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Philadelphia, May 21 st 189 1 My dear Mr. Whitman: Thanks.

from 328 Mickle street Camden New Jersey U S America June 20 1886 My dear Sir I write a line to introduce

Jany January 22 188 1 Walt Whitman Esq My Dear Sir: I take great pleasure acknowledging the receipt of

A happy New Year, my dear friend!—And here is a lot of luck for your new vol. of "Leaves."

I am sending you a copy of my New Spirit which contains an essay that may interest you.

Jan. 14, 1869 My dear Mr.

the woods & badly but the breathing machinery working easier to-day wh' is a good point gain'd—Pass my

Camden Sunday P M July 21 '89 Dull with me—am sitting quietly in my 2d story room—am not taking the tonic

Well, here comes my dinner— W W Walt Whitman to Richard Maurice Bucke, 8 April 1889

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

Also you contemplate for some number a full page of my poetic bits with name attached . . . .

My health is nearly as usual—Slowly declining— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Elisa Seaman Leggett, 8 June

Sir Thanks for your kind letter, just rec'd received & read with greatest interest & pleasure—I sell my

thanks—and if I may impose on your generosity I should be please pleased to have a lett letter for my

tantalizing me a good deal, as I can just glean enough for a whiff only—Nothing special to write ab't in my

same—am slowly getting on with the new (pocket-book) ed'n L of G. with Annex bits & Backw'd Glance at end—My

bed—very bad weakness of legs and body—the worst of head trouble disappeared—Thanks for your letter —my

—have sent word to Dr B[ucke] —Matters going on much the same with me as of late—as I write sit in my

431 Stevens street | Camden N J Jan 23 '77 My dear Kilgore Do your folks intend having a Paine meeting

Camden N J—U S America Feb: 26—Evn'g—'91 Ab't same—have just had my supper, rice & tea—Suppose you have

but I tho't w'd write you just a line—Nothing new or notable with me—rather bad times, but have eaten my

America May 5 '91 Bad condition all around—Fine weather—was taken out yesterday to the cemetery to see my

Sir; As I am collecting the autographs of distinguished persons I would like to add your signature to my

Please unlock the case where my books & pamphlets are in Mr.

it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself—As if it were not indispensable to my

"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

I have never made any full statement on religion in any of my writings but I have always intended to.

W. saying of it to me: "Eddy appeals to my heart, to my two arms: I seem to want to reach out and help

But for myself I do not feel that I could be overwhelmed by any misfortune that left my mind untouched

I came across the book this last summer, and it laid hold of my mind so that I could not put it away

But I got my roots stronger in the earth—master would not do anymore: no, not then: would no longer do

I must give you a copy then: I must have several here: he is one of my old—as also new—enthusiasms.

I insist on my cheap little figure"—here he raised his right foot into view and pointed to it with his

an argument: then, beyond all that, I should say this is anyhow not a question to be argued: after my

I took the slip out of my pocket and did so.

I folded the letter and the slip together, put them back in my pocket and looked at W. "Well?"

I twice questioned my informer before I could believe it."

"He flung it down at my door, as though the fellow meant some injury: an Italian would have handled it

I remember Thoreau saying once, when walking with him in my favourite favorite Brooklyn—"What is there

My friends laugh, and say I am getting Conservative—but I am tired of mock radicalism.'

"Well, honour honor is the subject of my story," —was the commencement of a favourite speech with him

She has generously acceded to my request.

There is nothing in him that I shall ever let go my hold of.

I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood.

"O the life of my senses and flesh, transcending my senses and flesh!"

"What I am, I am of my body; and what I shall be, I shall be of my body."

I had a couple of pears in my pocket for him, from my sister Agnes.

It is seriously a question, whether I want that given to the world as my estimate, summing up, of Whittier

s addresses, he remarking, "My friends always used to do that—do it still.

You remember my friend in Washington with his stacks of trunks—the Adam Express man?

McKay had called my attention to what was a defect in copyright page—W.'

