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Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 10 December 1866

  • Date: December 10, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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Dearest Mother, I have grown better the last four or five days, & don't have that pain in my head now

It has got pretty cold here the last two days—I wear my big old overcoat.

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 12 June 1866

  • Date: June 12, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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be careful of yourselves—it is very healthy here this summer—I havn't been troubled by the heat yet—my

have half a dozen—so you see I am coming out—had quite a clearing out the other day, collected all my

duds & socks, & boots & slippers &c &c. into a great heap—and when Sally, our black girl, brought up my

em all off home—there was nothing but what was all give out, though— There is nothing new with me in my

much—I think he would find it pleasant to come here for a few days, even this season—Well, dear mother, my

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 13 November 1866

  • Date: November 13, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

I send my love to Jeff & George & Mat & all. Walt.

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 16 November 1866

  • Date: November 16, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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I was appointed last Wednesday, my new grade & pay commence on Nov. 1st—I haven't got a letter from home

has gone to New York—he is badly afflicted with sore eyes, & has gone there to see the best oculists— My

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 16 October 1866 (?)

  • Date: October 16, 1866 (?)
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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Then I feel sure it tells the meaning better than any of the former editions—My enemies, & those who

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 18 December 1866

  • Date: December 18, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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Every thing here with me remains the same—I am free from the distress in my head—Mrs.

Grayson is very sick—she sent my old washerwoman, old Aunt Kitty, around this morning to see if I had

any of "that bread my mother used to send me"—I suppose she meant the sweet Dyer bread—I gave her a

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 20 November 1866

  • Date: November 20, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Dearest mother, I suppose you got two letters from me last week, Wednesday & Saturday—My cold still troubles

neuralgia—but I guess I shall get over it—I have good meals, I do not cook for myself, at present—but get my

forming on one of his eyes, & will have to undergo a surgical operation—Mother, I told you all about my

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 24 December 1866

  • Date: December 24, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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good of them all —I have not had any trouble myself, worth mentioning—the dinner has been got up at my

The puppy thought I suppose that he could get his letter printed, & injure me & my book.

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 26 June 1866

  • Date: June 26, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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hear from Han, but I suppose she is getting along in the same old way—As I am writing this letter at my

how funny the world is governed—& lots of queer doings that outsiders never dream of— Well, mother, my

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 27 November 1866

  • Date: November 27, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Wednesday—I am better than I was last week—not as well as I would like to be, but well enough to keep on with my

It is beautiful weather here to-day—I have got my new trowsers—$20!!—only think of that!

—it is lucky I wear my clothes a long while— Walt.

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 29 June 1866

  • Date: June 29, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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fight—I carry an umbrella, and if the sun gets to fall on me good & strong, any of the real hot days, my

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 3 December 1866

  • Date: December 3, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

For the last two days I have felt a good deal better—My head is much better, & I feel more like myself

Walt Whitman to Louisa Van Velsor Whitman, 4 December 1866

  • Date: December 4, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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One of my fellow clerks has taken a seat for me, & made me a present of it—the play is "Queen Elisabeth

I am writing this by my big window, where I can look out on the water—the sun is shining bright as silver

Walt Whitman to Richard J. Hinton, 3 November 1866

  • Date: November 3, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Dear Hinton, The bearer, my friend, Mr.

Walt Whitman to Theodore F. Dwight, 20 October 1866

  • Date: October 20, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

Dwight, | My dear Sir, Your letter has come to hand, & I have to say in reply, that a new edition of

Walt Whitman to Thomas Jefferson Whitman, 7 May 1866

  • Date: May 7, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

My hospitals are dwindled down to a small force—but there are plenty of cases to occupy me a couple of

yet—Jeff, I wish I could now & then be home & see you all, even if was only a couple of hours— Give my

Lane, and the Doctor —I send my love to Mat & the little girls.

Annotations Text:

O'Connor related in a letter on November 24, 1863, that the Count had said to her recently: "My Gott,

Mason, who "used to be in my party on the Water Works."

According to his letter to Jeff on January 30, 1865, Whitman wrote to "Captain" Mason the same day; on

Walt Whitman to William D. O'Connor, 26 August 1866

  • Date: August 26, 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
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agents before I return—I shall probably return about the 12th of September— When I arrived here, I found my

I doubt whether the article will be accepted in the Galaxy —don't know who edits it—I send my love to

same to Charles Eldridge —I hope to be able to write to Nelly —I wish you when you write to say I send my

And now for a while, my dear friend, Farewell. Walt. Walt Whitman to William D.

Walt Whitman to William D. O'Connor, September (?) 1866

  • Date: September (?) 1866
  • Creator(s): Walt Whitman
Text:

[My ambition is] to give something to our literature which will be our own; with neither foreign spirit

Walt Whitman's Drum-Taps

  • Date: March 1866
  • Creator(s): B.
Text:

"One doubt nauseous undulating like a snake, crawl'd on the ground before me, Continually preceding my

and near, (rousing, even in dreams, a devilish exultation, and all the old mad joy, in the depths of my

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