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Room 56 Borden Block, Chicago, Feby 3d 188 7 My dear and honoured Walt Whitman:— It is less than a year

I was attracted by the curious title "Leaves of Grass", opened the book at random, and my eyes met the

In the "Spring Song" and the "Song of the Depths" my orbit responded to the new attracting sun.

Imagine that I have expressed to you my sincere conviction of what I owe.

The essay is my "first effort," at the age of 30.

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey May 3, '87 Your letter rec'd & welcomed as always—My visit to N Y

was a hasty flash only—I am more & more wretchedly physically disabled, & feel better off here in my

G—but I doubt whether it contains much (or any thing) for you—I can loan you my copy if you wish—I will

certainly keep you posted ab't myself, or any literary movement or change or happening of my work— Walt

shape like "Fancies at Navesink"—that ("November Boughs") is the name, by the by, I think of giving my

summer cottage fund —(dear Boyle, if you see him say I sent my best love & thanks)—I wish you fellows

be put of course to that definite single purpose, & there I shall probably mainly live the rest of my

tainted here, five or six months in the year, at best —As I write Herbert Gilchrist is here sketching in my

oil painting—I hear from Dr Bucke often—nothing now of late from O'Connor , who is still in So: Cal—My

My Dear Walt, As you see by my address I am staying with a great friend of yours.

I posted a copy of my book to you about a week ago: I hope that you will read it and tell me how you

As yet, I have not taken my passage, but I hope to come early in May, and to spend a nice slice of my

White Hall, Ky. 7-9-1887 My dear Mr.

I enclose my address at Yale University delivered before the Alumni & whole College .

As but 15 minutes were allowed, I have barely been able to state my views without discussion.

I have but the moment to return you my thanks—I wish you all happiness. Truly C. M.

front room down stairs, well wrapt up—for though bright & sunny it is a cold freezing day—have had my

usual—ups & downs—had rather a bad day yesterday—lay on the lounge most of the day—now better—the worst is my

time—Spirits & heart though mainly gay, which is the best half of the battle —Love & comfort to you, my

friends—your wives & all—Write often as you can—(monotony is now the word of my life)— Walt Whitman

last three or four weeks, & before returning to London tomorrow I should like to tell you something of my

Before beginning about myself, though,— many thanks for the Lippincott's article.— My Book & I , which

North Sea Interlude," and so it was natural that I should go down to the sea-shore a good deal during my

—then, two or three days ago, I went over to Browney Valley, to see my old friends the coal-miners &

Believe this, of yours most affectionately Ernest Rhys After to-day my address is again Sq.

Camden Oct 26, '87 early P M —have just had my dinner, (plain boil'd beef, potatoes & a roast apple—all

relish'd well) & am now sitting here in my big chair in the little front room —Cold & cloudy out—looks

fuller details)—The Pall Mall Gaz. letter you speak of appears to have erased a sentence or two (showing my

of home helpers) —but even as it is I hope it doesn't bear the construction you speak of—I enclose my

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey June 20 '87 Thank you my friend for the delicious chocolate—I have

it for my breakfast frequently, & enjoy it—Please accept a copy of my little book "Specimen Days" London

My Dear Walt, As you see by my address I am staying with a great friend of yours.

I posted a copy of my book to you about a week ago: I hope that you will read it and tell me how you

As yet, I have not taken my passage, but I hope to come early in May, and to spend a nice slice of my

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

suggests to me impromptu—Yes I am making calculation on a conveniently plann'd & built house, & garden, of my

O'Reilly's, K's & your hands (& any others if any others there be)—putting it in a draught payable to my

order & send it to me here—I feel as if I could suit my wants & tastes better probably deciding & directing

know too how appreciatingly & gratefully I feel ab't their help—& that I appoint you to fully act as my

It appeals to my printer-sense too—is a handsome & generous piece of typography & mechanical book making

well—Mont is married —(I went down Sunday to G to take him Harry home, at his request)—I am still here in my

when I saw you last, but not much different—mentally the same—physically a sad wreck—I am reciting my

visit from Chas Rowley of Manchester yesterday—I am well as usual—Love to you—Spring is tardy here—My

latest from our dear friend O'Connor not knowing whether you will get word directly —I am having one of my

bad spells, but it will probably pass over—I have had my breakfast, (two or three stewed oysters & a

piece of toast)—am sitting here in the little front room down stairs—the sun is shining & my bird singing—I

winter—yet every thing goes on comfortably with me—I am sitting here by the window down stairs, in my

big chair, writing this—(the sun shining outside, & my little canary singing furiously in his cage in

Susan I enclose a letter Herbert sent me some months ago—nothing particular—Ed I still wish to sell my

Camden Nov. 19 '87 Thank you & double-thank you, my dear young man, for your affectionate letter & money

My little canary is singing blithely.