He was as cordial as ever, and held my hand all through the talk, which lasted 20 minutes or more.

And again, "If you ever have occasion to write to Walsh or meet him, give him my congratulations."

My doctors and attendants cont. first rate. Horace ever faithful. Am propped up in bed.

Only a word, my friends, only a word.

After all, the main factor, my friends, is in meeting, being face to face and meeting like this.

I thought I would like to come forward with my living voice and thank you for coming and thank Robert

And further: "I have wanted for a long time to say something to this effect of the Queen to bear my testimony

She said (to my question) she could not tell me who "The Lounger" was in the Critic, nor who had written

I take it, this dinner is a good deal like my Lincoln lecture, which I did not write because I thought

As to physicians spoken of yesterday, said: "I have often resolved I would some day record my testimony

warmth penetrates I penetrate those cities myself, All islands to which birds wing their way I wing my

Complains of the day, that "it has been a bad one—not one of my worst, but a bad one decidedly."

He laughed, "Pretty good—but not quite my knock."

s letter to them on the 1st: Camden NJ—US AmericaJune 1 '91—Well here I am launched on my 73d year—We

Called my attention to the Review of Reviews—copy sent by Johnston.

the samples I had had—asked them to give the postal to the man with the job in hand and to give him my

Had left my manuscript at door this morning, now he returned.

"This is my Hindoo kerchief.

With W. for full half an hour, though I was on my way to Philadelphia and intended to stay only a few

"I was just about to get up—go to my chair"—doing so now (the cane always on the bed beside him).

My idea was—"make yourself whole and have the plates as profit." To this he assented.

Meantime I make about enough to pay my expenses by hacking on the press here, and copying in the paymasters

thing is favorable here, namely, pay for whatever one does is at a high rate—I have not yet presented my

letters to either Seward or Chase —I thought I would get my forces all in a body, and make one concentrated

Mother, I have not felt well at all the last week—I had spells of deathly faintness, and bad trouble in my

—My head was the worst, though I don't know, the faint weak spells were not very pleasant—but I feel

(near 3d st)—it is not a very good place, I don't like it so well as I did cooking my own grub—& the

My dear Walt Whitman, Thank you for the copy of " Once a Week " you sent me & which I received on the

I have long been deeply interested in his books, & it used to be one of my main desires to give them

Pardon my writing to you thus.

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

not done befor before in years i dont don't think it done me any good one or t w o nights i thought my

lunatic assiliym asylum if he had some light employment but that seems hard to get i could not find it in my

little california is splendid she s fatter than ever i hope these lines will find you well good bie my

I used to read your "Leaves of Grass" to my children.

Once with my back to the door entering the parlor, in a large chair, my children before me on the sofa

The date below your photograph in the Two Rivulets had caught my eye that morning—and after some pondering

I have left Ireland and pitched my tent temporarily (that is for a few years) in Germany, a sojourn which

But of course my impression may be, probably is, utterly wrong: how could it be more than a random guess

By the way, I made a little mistake in my reckoning of the nett net profits of the Simpson benefit; Mr

Nothing of progress has been accomplished in the way of a Washington Monument; and my private impression

hour and gazed on that picture; and if I were to attempt describing the feelings that passed through my

the corner" is a very fine public park, which we take a walk in every night I believe I told you in my

My work is good and light.

well now, in fact I have not been sick much at all Dear Mother good bye your son Jefferson Whitman My

indeed fill me best and most, and will longest remain with me, of all the objective shows I see on this, my

Cincinnati and Chicago, and for thirty years, in that wonder, washed by hurried and glittering tides, my

Here in this very Denver, if it might be so, I should like to cast my lot, above all other spots, all

Sir Edwin rushed toward him and exclaimed, "My dear friend, I am delighted to see you."

It stirs the cockle of my blood to read the nice things you say of me."

"Have you some of my poetry in your memory?" exclaimed the aged poet.

I had written to Mead asking another month for my Whitman article, and he proves content, to that or