Not a word yet from Willy Gurd.1 I expect he is working day & night almost to get his gas meter made as soon as may be. A lull generally here, no letters and no excitement of any kind, having a quiet time and getting a rest except that there is quite a bit of daily asylum work to attend to. By & by when the gas meter is done I suppose there will be excitement enough to make up for this quiet. I am still reading Brockden Brown's2 novels, he has the funniest stilted stile I ever read—mechanical—as if his sentences were made by a strawcutter—ground out of the machine. We are having a delightful warm, quiet rain—the grass has become green in the last two days. I smell the summer coming! Hurrah!3
Love to you always R M Bucke loc_es.00570.jpgCorrespondent:
Richard Maurice Bucke (1837–1902) was a
Canadian physician and psychiatrist who grew close to Whitman after reading Leaves of Grass in 1867 (and later memorizing it) and
meeting the poet in Camden a decade later. Even before meeting Whitman, Bucke
claimed in 1872 that a reading of Leaves of Grass led him
to experience "cosmic consciousness" and an overwhelming sense of epiphany.
Bucke became the poet's first biographer with Walt
Whitman (Philadelphia: David McKay, 1883), and he later served as one
of his medical advisors and literary executors. For more on the relationship of
Bucke and Whitman, see Howard Nelson, "Bucke, Richard Maurice," Walt Whitman: An
Encyclopedia, ed. J.R. LeMaster and Donald D. Kummings (New York:
Garland Publishing, 1998).