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Continues the deathly whiteness.

Ingersoll said to W. once, "I don't like death—it is so white—so still!"

William will have to step down and out for good. ["Good-bye, William!"

Bucke and William and I were face to face. William looked up at us.

Then again: "But William? what of William?

William!"

"About William?"

Frank Williams in to see me today—gratified to learn W. had an idea of new volume.

When I reminded him he thought I had best see to the matter at once tomorrow.Frank Williams much pleased

Also gave me to mail letter for Kennedy, papers for Bucke and others.As to Frank Williams' joy that W

"That," he said, "must have been written by William Walsh—perhaps Harry. I guess William, however.

"Literary Symposia" up: Professor Parkhurst, Miss Repplier, Owen Wister, Frank Williams and Lincoln Eyre

Talcott Williams has just been here," he reported, "and we had a good talk—about his trip, his return

Then Williams was a radical Republican? He laughed again.

O'Connor saying she had not yet heard from the publishers concerning William's book.

Burleigh, Frank Cauffman, Harrison Morris, William Sloane Kennedy, Harry Bonsall, George Gould, Mrs.

Talcott Williams, Dwight Williams. W. jollied me because I had not arrived in season for supper.

Bucke was here too, and if William O'Connor was here—especially William—our love-feast would be complete

William mentions you.

William will die with a hurrah on his lips."

William always has the effect of the open air upon me," said W.

"Next to getting out of my room here is to stay in my room and get a letter from William.

I don't know which contains the most open air—William or out-doors.

For years past he has seemed to be unable to get adjusted to the immensities of William's perspective

He asked me: "Do you notice that sickness has such different effects on William and John?

John exaggerates his trouble: William, who is much worse off, makes light of it—seems not in the least

He said: "I carry it about in my heart—carry it—yes: and William, too.

William is fresh every day: never seems to get stale with time." Thursday, September 27th, 1888.

The other jewels were letters from William Michael Rossetti and Mrs.

Watson Gilder to W. and a never-delivered letter from William Swinton to Charles Sumner "to introduce

Richard talked about you with William M.

While I was reading the Swinton letter W. said: "William just let himself go—kept nothing vital back.

Would you have supposed the school-bookman—Swinton—William—could ever so forget himself—wax so eloquent

William has recovered his mental balance, and is once more rational; as he says, the "hallucinations"

W. said: "Every hour of every day William dwells with me here."

I said: "William was hungry for details of your life here."

poor William!" he cried. Then: "I send him a little word almost every day."

I said: "William says you have never taken proper care of yourself."

The table spread almost the length of the big room.The first to arrive were Brinton and Frank Williams

Then, when the time came, we suggested to Boyle and Frank Williams, that as a committee they support

Subsequently came Harned, Talcott Williams, Weir Mitchell, H. L. T.

Williams turned in his speech to Ingersoll and said: "Perhaps in the future world our friend will be

Several fellows came up to the carriage for a final hand-shaking—Ingersoll, Talcott Williams, Bush &c

"Read it and send it direct to William or bring it back so I can do so." Any news from Washington?

["William was right: the Doctor had no right to do it!"]

["That's so, William! and a good many other virtues, too!"]

it was indeed all that William says and more!

He was never so unerring as William!"]I write with a dreadful pen and bad ink.

Morris told me today of Tom White's new enthusiasm over L. of G.Leaves of Grass, to him a new book.

W. looked greater than himself—if that could be—for the new white shirt, now much undone for disrobing

s "pink-white skin"—making much of it.

He was rather indignant that still no word has come from Talcott Williams.

W. said, "I have the feeling that I have somewhere met him—perhaps at Frank Williams'—coming to see the

"Morse, Kennedy, John, William—all silent!"

It did once stand in front of the President's house—the White House: now I hear it has been removed.

Williams, a friend, for McAlister and Mr. Harned, and both were now here.

