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March 25, 188 3 Walt Whitman My old time friend Do you ever think of the boy that you found sick in the

My Dearest Friend: Lazy me, that have been thinking letters to you instead of writing them!

But they do: I am as sure of that as of my own existence. When will men begin to understand them?

of the sea and I seem to remember such a place near Lynn Regis, where I was thirty years ago, when my

My little book on Mary Lamb just out—will send you a copy in a day or two.

I am still struggling along, striving to say something which, if I can say it to my mind, will be useful—will

This is my excuse for profering proffering this request and I entertain the hope that you will graciously

, Dear Sir, I wrote to you a week since, as to call upon you and since I have received no I presume my

My former letter was, then, a formal request for permission to see you.

Your permission would be a favor and, if it must be so, your denial would put an end to my suspense.

.— I enclose you my professional card.

after a fair trial I do not succeed in earning a living in this way I shall probably drift back into my

Would you forgive my suggesting, as a sufficient reply to your adverse critics, the the insertion of

New York, March 14, 188 3 My Dear Mr Whitman Enclosed please find CK check for $12.

Whitman I am writing to ask you to send me the two volumes of your writings which you sent my sister

I feel the confidence of me of those friends that you will find no presumption in my writing thus, &

My acquaintance with 'Leaves of Grass' dates from my early university days some ten years ago, when having

obliged to you for the trouble you have taken, and deeply interested in the book, for which I shall write my

I presume that my name in the book is in the author's handwriting, if so I shall value it the more.

Saturday afternoon 14 July '83 My dearest Brother I rec'd received your card and Book, some little time

I took a notion all at once to send my pictures, I have not been very prompt have I Walt about the pictures

Vermont Saturday afternoon June 16 Are you well enough my dear brother for me to send you my love and

London Ont Ontario Canada Dec December 17th 83 1883 My Dear Old Friend: Your postals came "OK" and found

Haven't heard from home directly but once since my arrival.

London Ont Ontario Canada, Nov November 28– 83 1883 My Dear Old Friend: I arrived here safely Saturday

I am up in my little room writing this while my patients are sadly pacing up and down the hall.

Have 42 men in my charge. Will have to close for the present so good-bye.

My Dear Walt: Your card to hand last night, with its sad account of dear Mrs.

Very glad, my dear old Walt, to see your strong familiar handwriting again; it does one good, it's so

John Burroughs was very violent against my intaglio; on the other hand, Alma Tadema —our great painter

My portrait represents him standing firmly, in a scarlet hunting-coat well stained with many a wet chase

I have long meant to build up something of you from my studies, adding colour.

29Queries to My 70th Year (1888).

The lines were revised and published as Queries to My Seventieth Year in 1888. [Here fretful]

I think it would lengthen my days to see you once more.

him better than I expected, looks coarse & strong & healthy, has a sort of husky voice like a sea captain

I have written a short sketch as the result of my sea-shore sojourn, for the Boston "Wheelman" a new

Eldridge thinks that my publishers are dealing honestly with me.

When one of my books was published they sold the first 6 months 733 copies.

Osgood would gladly undertake my books; so would Dodd Mead & Co of Fine day here to-day, but have had

If you preferred you could have your bed here in my shanty—a large comfortable room on the brink of the

hill, fifty yards from the house, where my books and papers are, and where I spend most of my time.

My Carlyle article goes into the August Century. I am adding a page about Mrs.

New Jersey Sept 21 st Dear Walt: I am down here for a week or two, under the direction of my Dr, taking

Now mainly what I write for is this, to ask you to come up & be my guest for a week.

I could not have gone in any case, my wife was ill in bed & I had to go to Delaware Co County to examine

My own health is nothing to brag of, I thought the trouble was with my nervous system, but the doctor

finds it in my arterial; arteries hard & brittle, danger from apoplexy &c.

I have given up eating meat & have otherwise changed my habits—shall probably go out home in the spring

Peking, February 3rd— 188: My dear Mr.

have read was a mere newspaper exaggeration, and in sending you this wish, I send the assurances of my

New York Sept 14 '83 My dear Sir; Dr.

I am at present very busy as I want to complete my critical history of American literature as soon as

Greenport Dec 23 Dear Brother Walter I received a letter from you last night and an order for my annual

thing about it in your letter I am not feeling well at all this winter not sick abed but a pain in my

expect pains and aches as we are growing old but I am thankful I am no worse can get around and do my

.00004xxx.00319My Canary Birdabout 1888poetryhandwritten1 leaf; This is a manuscript draft of the poem, My

My Canary Bird

1888poetryhandwritten1 leaf; Draft of a poem later revised and published under the title Queries to My

My Seventieth Year

"The later years of the last century," he tells us, "found the Van Velsor family, my mother's side, living

My father's side—probably the fifth generation from the first English arrivals in New England—were at

"In February, 1873," he tells us, "I was stricken down by paralysis, gave up my desk, and emigrated to

And it is to my life here that I, perhaps, owe partial recovery (a sort of second wind, or semi-renewal

young hickory sapling out there—to sway and yield to its tough-limber upright stem—haply to get into my

Asylum for the Insane, London, 18th March 188 3 My dear Walt I return you today the proof in pages I

you can particularly the adverse ones —You do not say anything about sending copies as I asked you in my

I take it for granted meantime that you will attend to this—and also that you will have balance of my

Asylum for the Insane, London, 20th March 188 3 My dear Walt I have this afternoon received, read, and

You left out my remarks on "Children of Adam", I believe they were good but I acquiesce—your additions

But still, for the Lord's sake, spare my ch iii pt ii as much as possible.

