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August 24th 1878 My dear Walt Whitman I am not overfond of letter-writing—rather hate it indeed—I am
As to myself I am pretty well for my time of life—sixty nine on the sixth of this month—but somewhat
troubled about my eyes—for I am not only the shortest-sighted man in England—but have a great black island
However my oculist informs me that I shall not go blind, & bids me as much as possible spare my eyes,
My younger son Lionel (whom you inquire about) was married to the daughter of F.
My Dearest Friend: I feel as if I didn't a bit deserve the glorious budget you sent me yesterday, for
live amongst anywhere in the world—and in this respect it has been good to give up having a home of my
outdoor life & the entirely simple, unpretending, cordial, friendly ways of Concord & its inhabitants won my
My Dearest Friend: The days are slipping away so pleasantly here that weeks are gone before I know it
Never in my life have I enjoyed outdoor pleasures more—I hardly think, so much—enhanced as they are by
A long letter from my sister in England tells me Per. looks well and happy & is so proud of his little
MY DEAREST FRIEND: I had a lingering hope —till Herby went south again—that I should have a letter from
I expect Herby has described our neighbours to you—specially Levi Bryant, the father of my hostess—a
Chadwick, &c., from New York, with whom I have pleasant chats daily when I trudge up to fetch my letters—now
If one's patient has an ache or pain, the nurse whistles for the student (my whistle is 2).
One of my patients has empyema following pleurisy.
Several of my patients (I have all the very sick just now) require very careful watching.
Please give my love to Mrs. Whitman & remember me to Colonel Whitman.
If it were not for records accumulating mountain high I should have time to write to my friends.
thanks—and if I may impose on your generosity I should be please pleased to have a lett letter for my
The Daily Tribune Denver, Colorado, Mch 27th 187 8 Mr Walt Whitman My Dear Sir I am one of those ubiquitous
Now if you could take a peep into my album, which I have been over fifteen years in making, and see my
If you have made a rule never to reply to requests of this kind, please make an exception in my case
My winter's work of lecturing is over now; I have had a very pleasant time of it—though living a rather
I made the last my headquarters, and then went once a week to York, twice to Sheffield and gave a lecture
I am staying here now with my friend Cotterill who has just returned from African explorations.
Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my
(Carpenter recalls this in his My Days and Dreams, Being Autobiographical Notes [London: G.
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
I have received my bible and I think a grate great eal deal of it I think it is very nice indeed.
but pop thinks I had better go to haddonfield I think I will come down next week if i can, I must end my
letter so it is good by my Dear Friend.
I must end my letter now so it is good by bye Elmer E.
My Dear Sir, I saw Mr.
I have confessed to Burroughs my admiration of the spirit you have breathed into the air, to enlarge
At times, I have had an intense longing to express my gratitude to you yourself; & it was a sharp disappointment
collection, however, your contribution would have to conform to the more usual rhythms at least as far as "Captain
, my Captain!"
Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my
"O Captain! My Captain!"
reckon,’ he adds, with quaint colloquial arrogance, ‘I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my
afternoons and sitting by him, and he liked to have me—liked to put out his arm and lay his hand on my
were hurt by being blamed by his officers for something he was entirely innocent of—said ‘I never in my
Walt: You know that I have written to you last, and I cannot tell how it is that you will not answer my
stoped stopped to until I you know that I cannot enjoy myselfe myself any more at home, if I go up in my
I will have to close my letter, as the paper is running on so adieu if I never hear from you will think
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
you will , you I bit this I am in such a hurry I hav have to write fast but I will show you some of my
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
saw one of them today, and he asked me if I was coming any more, and I told him that I hat had went my
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
My Dear, Dear, Friend, I received the rubarb rhubarb to-day, it came just in time: I have been sick for
thinking for about two months that I would like to be something, and I that than tryed tried to it, my
to-night down here, it hasn't come too soon either things were kneeding needing will make so me improve my
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
have said that I would not write to you any more (until you wrote to me), but I have got some more of my
Monday morning Lucas stoped stopped me as I was coming from the pond with a pail of watter water (on my
Lucas at the in the morning and give him my answer was no, of corse course , I told him that I could
not work for any less than my board he did not think I could earn that I guess for he left me and went
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
SCOVEL, 113 Arch Street, Camden, N.J., Feby 23, 1878 Walt Whitman Esq My Dear "Old Boy" James M.
The baby is lying on the lounge in my room as I write, I hear him nestle & see that his eyes are open
I could convey no idea to you of how it affects my soul.
I got it, looked into it with wonder, and felt that here was something that touched on depths of my humanity
He work'd worked at my father's, and had done so for two years.
I could convey no idea to you of how it affects my soul.
I got it, looked into it with wonder, and felt that here was something that touched on depths of my humanity
Connecticut I am well and so is my Family.
My health is better than it has been in some time I have a little place here and are triing trying hard
But my doubts being settled a little I can find occupation, and that will cure my sickening laziness—indeed
several new steps are clearly indicated in my farm operations.
My crop is fair—my renters did so well by high, warm land early planted—my own cotton started off in
My instinct has always been against immortality; this a state of probation &c My idea has always been
I've got my old renter the Methodist (local) preacher on Two Rivulets.
My boy is running my plow—preparing ground for our usual cotton crop—somehow there seems never to be
Do you share my astonishment?
Ba "My course runs below the soundings of plummets".
I wish to keep J.B.s book, and I sent part pay ($1) in my Feb-letter.
