for the first time on August 13, 1874, he was forty-two, "gray as a rat," as he would say in another letter from September 13: a former Rebel soldier with an income between $300 and $400 annually, though before the war he had been "a slaveholding youthful 'patriarch.'" He informed Whitman in the August letter that during the past summer he had bought Leaves of Grass and after a momentary suspicion that the bookseller should be "hung for swindling," he discovered the mystery of Whitman's verse, and "I assure you I was soon 'cavorting' round and asserting that the $3 book was worth $50 if it could not be replaced, (Now Laugh)." He offered either to sell Whitman's poetry and turn over to him all profits or to lend him money. On October 7, 1874, after describing Guntersville, Alabama, a town near his farm from which he often mailed his letters to Whitman, he commented: "Orthodoxy flourishes with the usual lack of flowers or fruit." See also Charles N. Elliot, Walt Whitman as Man, Poet and Friend (Boston: R. G. Badger, 1915), 125–130.