I enclose you my last pieces—Yes, indeed we shall be glad to see you—Mrs D will & I will—Meanwhile love

Eakins is here painting my portrait—it seems strong (I don't know but powerful) & realistic—very different

Camden New Jersey 328 Mickle Street Sept: 1 '87 My dear friend I wish you could take half an hour if

He advertises (Century, Sept. number ) to sell my photo, with autograph.

Go round & see if C will immediately send me copies of the pictures & follow my requests ab't them—Or

I gave it draining regards that fixed it in my mind.

I regard it as a noble work, & am very glad of this rich honor done to my poet, & I want to congratulate

It is a fine, nay a great, work, in my opinion.

Fairchild & her husband are going to drive out & see my Cox photo, some time.

Lovering," Poet Whitman said, "wrote to me about five weeks ago, saying that my Boston friends wished

Lovering, of the Committee on Pensions, who was favorable to the project, and asking my consent.

It was whilst assisting at a surgical operation that I became poisoned throughout my system, after which

I became prostrated by hospital malaria, which finally caused my paralysis."

I received your welcome letter of October the 22 nd —I rejoice that you and my friends at Glendale continue

I enclose my portrait and one for Morse.

I like it because I look in it as if I meant to paint or do my best in that direction!

Give my regards to all enquiring friends especially Tom Harnard and also to M Davies.

London Aug 5. 87 My dear Friend Walt Whitman I write you from the Reading Room of the British Museum.

I have just laid it down and taken up my pen to tell you of the fresh and vigorous fruit your rattling

My address is No 48 Rue d'Orsel Paris. Very affectionately yours Percy Ives.

—McKay, my Phila: publisher, has just been over—paid me $77 for royalties for the last eight months—I

paid the Camden taxes on my shanty to-day $26 —The photos come from Cox all right, & I sign & return

—When you come again, don't forget to bring my Stedman book American Poets —Love to Alma and Al and all

Johnston on September 1, 1887, "He advertises . . . to sell my photo, with autograph.

With me & my affairs no great ripple—I am worldlily comfortable & in good physical condition as usual

of late—I went on to New York—was convoyed by my dear old Quaker friend R Pearsall Smith —had a success

at the lecture 14th (netted $600 for my self—Andrew Carnegie gave $350 for his box)—had a stunning reception

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey U S America Sept: 11 '87 My dear Rhys I suppose you got the copy

Finally I give you the same privilege over the putting together of this, as my other volumes.

I shall expect £10:10s (same as my other vols) and also 10 copies of the "Vistas" bound in roan .

I shall keep it by me for my own reading, & to refresh my memory of those turbulent days.

Camden April 20. '87 My dear Major Mr Gilder of the Century has just sent me Andrew Carnegie's check

for $350 for his box—Making my remuneration $600 for the lecture — Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Major

Friday. 12 Well Road Hampstead London England My dear Walt: I send you three pounds ￡3. the sum being

I am getting ready my pictures (2) for the spring Exhibition.

My Book is getting near though not quite through the press: In one of the last chapters, I added, at

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

Boston March 13th 1887 My dear Sir: I hope you will do us the favor to accept the enclosed invitation

Looking for a favorable reply and a promise to be my guest, I remain Very truly yours Annie Fields Annie

22 '87 Have come over here on a few days' visit to R P Smith on Arch street—Enjoy all—Have just had my

dinner—Mr S is one of my kindest friends.

328 Mickle Street Camden N J April 19 '87 Am here in my little old shanty again, & every thing ab't as

usual —Stood it very well in N Y —it was a good break f'm my monotonous days here, but if I had stayed

Dear old man, I the elder old man have received your Article in the Critic, & send you in return my thanks

blowing softlier & warmlier on your good gray head than here, where it is rocking the elms & ilexes of my

My Dear Mr Whitman It seems to be but yesterday that I saw you riding on the cars talking to the driver

again, it seems ten years, since I felt the old home Your photograph greets me every time I go into my

One of my friends came in the other day & said, "you have still got his picture hung up," & I said "yes

New Mexico, has changed me so My Dear Mr Whitman that you would not recognize me.

on the prairie with no house or food in sight when night came & had nothing to do but to roll up in my

Will you let me do it as my Christmas contribution to your comfort.