I wish you would speak to M c Kay about the circulars he was to print for me in re my vol. "W. W."

We are all well here, I am up to my eyes in work, have to write my annual report in the next two weeks

Asylum for the Insane, London, 28th May 188 3 My dear Walt I have had the book a couple of days and have

credit than the Author —I am really surprised at the tact and judgement you have displayed in putting my

I suppose McKay will send me a statement (all in good time) showing my financial position as toward the

Bucke's WW done at last,—all bound & ready—seems to look very well—to-day I enter on my sixty-fifth year

Asylum for the Insane, London, 9th May 188 3 My dear Walt I returned home last evening and found plate

I am up to my eyes in work R M Bucke Richard Maurice Bucke to Walt Whitman, 9 May 1883

My dear Mr.

Philadelphia, 2 Mo. 23 188 3 Walt Whitman Camden NJ My dear friend I claim the privileges of the name

Robert Pearsall Smith Two hundred Shares of the Capital Stock of the Sierra Bella Mining Co standing in my

name on the books of the said Company, and do hereby constitute and appoint Robert Pearsall Smith my

Whitman This certificate of Sierra Grande Mining Stock is to be returned to Robert Pearsall Smith at my

.— The old house in which my father's grand parents lived, (and their parents probably before them, )

—Some of them are yet represented by descendants in New England My father's grandfather was quite a large

—My father's father I never saw.— Mother's family lived only two or three miles from West Hills—on a

—Her mother 's (my great grandmother's) maiden name was Mary Woolley, and her father Capt: Williams,

the lampblack and oil with which the canvass covering of the stage was painted, would make me.— After my

I was rather amused (when I told some of my friends at home that I had seen you), at the ideas they seemed

to have of my object in calling on you.

It might have been my friend as well as myself who called but I had the opportunity.

I cannot very well leave my ship just now so I post it to you, he would have liked to have sent a more

17unc.00012xxx.00486Then my mother hastening1883-1888prose1 leafhandwritten; This manuscript contains

Then my mother hastening

My dear friend and master— I am at last able to send you the lecture, which I have now got published

I have appended to my lecture a transl. translation of the Song of the Answerer, & in getting this translation

astonished at the amount of discussion it gave rise to, between myself & a German friend who looked over my

I had hoped great things from Gladstone's government, but that accursed Egyptian war opened my eyes finally

And yet I did not always see my way to these views myself.

Dresden '83 My dear Master I got your post card last Tuesday morning.

Yet in writing my essay, I had no thought of him, nor had mentioned him.

As to my translation of the I am now ready to cooperate with any competent German, i.e.

Perhaps my essay when published may lead to something. I got Dr. Bucke's book.

I will send him my essay when it appears. Nothing more to say now.

My essay has not much translation in it, but I think of appending a complete transl. translation of some

If you have time & patience to read my review I should be extremely obliged if you would tell me whether

with regard to the above question, I shall esteem it a great kindness; & in any case I assure you of my

I spend my evenings altogether at the hospitals— my days often.

He is of my own party; and my politicshave been from my youth essentiallythe same ashis own.

Who 1,arns my Lesson complete.

My hands, my limbs grow nerveless.

The lecture closed with the recitation by the author of his grandly pathetic ' lament, O Captain, my

'My foothold is tenon'd and mortis'd in granite; I laugh at what you call dissolution; And I know the

, my Captain,' 'When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloomed.'

What I experience or portray shall go from my composition without a shred of my composition.

You shall stand by my side and look in the mirror with me.'

place with my own day here.'

anecdote of Lady Dilke too pleased me) — Every thing goes on pretty much the same with us here in Camden—my

sister quite up to her standard of health—not plus , but not minus either—my brother a little on the

My books doing—L. of G. sales have been good— Specimen Days not so good yet, but I am satisfied.

I have been a reader of your writings for the last ten years or so and have in my humble way done my

(Indeed I have evinced the sincerity of my belief in you by going farther in its expression than most

Not in the slightest degree do I regret taking this step for I look upon you as one of my teachers and

as such owe you my debt of gratitude)" (The Library of Congress, Washington D.C.).

It is a very warm Sunday afternoon—as I write up in my third story south room— W W Walt Whitman to Anne

I have just mailed you my two Volumes, Leaves of Grass and Specimen Days —Won't you kindly send me a

He was living in what my memory pictures as almost a slum, & his bedroom was not exactly tidy.

living near a railroad— —I am well as usual— WW London Ont Ontario Canada, Nov November 28– 83 1883 My

I am up in my little room writing this while my patients are sadly pacing up and down the hall.

Have 42 men in my charge. Will have to close for the present so good-bye.