, more lightly, more quickly—the mouth open, now and then twitching—his color all gone and death's white

As to William O'Connor's idea of Shakespeare, I don't know.

I don't know how far I was prepared to follow William in this, but it always seemed to me a profound

To William O'Connor that was the spirit which moved the writer of the plays."

(Philadelphia Press, January 29, 1891.)Talcott Williams probably wrote it.

digression, "I sent a note to the Critic today for their holiday number—about four lines, telling about William's

Better than Macaulay, too, was William O'Connor.

edited; & The Brazen Android was sent to the Atlantic Monthly, & partly in type when recalled by William

I hope it will be the only one, for I hope they will accept.I am glad you spoke of the picture of William

whom you brought to see me.An invitation (W. by letter and I a card) to meet Miss Gale, at Talcott Williams

The great country, in fact, is the country of free labor—of free laborers: negro, white, Chinese, or

Everything is white with snow but the sun has been clear and dazzling all day.

the dear and loved ones gone before.I have just written to Walt thanking him for the Preface to William's

much.Thank you for your many kindnesses.Can you give me a hint, as to a good, and just the right title to William's

O'Connor's "solicitations of counsel about William's book," had "by the accident been so postponed, perhaps

William is in the best sense an orator—is eminently passionate, pictorial, electric.

Williams is also a book man—profoundly so—the most bookish of all my friends, I believe (to use the word

This letter he handed to me with the remark: "It is one of the most splendid of all William's splendid

Then: "William could not do even the comparatively innocent things without the air, the authority, of

I said to W.: "I suppose William is right about Emerson.

I said: "Walt: do you like the William Morris books?"

Faithfully,William D.

"That sounds like a call to battle: no one could do that more wonderfully than William."

I said: "You and William evidently run afoul of each other over Poe."

William is a vehement expounder, propounder: won't let a fellow off with compromises, half measures."

We took dinner with Morris and Frank Williams at Reisser's—debating there vehemently Whitman's philosophy

Morris and Williams had met us. When finding Ingersoll was upstairs, they were for going away.

Bonsall, Carl Edelheim and daughter, Frank Williams, Harrison S.

Morris, William Ingram, William Ingram, Jr. Most of these and others assembled in the wings.

Among those present were Harned and wife, Clifford, Bucke, Morris, Williams, Williamson, Johnston and

William is a torrent—he sweeps everything before him.

I don't believe William ever wrote an inconsequential letter—ever wrote in a muffled key: ever was commonplace

firing both sides and fore and aft: no man in America carries as big an armament for controversy as William—can

For, after all, William is a lover: after all? yes—and before all, too." Friday, April 20, 1888.

Then when I said she seemed to have a piety not known to William, W. said, "Yes, she has it—it is a bite

William had nothing of it—was free, great, expansive in all deeps, paths.

My main impulse was to authoritatively clap it down forever that this was my love for William and by

'The Brazen Android' I have never seen, though William made the notes for it before he knew me."

wrong in pretty nearly everything they touch—men like Willie Winter, Dick Stoddard, Richard Grant White—that

It has color, radiance; color is such an element in me—red, white.

"I have not received a single letter from anybody the whole day," W. said, "but I have written to William

He shook his head: "Poor William! poor O'Connor!

W. smiled: "I admit that 'sthat's ambiguous: but I could n'tcouldn't name William's real politics: he

"William was a strong, an ardent, anti-slavery man: he was a Republican—worked with the Fremont party

William is never a half-way man: he has the temperament of a soldier.

anything new from William?" He said: "No—but that reminds me."

this four or five days ago: each day I have forgotten to give it to you: it's an old letter from William

["A little like death to me, too, William, since I was away! Oh those sacred evenings!"]

["It was not so written, William: but other things, perhaps better things, were written!"]

["And so it is, William—so it must be always: though there never was any Pathfinder—never were many things

"Yes—one of the right sort: Frank Williams: he was over.