My Uncle (W. D O'Connor) left us yesterday with my father, for Washington— very lame and feeble.

30, 1868, Whitman informed Ralph Waldo Emerson that "Proud Music of the Storm" was "put in type for my

I go over this afternoon at urgent request of my friend R. P.

I rec'd $600. for my N. Y. reading. Andrew Carnegie (thro' Gilder) paid $350 for his box. . . .

Camden Nov. 19 '87 My dear Sir I tho't I w'd send you word that Mr Eakins the portrait painter of Phila

suppose will continue off & on all the current month (or more)—so you might tell Miss Wheeler —Also give my

it is growing too dark to write— Sunday forenoon early—Oct 23 —The sun is shining bright—I have had my

breakfast (pann'd oysters toast & coffee) & in half an hour I shall start in my light wagon & Nettie

Give my best regards to Ernest Rhys —a synopsis of his "New Poetry" lecture has been published here in

M Oct: 7 '87 Dear friend Yours with the $12 has reach'd me safely—making $800 altogether sent me by my

late—was out driving yesterday, & shall probably go out for an hour this afternoon—Thanks to you & my

dinner, baked shad & champagne galore —jolly company —enjoy'd all with moderation —No, the Mr Smith, my

Costelloe, my staunchest living woman friend—the Librarian Logan Smith, (now dead) was his brother—Did

have written an acc't to Dr B[ucke] wh' he will send you—I sh'd not wish any such item as that ab't my

alleged opinion of Stedman to be printed — I have no such opinion—My feeling toward S is one of good

87— Yours of March 24 rec'd —also one some 12 days previous—thanks—you ought to have rec'd the MS of my

soon as ready—also two or three printed impr: of the "note" when ready—I am well as usual—delivered my

All my sceptical rejection of creeds and dogmas is giving place to a sense of the eternal fitness of

In my blind unreasoning egotism I mistook the shadow for the substance, and thought that "religion" was

Forgive my illogical desultory manner of writing. I think you will understand all I would convey.

stupid, dont want to think or talk these times—shall emerge soon, & then define what I spoke of in my

last card—Do not come on personally as that would not facilitate—My Specimen Days in America (no "Collect

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey May 25 '87 Thanks & God bless you my dear Sylvester Baxter for your

feeling pretty well as I write—Should most gratefully accept & most intensely enjoy a little spot of my

thank you again, and more specifically, dear E.C., for the help you have so kindly sent me—you and my

I have just had my dinner, (buckwheat cakes, and tea, good).

It is all out of my hands now, and I do hope everything will turn out well.

The P.M.G usually treats me rather cavalierly over my own things: the young fellows who do the literary

Did you ever read his Story of My Heart?

I, too, often doubt any absolute empire, even the most cosmic, over the human will: that is my feeling

disagreeable item in it, relating to the pub'n of y'r book, has been already written to you ab't by R—My

—I expect to go on to New York to speak my "Death of Lincoln" piece, Thursday afternoon next—Probably

the shake up will do me good—I drove over last evening to spend a couple of hours with my friends Mr

to be borne in mind,(& warmly borne in mind) by a few dear NY friends—Sunny & summery weather here & my

Vistas completed in turn, my cup will be overflowing indeed.

by it badly—feel it to-day worse than yet—have had a few mouthfuls of dinner, & am sitting here in my

your letter & O'C[onnor]'s to you —H[erbert] G[ilchrist] is here painting, & Morse sculping—I enclose my

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey Jan: 25 '87—noon My dear friend Arthur The box (Oranges) has just

different from usual late years, but older, more broken & paralyzed—I have a little old cottage of my

Sir, Having added the Editorship of this Magazine to my duties on the Pall Mall Gazette my thoughts at

new with me—a dark sulky day outside, cold yet not quite cold enough to freeze—no visitors—have had my

thro' a snow storm) just before sunset—So you see I do get around some—(when I am helped—not much of my

Office of The Boston Herald, Boston, Mass., June 21, 188 7 My dear friend: Yours of the 18th received

send more in a few days by calling in the amounts already subscribed as speedily as the pressure of my