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When I spoke of the beauty of the river at sunset he remarked: "Ah!

it is good to be with the river—good: the river mends us: is good for many things more than one thing

described some old experiences in the mountains about Bushkill—the great vistas—particularly the rivers

And I know best of all the rivers—the grand, sweeping, curving, gently undulating rivers. Oh!

the memories of rivers—the Hudson—the Ohio—the Mississippi!

The Hudson is quite another critter—the neatest, sweetest, most delicate, clearest, cleanest river in

Rivers! Oh the rivers!

which has been blowing in my window all the day long," and he added, "Last night we went down to the river

The river was rich in boats—I have rarely seen it more so."

But learned he had passed a good day and got his outing,—"the good hour by the river."

smoke curling lazily from high slender chimneys, the silver-rimmed moon, the one lustrous star, the river

And then, "I have had a great outing, too: down to the river; the day had such an irresistible quality

s again—found him just returned from the river—sitting in the chair, directly in front of the step, facing

"We sat by the river for a long time.

It seems to be a quiet day on the river—less movement, activity—fewer boats—and I did not regret it:

some comment on the beautiful day, we started off, and he was wheeled along in his chair towards the river

The day had "seized" him he said, "powerfully"—"this evening especially—and down by the river" but—"I

And proceeded to tell him of the river as I came across tonight: the cold and early moon—the full-sailed

sloop—the cutter swinging in the tide—the tug puffing its way up the river—multiplied beauties that

I cannot think of a rarer experience than one I met on the river Saguenay, up there in Canada.

The river's water is an inky black—a curious study, I believe, to this day to the scientific men: take

Denver is phenomenal for its background—its ample background: not much of a river there, but a river

He tried to name me one of the Western rivers—a Greek name—but it "failed" him.

I urged him to go out and to the river, by all means—and he assenting—"as soon as it is a little cooler

He had been down to the river. I told him of Talcott Williams' note, saying he had a report of W.'

Went into warm and fine discourse of "the grandeur of river sights—sounds: the waters, skies, the big

Met Coit at Broad Street Station—with him across river and to Whitman's this hour.

But W. demurred: "America—her clouds, her rivers, her woods—all her origin, purpose, ideals; let it be

That is a beautiful country, both sides—Port Huron, Sarnia—the river between. The noble river!

But the levee at New Orleans—its own type—curious among river fronts—certainly in America."

"But in a little while we are going down to the river—Ed and I."

Had been down to the river. I gave him my father's translation of the German article.

While sitting there we heard the play of the whistling buoy down the river at one of the ship-yards at

I never realized a demonstration of the sort that was as striking as on the Saguenay river, up in Canada

He dwelt with eloquent voice upon the aspect of the river.

"The mere air this evening is a blessed thing to breathe in—but the river seemed rarely fine—I watched

We have had quite a jaunt down along the river.

"The river was there—the great city opposite.

He had observed how the Pennsylvania Railroad was extending its wharves out into the river.

Would go to the river at sundown.We spoke somewhat of the "Annex to Annex" of "Leaves of Grass," but

W. not at home—had gone to the river with Warren about an hour before.

Just the other day he was complaining of the restrictions against bathing along the river front, and

Had been down to the river.

is a thing built, not a current flowing: his is a structure, grown story by story: yours a limpid river

When I asked him if he was on his way home—he said laughing—"I am on my way to the river—which is as

electric had become the general light in Philadelphia and "wondering if the lights along the bank of the river—up

It seemed less the suggestion of a river than of a country flooded—except that the stream came down without

At once across the river—up to Bush's in 6th Avenue elevated—to 18th.

"Look at the river, lying off there—flowing—and the city across—and the mist.

And by and by we turned to the left and to the river.

He remarked sails of schooners—and masts, a slight line into the mists—far up the river.

Difficulty getting to river, on account of mud, it having rained very hard today.

Met somebody along the river line who asked him to go yachting.

"Is the general closed-inness of things I see out my window here prevailing in Philadelphia—on the river—as

buildings which had "struck me with admiration"—and "The grass even more than the trees out there by the river—oh

"And the way down and down—and then the river, too!" His manner rather pensive, if not sad.

I used to count him one of my best friends on the river."

"Yes," he said, to my question, "Yes, I have been out—down to the river: and how beautiful—oh!

"The river is my elixir," he finally said—"and such."

Had only limited time for getting across the river to the train. Sunday, May 5, 1889

Expressed rejoicing at getting to the river. "It was a grand trip—a grand evening, too.

"I suppose nothing startling is going on—yet the countless rills run on, the rivers, the seas flow and

Had read "Concord River" and "Saturday" sketches.

Yes, if I keep as I am I may very easily get over the river."

The sky, the river, the sun—they are my curatives."

I described the trip across the river this evening: the new moon— "a thin semicircular strip of a thing

of slender cloud overhead: the water full of mobile reflections: the electric lights up along the river's

The electric lights are new since my time: there were never any along the river's front as I knew it.

To the east, looking up or down, was the winding, solemn, inevitable river, confused northward among

heavy but mists hung lightly, lacily, upon the horizon—the sun setting in cold color and the flowing river

On the river remarked the beauty of the night.

"We have come from the river again—were right down to the water's edge—lintered there a long time, breathing

suggestiveness of this beautiful evening—twilight—the trees across the way there—the clouded northern sky—the river

"By and by we shall go to the river." When I left he gave me the package to mail.

He hunted me out down by the river, where we sat a long time. The heat was intense.

great discomfort, going out in the hottest hour—prefers his chair "in the cool of the evening—by the river

"I was out a long time today—it was mild—sweet: we went to the river—saw it go past—the sky above—across

Had sat in his chair here on the river bank and noted across there great buildings new to his eye—"undoubtedly

in New York—they were—many of them—horrible ramshackles, almost ready to tumble pell-mell into the river

Philadelphia is not bad, either—how could it be, with such a noble river?

W. said: "We have been down to the river again—and it was so fine!—so full!

himself, saying like a child, bound to comfort himself with something—"It was very fine down at the river