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My pens are very elusive, like my handkerchiefs—I have uncountable dozens of them somewhere about the

Do you know, whether the ice is broken or not, into my bath I go every day of my life?’

Brooklyn–25 Feb 1868 to attorney general's office wash. my dear Walter i got your letter all safe to

next week) George had to make a paym ent the other day and had to take all he had to make it out) give my

Tuesday 1868 November 10 My dear Walter i have received your letter to day although it was short it was

suffered very much so pressed for breath poor little boy it made me feel real sad he and Janey was up in my

My condition is drawing genera l attention, and the old querie query is asked me; "has she no friend?

Respecting public opinion of my services toward her, a neighbour neighbor of twenty years lately remarked

My dear dear Walt i sat down and let every thing go to write this it seems so long since i have written

married is certainly the last one you would think as he always was set in his way) but as you say by my

My dear Walt although i have had a pretty hard day yet i felt as if i wanted to write a line before i

doctors on tuesday Tuesday all right Dr enos is dead i suppose you s ee in the papers very suddenly my

Nearly all "the boys" were present with two friends & the reading of my notes &c which took place in

has been commissioned to express this to you by letter which he will do probably by next mail Pardon my

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

Sep 1891 My dear Walt Whitman, Gloriously fine here today, but too warm.

letters are always like a cordial to me, & in their zealous, ever kind, & busy comradeship appeal to my

with the right direction so you can write to Harry London Ont Ontario Canada Dec December 17th 83 1883 My

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

As I write, the sun is out, & my bird singing—I have had my dinner, mutton-stew, onions, & greens—(I

I have just sent off the copy for my new vol volume : think I shall stick to "Signs & Seasons" for the

He wanted my opinion about the argument of the essay, so I told him that I never felt like quarreling

We are all well, I am hearty, very glad to get home again after my run in the East—though I enjoyed my

book will be soon out now— Saturday—noon—Aug. 31 —Suppose Dick has reach'd home by this time—give him my

proof (not to be printed, I fancy, soon)—also just rec'd f'm Century a little eight line poemet proof, "My

Whitman's poem "My 71st Year" was published in the November 1889 issue of Century Illustrated Monthly

Find my folk all well and the asylum in good shape—a lot of work had accumulated which it will take a

immensely valuable and that we shall eventually carry our plans through—the only subject of regret on my

heart, lungs, kidneys—(those, according to him, are all right)—thinks it indeed not improbable that my

dear baby— Walt Whitman Frank, I wish to be remembered to Arnold Johnson in the office—tell him I sent my

attack of illness, somewhat severe, the last few days—& I have been sort of nurse & doctor—(as none of my

character of democratic art & poetic literature, as discriminated from aristocratic—quotes freely from all my

dinner—the shoemaker has been over for his pitcher of cider—and there I hear Ruth calling me to come to my

dinner—so I must bid good bye to you for the present, & God bless you, my darling son— W W I think of

spell I must write to you—I don't have any such spells—& seems to me it is time you grew out of them—my

write you something cheerful—I have been in all day—quite a deep snow & the wind blowing—I here in my

84 My Dear Mr.

that—well, it is no blemish of course in magnificent strain of elemental music, But you might consider my

So my seeing him on way to Philadelphia is out of question. Nothing definite yet as to Wallace.

(Pleas'd to my soul at death I cry,) Our life is closed, our life begins, The long, long anchorage we

(Pleas'd to my soul at death I cry,) Our life is closed, our life begins, The long, long anchorage we

My window hyacinths in fragrant bloom. (honey bunches) W. S. K.

If convenient please give the bearer, for the Photo: Process Co: for me, the negative of the photo: my

Street Camden New Jersey May 26 '82 Dear Sir Yours rec'd received —I accordingly mail you a copy of my

431 Stevens Street Camden Jan: 26 '82— Evn'g Evening Thank you, my dear friend, for sending Washington

Booth and the Old Bowery —which article I reserve the right to include & print in future collections of my

The Herald, New York, Sept 23, 188 8 My Dear Whitman: How can I tell whether this brings pleasant or

Walt Whitman— My Dear Friend: I enclose a P.O. order for $10, in payment for a copy of your last book

—There are no later or fuller prints of my books than those you have —I contemplate a final compacted

New Jersey March 7 '82 Dear Madam Returning here last evening I have mailed to you the two Volumes of my

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey May 11 '87 I send today by mail—same address as this—my Volume 'Leaves

Yes, my friend, I will supply you with some little out-door sketches—three, possibly four—for your paper

back of this letter to draft "Grand is the Seen," a poem that was first published in his book Good-Bye My

now, if he does not object, will draw up this check for the half of it: I'm obliged to be cautious: my

I do not like to write this way but I think you ought to know my candid opinion.

My dear Doctor:When I wrote you at Philadelphia I omitted to answer your question as to the existence

W. said: "My silence seemed to astonish her.

who is Clifford's friend has my respect."

W. added: "I sent away a number of the papers this evening—to Doctor, Kennedy, my sisters, brothers,

page is perfect—I cannot conceive anything finer—and the little notes (opening and closing) are (to my

Bucke.W. had pinned the original proof with his blue-pencilled corrections to my sheet.

I advised: Wait till we are sure: I will open the box and make my count in a day or two.

best friends—one who leans my way, who I in turn may lean upon."

W. lying on the bed when I came, but at once got up and with my assistance crossed the room to his chair

"Yes," W. nodded: "it was justified in him: I only hope my own titles will be justified in me."

Yet my heart turns to Sand: I regard her as the brightest woman ever born."

If anything went wrong I would get my stick and hobble down to the water."

I think of Emerson's 'why so hot, my little man?' That seems to me to apply—I adopt it.

During my employment of seven years or more in Washington after the war (1865-72) I regularly saved a

great part of my wages; and, though the sum has now become about exhausted by my expenses of the last

three years, there are already beginning at present welcome dribbles hitherward from the sales of my

And that is the way I should prefer to glean my support.

In that way I cheerfully accept all the aid my friends find it convenient to proffer.

Christmas—1884—'5 328 Mickle Street Camden N J Thanks my loving young friends for the magnificent chair—so

, New Jersey—US America Sept September 7 — I send you to-day by mail, to same address as this card, my

My head (physical brain) & spirits good—legs & bodily strength gone .

Camden Tuesday noon Jan 2 The snow is so heavy & the ferry obstructed so by ice I defer my coming for

photograph & letter—but the book has not yet reach'd reached me—Yes, indeed, I consider you one of my

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey April 18 1887> Dear Sir Yours of 16th with $250 (for my lecture of

Camden Wednesday 12:40 pm Go to New York this afternoon to deliver my lecture commemorative of "Death

New York January 21, 1892 My Dear Walt— I salute you.

Asylum for the Insane, London, 31 st Dec. 18 81 My dear Walt Just a line to tell you that we have another

Walt Whitman Esq My dear Sir Many thanks for the Copy of the Two Rivulets."