I must thank you very cordially for your great kindness in sending me the p.c. of Decr 19th 18902 which I received on New Year's Day.
I cannot tell you how heart-sorry I am to learn that at the time of writing it you were so poorly, & I sincerely hope that by this time you are feeling better, & are freer from the pain & distress of those internal complications which trouble you. loc.02455.004.jpg While I was saddened by the knowledge that you were suffering physical pain I was deeply touched by the fact that in the midst of it all you should kindly think of me & write me such a tender & loving note, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for this act of self-denying thoughtful friendliness which I regard as a signal proof of your affection for me. God bless you for this & for everything else I owe to you!
The other day I received a letter from Mrs Harrison3 of Bideford to whom I sent a copy of my "Notes"—she is a daughter of the late Charles Kingsley4 & writes under the nom de plume of "Lucas Malet"—in which she says:— loc.02455.005.jpg "It is most interesting to get fresh, first-hand impressions of a man whom one so deeply admires as I admire Walt Whitman. He is too big, too unconventional, ever to become popular, I fancy, either here or in the United States. But his thought, filtered through the minds of those few who admire & love him, may help to 'leaven the lump,' I hope, as time goes on. I read him with increasing sympathy &, I think, profit. But he writes in a language of his own & must be understood in a sense of his own;"
I sent a traced copy of your p.c. to Mr. Wallace5 & he will probably write to you
loc.02455.006.jpgBy the way it may amuse you to know that in consequence of the extent of my "Whitman correspondence" he has jokingly dubbed me "Organising Secretary of the International Whitman Society"!
We had a pleasant New Year's Day here—a hard frost with crisp, clean atmosphere. There is a great Carnival on New Year's Eve among the Bolton people who assemble in thousands on the Town Hall Square—the great central open space in the town—to listen to the band which plays on the Town Hall steps from 11-15 pm until after midnight & upon the last stroke of 12 everybody wishes loc.02455.007.jpg everybody else a "Happy New Year," the band then playing "Hail, Smiling morn!" & afterwards "Auld Lang Syne," the "Hallelujah Chorus" & "God Save the Queen." Then the "fair" begins and the Saturnalia last three days.
I hope you all received the Christmas papers I sent & that they afforded you a little amusement.
I notice a paragraph in this week's Academy (London) announcing that you are now engaged in the preparation of your new volume, Farewell, My Fancy!6
There is a loan collection of pictures on exhibition at loc.02455.008.jpg a newly opened museum here & this afternoon our Librarian suggested that I should send Sydney Morse's7 large portrait of you to it.
In the syllabus of the "Bolton Internation Club" I notice that Mr Duncan8 is put down to give a paper on "Walt Whitman" in April next.
Mr Wallace has just been here for half an hour's chat after posting his letter to you. He tells me that he has also sent you a copy of the Manchester Weekly Times containing an loc.02455.009.jpg article on Bolton which I intended sending to you.
And now as it is close upon mail time I must bring this letter to an end by again expressing the hope that you are keeping better & sending you my heartiest sympathy & good wishes & wishing you all a "Happy New Year"
With best regards to all your household & with heart-love to yourself
I remain Yours affectionately J Johnston loc.02455.010.jpg loc.02455.001_large.jpg loc.02455.002_large.jpgCorrespondent:
Dr. John Johnston (1852–1927)
of Annan, Dumfriesshire, Scotland, was a physician, photographer, and avid
cyclist. Johnston was trained in Edinburgh and served as a hospital surgeon in
West Bromwich for two years before moving to Bolton, England, in 1876. Johnston
worked as a general practitioner in Bolton and as an instructor of ambulance
classes for the Lancashire and Yorkshire Railways. He served at Whalley Military
Hospital during World War I and became Medical Superintendent of Townley's
Hospital in 1917 (John Anson, "Bolton's Illustrious Doctor Johnston—a man
of many talents," Bolton News [March 28, 2021]; Paul
Salveson, Moorlands, Memories, and Reflections: A Centenary
Celebration of Allen Clarke's Moorlands and Memories [Lancashire
Loominary, 2020]). Johnston, along with the architect James W. Wallace, founded
the "Bolton College" of English admirers of the poet. Johnston and Wallace
corresponded with Whitman and with Horace Traubel and other members of the
Whitman circle in the United States, and they separately visited the poet and
published memoirs of their trips in John Johnston and James William Wallace, Visits to Walt Whitman in 1890–1891 by Two Lancashire
Friends (London: Allen and Unwin, 1917). For more information on
Johnston, see Larry D. Griffin, "Johnston, Dr. John (1852–1927)," Walt
Whitman: An Encyclopedia, ed. J.R. LeMaster and Donald D. Kummings (New
York: Garland Publishing, 1998).