With Walt Whitman in Camden vol. 1 (1906)

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Wednesday, April 4, 1888.

W. not so well."I am not down in the mouth about it," he explained, "but I am still jealous of that tramp: I suppose he's bummin' along somewhere on the road eatin' apples and feelin' drowsy and doin' as he pleases—and here am I in this room growlin' with a bellyache. What is the use of poetry or anything else if a man must have a bellyache with it?"

W. gave me an old letter from Linton. "This stuck its head out from a bunch over there this morning and I grabbed it. Take it along—put it among your souvenirs. That bunch of your souvenirs must be getting a bay window on it."

New Haven, Conn., May 19, 1875.

My Dear Whitman:

     Why have I not written to you? Why has not spring come? I have waited for that, waiting a little also till I could get through some work which would have made me uncompanionable.
     Now—I go to New York on Saturday June 5 to the Century meeting and remain in New York till Tuesday or Wednesday after. Can not you meet me so as to return

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home with me? Apple blossoms surely will be out by then, and some summer warmth to enable you to enjoy your hammock (did I tell you I have one?) on the piazza. I want you here and to set you to rights. Can you come then (not for a night or two but to stay indefinitely) or will you rather come later?
     Do which may best suit you; but come; and let me know as near as you can when I may look for you.

Affectionately yours

W. J. Linton.

     I want a copy of your Mystic Trumpeter for England.

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