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Manchester Road
Bolton. England1
May 23rd, 1891.
3.20pm.
My Dear Old Friend,
I have nothing particular to say but I cannot let the mail go without a word of greeting & cheer to you.
My loving salutation to you, dearest & best of Friends!
This is a glorious day here—warm, benignant sunshine & balmy
zephyrs—the best we have had for weeks. I have just returned from a
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long round of professional visits, had dinner & attended to my consultations
in the surgery & snatch a few minutes of leisure while waiting for my horse,
to write a few lines to you.
During the past few days you have been much in my mind & I keep wondering how you are keeping, hoping you are better & sometimes fearing that you may be worse & I anticipate the next news about you with some anxiety
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This has been quite an eventful week for Wallace2 & me—a p.c. & magazine from you a letter from you3 (to J.W.W) & letters from Dr Bucke4 and Warry5 to JWW & a letter & parcel of magazines from H.L.T.6 to me all in one week!
This weekend (Whit-week) is a general holiday in Bolton—for everybody but the doctors!—& J.W.W is spending it quietly at home—(But there's my horse so I must stop a while—)
Later.
A sunless afternoon followed by a heavy
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shower of rain which the thirsty vegetation has drunk up eagerly. Oh, how beautiful Nature
now looks robed in her garmenture of fresh, transparent greenery in all varieties of tints!
Would that her resurrection from her hibernal sleep might be symbolical of your recovery from your long winter of depression & lethargy.
It pained me greatly to read in your letter to Wallace that you were at "a very low ebb" & I sincerely trust that by this time the waters have begun to "Come in again."
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Dr Bucke says that he will probably be in England in June or July7 & that he will come & see us.
I need not say how glad we shall all be to see him & give him such a welcome as we can.
His visit will be something to be remembered by us all—
By the time you get this your Birthday8 will be over & we hope that you will be none the worse of the excitement attending it. (Probably glad it is over.)
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Pardon this scrappy letter which is simply sent as a token of my loving sympathy and affection greeting
With kindest regards to all of your house & with best heart love to yourself
I remain Yours affectionately J JohnstonTo Walt Whitman
P.S. I have sent a copy of the NE Mag, my "notes"9 & some of my "Whitman" photos to the Editor of the Review of Reviews10
JJ
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Correspondent:
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).