Title: Walt Whitman to Ellen M. O'Connor, 23 February 
Date: Febuary 23, 1874
Source: The transcription presented here is derived from Walt Whitman, The Correspondence, ed. Edwin Haviland Miller (New York: New York University Press, 1961–1977), 2:279. For a description of the editorial rationale behind our treatment of the correspondence, see our statement of editorial policy.
Location: The Henry W. and Albert A. Berg Collection of English and American Literature, New York Public Library
Whitman Archive ID: nyp.00328
Contributors to digital file: Kenneth M. Price, Elizabeth Lorang, Kathryn Kruger, Zachary King, and Eric Conrad
431 Stevens st.
Feb. 23—2½ p.m.1
I write mostly to send the pictures—you needn't hurry at all about returning them—not that I have any thing special to write about. It has not been well with me now for some ten days—not even as well as usual—Still I am up & around every day. I suffer much with my head, & locomotion is more clumsy & paralyzed even than usual—But my inward feeling & faith are not seriously demoralized yet. We are having it warm & bright & spring like here at present—very attractive out, but my head prevents me going out with any good enjoyment of it. My nieces are well—the one with the hair a la Chinois is California, (Jessie,) the younger—the other is Mannahatta—Jeff is still at St. Louis, full of work—both my brothers have plenty of noble, manly work, & very remunerative. I have just heard from John Burroughs—he is full of house—