You'll know the name— the tenant who makes my grain on my home farm, for 6 or more years, is still engaged—he
, I wrote you a two-page letter (with scrap codicil ) on August 14 1875, giving you the " theory of my
have prompted me to ask you if it would be necessary for my theory to be abandoned "!
And now seeing how my laziness is growing on me so much, the question comes to me thus— will you let
me resign my commission ?
I tender you my resignation of the Lieutenant .
Well I sold my cotton bales. The market . Compelled to sell to get money tax.
Then I can it to my friends—and one's self likes to read a good book over many times—that is if one's
anything, and I always distrusted getting right names from our composite, mongrel population, and also my
published in Blackwood's Magazine —it was copied by an American newspaper which accidentally fell into my
sometimes nips ahead and sometimees sometimes tuck but in the main we are all right as long as I only have my
will and would like very much to see you whenever you feel as if you could come or any of the rest of my
I feel myself growing old and failing every day but my health has been better this winter than usual
and think, 'Well, this great thing has been, and all that is now left of it is the feeble print upon my
brain, the little th rill which memory will send along my nerves, mine and my neighbours'; as we live
reading them, can be attached to their opinion at page 8 of the report R OBERT S PENCER OBINSON In my
radiation, &c. as to its fitness, appropriateness, advantage (or disadvantage) with reference to me , to my
This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou mightest not lose
If the Spirit moves me, I will give you my opinion of the book when I have read it carefully that is
if you should care to know my opinion.
My dear Sir: A short time ago while on a visit to New York I happened one evening to find your Leaves
Bayard Taylor's library: and taking it with me to my room at the hotel I spent a night of glory and delight
purchase a copy (which please mail to the above address) I cannot resist the temptation to render you also my
the person which your pages so unreservedly make, yet I feel sure that I understand you therein, and my
Louis, Oct 27th 1878 My dear Walt Tis a long time since I have heard from any of you—but I suppose all
well until we had a "cold wave" about two weeks ago—since that time I have felt the very best—and too my
go and get well as quick as she can—I hope to hear in a day or two that she is all well again Give my
Aug 9 '78 My dear Tennyson The last letter I sent you was Sept 14 '76, (nearly two years ago) to which
I also sent my Two Vols: new edition—having rec'd received your subscription of 5£ (with an intimation
Camden Thursday afternoon March 28 My dear friends I am still grunting & unable to go out Walt Whitman
with me—Though the rheumatism is not severe—any thing like its first attack—it still keeps its hold—my
Tuesday, (two perfect days) —& expect to be down there next Sunday— —The Staffords are all about as usual—My
Poetry in America"—(it is a Vol: Volume of Bohn's Standard Library)—It is a good collection—he gives my
third story room,—just after 4 p m—my sister down stairs sewing—it is very quiet in the house, almost
lonesome—my brother away far in Pennsylvania at his work—& no, or very few visitors lately—The weather
about Herb's picture, he calls September Days —(name not very good, but will do)—Picture itself, in my
treatment no following of any thing Herb has done before — Our folks are well as usual—(it is toward noon)—My
sister is off to church somewhere—brother down stairs balancing his acct's accounts —I up here in my
431 Stevens street Camden N J July 11 p m My dear friend I kept staying & staying in N Y (four weeks
altogether)—but took the 4 p m train yesterday & had a fine run to Philadelphia—So here I am to-day today in my
a great accumulation of letters—all those of the past month—so you will understand several things (my
going down to White Horse Saturday —No letter from Bee yet—I suppose you the Tribune of July 4 with my
friend All about as usual— Rec'd received a London letter day before yesterday, purchasing six sets of my
remitting the pay —(come in good for Christmas pocket money)— Spent last evening till midnight with my
her—But you will see them—they return to London, Canada, in a few days—Your & Herby's letters rec'd —My
Camden Sunday afternoon May 19 My dear friend I came up last night from a three days visit to White Horse
will last me a long while—got home about one o'clock, (it has now just struck four)—consequence of my
afternoon, down by the creek —Passed between sauntering —the hickory saplings —& " Honor is the subject of my
explanation of the last three lines, ask Herby—) I am glad Bee gets on so well (but I expected it) & my
Very well they look too, in my opinion—not only handsome & open-eyed, and fresh & independent, with wit
noted that Whitman was fond of quoting Cassius's speech to Brutus, "Well, honour is the subject of my
morning—thanks—Nothing very new with me—I continue well—have had the best summer for several years—My
I think Mrs Stafford is only middling—(I havn't haven't been at White Horse now for a fortnight) —My
431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Dec 12 My dear friend As the holidays come on I would like to make
—Change my base a good deal—but this is my centre & p o address W.W. Walt Whitman to George W.
I have to-day today forwarded by mail, to same address as this card, my Two Vols.
I remember I sent you on the 29th of April last some circulars, slips, price-advertisements &c. of my
Camden New Jersey U S America April 29 '78 Dear Sir In answer to yours of 14th—I send by mail postpaid my
me—I am only middling well, but go about—rheumatism not yet subdued—threatens to partially disable my
good outdoor days there—Have had a pretty severe attack of what appears to be (mostly) rheumatism in my
right shoulder—more pain to me last night than I have before felt any time, I think, in my whole life—besides
Ed, Harry & Debby, &c. well—Mr S. pretty well— Saturday & Sunday lots of Company —Am writing this in my