W. then asked: "What did you make out of William's letter—the one I gave you yesterday?

William's enemies always felt that an earthquake had occurred after he had blown one of his lambasting

"Now, William, don't be too hard on 'em!" "Chadwick! heaven help 'im!"

William was always in the thick of danger: was always the first in and the last out of a fight."

Frank Williams writes me thus:Drexel Building, Room 333,PhiladelphiaNov 28/90My dear Traubel:I am much

Talcott Williams was over today.

—yet not loth to consider it possible himself, I am sure.I received today this note from Talcott Williams

see Walt Whitman before I can get over will you see what you can do about thisYours trulyTalcott Williams

At dinner at Reisser's, with Morris and Frank Williams. Discussed Tuesday.

He advised me, "Go to anybody on the Press—go to the City Editor— anybody—not to Williams particularly

I do not know if Williams would be favorably disposed to this."

Soon the fellows commenced to float in—Morris, Frank Williams, Eakins, O'Donovan, Harry Walsh, etc. etc

Williams, and so getting his place.

being put into an armchair—from which he again saluted individuals by name where he could—Frank Williams

Talcott Williams came over—with him a Doctor Schweinitz. I have his card upstairs.

"How that reminds me of William Swinton!

William liked the 'Open Road' poem, 'Blue Ontario's Shore'—some others, but these particularly."

I told Walt that William Lloyd Garrison was to speak in Philadelphia on the 31st.

William can see truth at a glance—can instantly probe to the heart of experience, fact.

"That may seem extreme about William, but it's not so extreme as not to be all true.

Suddenly lifted his head off the pillow: "That reminds me, Horace—I laid an old letter of William's out

"It is true I read everything that is written by William O'Connor with great absorption—to me, it is

all a great ship under full sail, grandly sailing whatever seas—William's writing always this.

And yet William has said to me here—written me, too—as if himself convinced there was something, if not

William R.

I have anxious letters from Gilder and Rome.Morris and Williams again anxiously in Bank this forenoon

Frank Williams heard from Stedman briefly today but with no mention of W., from which Williams concludes

s friends—deciding upon Ingersoll, Brinton, Bucke and Harned—with Frank Williams to read from old scriptures

Greenhalgh, William M. Law, W. Dixon, Thos. Shorrock, Sam Hodgkinson, F. R. C. Hutton, T.

Ferguson, William Pimblett, Richard Curwen.

In afternoon I met with Brinton, Williams (Frank) and Morris and talked over affairs at Williams' office

Then he added: "What a difference there is between William's and Maurice's letters!

Maurice has no distinct talent that way: William seems to have every talent."

O'Connor.W. said: "William's imagination is copious: he can make heavy of the lightest thing—yes, and

William is rather cuter in all that than Maurice: his great talents all lay in that direction: but as

William himself says there, it was a thing for Maurice to finally decide for himself."

Then he advised me: "I think you should write William—when you have five minutes and the spirit moves

William!"

Adding to this after a pause: "Frank Williams was here today—came in with your friend Harrison Morris

Here W. interluded an expression of pleasure at having "the brief glimpse of Williams and Morris."

W. said again: "I'd like you to look carefully into the Walsh matter: William and Morris took it very

In trimming the plates, & (if yet to be done) trim them, especially No: 1, and No: 4, a little more white

From its framework of thin white hair and flowing beard, the face of the venerable bard peers out, not

s designs: 1000 white envelopes, 200 with this inscription: WALT WHITMAN CAMDEN New Jersey U S AMERICA

W. slept—looked pretty fairly, with a good flush on his cheeks—hand out on cover, white and thin.

Learned of Frank Williams' mention of the latter in America this week but have not seen it yet.

William told me of someone in Washington who said to him: 'I'm willing to have you call the damn book

Then again: "But William? what of William?

Then of O'Connor again: "Poor William: it is dreadful news indeed!"

"Bucke says we make too much of our fears concerning William."

Bucke shook his head over William.