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—"Step-along, my bullies!" Come, bullies, hop, now! hop now!" (9 Mixture of passengers .

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.

I for my part will advise him to collect and send on the whole amount as soon as he possibly can.

I am sure we shall all be quite satisfied with yr plans, for my part I am pleased that you are going

arranged that my contribution be my expenses to Camden & board bills there helping you get domicilled

(I built my own study out in Ohio when a lad).

But I shan't impart my surmise to any one else.

Advertiser Office Boston Aug. 1 1887 My dear Sir: I have lately been spending happy days with my dear

Returning home I found on my table the papers and pamphlet, and photogravure photograph of yourself,

The portrait hangs now on my wall in my little book-lined den at Waltham, where I may see it whenever

I raise my eyes from my work.

With profound gratitude for your especial notice of my faulty work, and a deep sense of obligation for

may say that at this meeting I had the pleasure of hearing several warm admirers of yourself discuss my

Perhaps in its printed form my article may stimulate others to enquire.

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."

picture of Wilson Barrett, the English actor, having upon it, inscribed in bold sign-manual: "I place my

"Tell them," he said, "that in my mind I feel quite vigorous; but that in body I am well used up with

My best help however has come in my old age & paralysis from the Br: Islands.

into fiction of a very little amt of fact—in spirit it is altogether, & in letter mainly untrue (abt my

My income from my books, (royalties &c.) does not reach $100 a year.

I am now in my 69th year—living plainly but very comfortably in a little wooden cottage of my own, good

Best thanks and love to all my British helpers, readers & defenders. Walt Whitman to William T.

Y. to speak my piece [Lincoln Lecture] April 14.

Camden May 6th 1887 Major Pond has written to me fixing dates for my proposed Boston (including I believe

Dillingham Co: New York), he writes of Whitman: "Whitman gave a few readings under my management during

Aug 30 '87 I remain anchor'd here in my big chair—Have you read the Bacon-Shakspere résumé in the last

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

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. . . .

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

July 11, '87 I went off yesterday on a ten-mile drive to Glendale, to my friends the Staffords' house

Rhys writes me that the Walter Scott, Eng[lish] pub's, will bring out my "Spec: Days" in one vol. & "

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

fill'd with gratitude & pleasure at the prospect of having a country or perhaps sea shore shanty of my

Camden Nov. 29 [1887] latter p m As I write I am sitting in my big chair— cold to-day here—sunny however—Morse

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

Saturday 3 P M Showery & coolish here the last two days—I am now sitting here by the open window—have had my

she was a real friend of mine & appreciater of L of G. but not aware how deep and good—you have rec'd my

thing take its course—I do not expect the bill to pass—I am ab't as usual—a bodily wreck—did you get "My

I am well as usual—hot here—am sitting here by the window as I write—ate my dinner with appetite—heard

But I have not suggested or exprest expressed myself well in my book unless I have in a sort included

I was very happy—I don't think I was at my best with him—he always did most of the talking—I am sure

E. and all, I consider not only a victor-event in my life, but it is an after-explanation of so much

My dear friend, I think I know R.W.E. better than anybody else knows him—and loved him in proportion,

that "Emerson inspired the first poems of Whitman," and that Whitman had confided to him in 1860: "My

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.

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

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

—not intended to be polished off—left purposely a little in the rough— I suppose you rec'd my cards—You

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

O'C[onnor] is in Wash'n, very poorly, but have not got word thence of his arrival —I am just going to my

relics I think may be worth while—for you —Fine sunny weather here to day, & I have been out in it with my

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

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey Sept: 14 '87 I am ab't as usual—have just had my dinner, a slice

Whitman, late in life, said to Horace Traubel: "[I] take my Ruskin with some qualifications."

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

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

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.

acknowledged receipt of the books on March 12, 1887 and sent the poet $30 as thanks for a copy of "O Captain

My Captain!" that Whitman copied by hand and sent along with the books to the historian.

from O'Connor —when I do I will tell you—I write or send papers or something every day —Have just had my

feeling it—H G. is here painting—Morse is here—I shall send you the copy of S D soon—Have just had my

June 21 —and now a second copy same—write me a line please to say whether they reach you safely—I send my

feeling comfortable & hearty—took quite a drive yesterday afternoon & out to supper in the evening to my

My canary is singing loud & fast, as I write—Cloudy half-dripping weather, promising cold—clear skies

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

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

beautiful & interesting Bugle Echoes which has just reached me—Please send this to F F Browne with my

Mountain Side," "Ethiopia Saluting the Colors," "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd," and "O Captain

My Captain!"

Camden NJ April 8 1887 Yes—I hereby give my consent to the inclusion of the four pieces mentioned in

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

two "Leaves" in public —pleasant ride there & back in carriage—was paid—Love to dear J[essie] —O how my

Camden June 13 '87 Am pretty well to-day (after being under the weather the past week)—Nothing new in my

Camden April 13 12:40 P M Am middling well—go this afternoon to New York, to deliver my lecture commemorative