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exhibits to night—(Ed goes—I am favorable)—& besides Dr Baker "graduates" this afternoon—you know he is my

My dear Mr. Curtis, Thanks for your kind contribution & note.

Tracy, My dear Sir: Your note has been received.

along fairly—physicalities &c. from fair to middling for an old man & whack'd & paralyzed at that— My

Camden April 14 '89 Fine sunny coolish day—Ab't same as before with me—(fancy less rub-a-dub in my brain

(Some few of my most determined friends & understanders appear to be in Boston)—Rather dull with me to-day

here by the oak fire alone—trying to interest myself with the morning papers & Harper's Weekly , &c—My

lent—also the "Liberty" piece sent —(I sent one to C W E[ldridge]) —much the same as when I wrote—not at my

My dear sirs: I shall be in New York, & will call upon you, 2d of January.

My dear Sir, I write a line to jog you about the proofs of Personalism . Is it being put in type?

My friends: I send you a page & a half piece—" A warble for lilac-time "—if available for the April Galaxy

Your subscription for my Book is received—for which hearty thanks.

call the Ship Yard nearly a mile off & am feeling fairly—Nothing very new—I am sitting here alone in my

America June 26 '91 If you are feeling well enough and in opportune mood let me introduce my good friend

get along fairly—fortunately have a placid, quiet, even solitary thread quite strong in the weft of my

Dr L[ongaker] is sick, has not been here in a fortnight—my grip runs dominant & riot—How are you getting

Milwaukee, Dec. 23 1888 My dear Jessie A Merry Christmas to you— I enclose a little momento as I could

I have had them put in type for correctness & my private use.

abdomen—cold & sunny weather—have been out at mid day an hour in wheel chair —Sad & gloomy days here—death of my

Dwight, | My dear Sir, Your letter has come to hand, & I have to say in reply, that a new edition of

My dear sir, Having an opportunity to send by Miss Lowe the $20. From H. Lee, & B.

& shall probably make a sort of rally—This is the 6th or 7th whack thro' the last fourteen years of my

Esopus April 29 All goes well—enjoyed my journey up the river that afternoon & evening—10½ when I got

Of course they are hitherto unpublished—(my book in which they go, will not be out for at least three

& sent to Dr Bucke —As I sit early afternoon every thing is quiet & comfortable—I have not yet left my

2316 Pine Street St Louis Oct 27 '79 My dear Mr Harris Thank you for the Magazine & for the newspaper

—If not I tho't you might like to have them—Have had my supper—roast beef & cold slaw—ate with appetite—grip

Thither every-day life, speech, utensils, politics, per- sons persons , estates; Thither we also, I with my

I meant that you should discover me so, by my faint indirections; And I, when I meet you, mean to discover

morning (through Gilder ) a check from Andrew Carnegie for $350 for his box last Thursday night—making my

Come, my tan-faced children, Follow well in order, get your weapons ready; Have you your pistols?

For we cannot tarry here, We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger, We, the youthful

O my breast aches with ten- der tender love for all!

See, my children, resolute children, By those swarms upon our rear, we must never yield or falter, Ages

I too with my soul and body, We, a curious trio, picking, wandering on our way, Through these shores,

I quoted John's phrase: "Try life my own master."

I had the letter in my pocket. I said: "I want to read a line or two from O'Connor's letter."

My eye got open at last but is still bleary and bad.

My present trial is a festered penfinger, sore as death, and preventing me writing.

It is one of my afflictions, though without pain.

And as to the complaint made against my piece that it was too strong, "Well, why should we not be strong

I would like to add my own, but do not feel able this year.

Tell me also if you think Walts changes good to pull through the summer.I am very busy in my vineyards

, but hope to find time to get off a week or so in JulyIf Walt could come here & occupy part of my old

It is the old, old story: woe be to the man who believes in any doxy that is not mine—does not wear my

"I feel as if every bone in my body was being shaken up."

W. said to him, "The last 15 hours have been the worst in my experience."

This last day has been the worst in my history—and it's been a hard history, some parts of it."

So I tried my own hand in the box in the corner and really found half a dozen.

Also I have your "Telegram"—many thanks.Now as for my attitude towards Arthur Stedman and his book?

though I lie so sleepy and sluggish, my tap is death" (1855, p. 74).

man who claims or takes the power to own another man as his property, stabs me in that the heart of my

own The one scratches me a little on the cheek forehead , the other draws his murderous razor through my

t T hat black and huge lethargic mass, my sportsmen, dull and sleepy as it seems, has holds the lightning

eventually titled "Song of Myself": "Buying drafts of Osiris and Isis and Belus and Brahma and Adonai, / In my

And I would not have my wife come hither, at least at present—for I think of no good she can do.

Tell me, Father Luke, how long do you think will be the duration of my illness?"

But judging from the best of my knowledge, I may be able to recover you in three days, so that you can

At this very moment you are falling into a fever which will require all my watchfulness.

Now, my son, compose yourself to sleep."

buildings which form so common a style of residences of the moderately "well-off" Southerners—especially of my

In the other sub-valley (my term) the big, broad mountain and gentle undulations of the valley itself

grown men The Negroes are mostly in two c lusters about two or three miles northeast and southwest of my

My mother was married at 26 and died 29, the day I was born—she of a family of ters from Virginia —her

audiences—you can that disposition to give away all you —you can travel, see more of the world, see me and my

there's not more to be known: I don't absolutely adopt his theory—in fact, any man's theories, even my

W. said: "That is exactly right—that is my time." Prepared today to insure our sheets.

Whitman my kind regards and hopes for his returning strength.I remain, yours,G. M.

Well, give him my love: that is real: and if he is satisfied to be the happy owner of my love he owns

New Haven, Conn.,July 1, 1885.My dear Whitman:I see by the papers that you may be going to England.

Upon the distraction which filled my breast, when it was found in the morning that the widow had died—and

If you leave me, my heart will crack!" Then in a whisper: "O, never tell me of her kindness.

Never in all my life did I receive such a shock, as when authentic information was first brought me of

I shut myself up in my room for several days, waiting the conclusion of all these horrible circumstances

I have already dwelt long enough, and too long, on this part of my history.

So with wool-hat crushed in my hand behind me, for the sundown breezes felt good, there on old "Clover

I took my time, and expanded to the glory spread over heaven and earth.

It seemed as if all that the eye could bear, were unequal to the fierce voracity of my soul for intense

His feelings were not returned. with all her blandishments, never touched my heart in the least.

I write as I feel; and I feel that there are not a few who will pronounce a Yes to my own confessions

My object is, to ascertain whether a resort should not be had in all cases by parties interested, to

If so, information to that effect would satisfy my present inquiry.

You ask my opinion upon the correctness of these charges. I referred the bill to Benj.

The question you ask me whether further detention of the witnesses is, in my judgment, necessary, I will

in 1882: "But first I may as well say what I should not otherwise have said, that I always knew in my

heart Walt Whitman's mind to be more like my own than any other man's living.

Illustrated World in April of 1890 and was included in Whitman's collection of prose and poetry Good-Bye My

from that collection as an annex to the Deathbed edition of Leaves of Grass under the title "Good-Bye my

he asked, as I looked at the frontispiece—and on my saying what he was, fully—"Oh yes!

Asked after my work last night—seemed and said he was "pleased that you got out so well."

I have often felt that I would give my body, my corpus, for dissection after death—would decidedly do

Called my attention to a paragraph from Labouchère, quoted in this morning's Press, discounting the poet

To my further declaration that I distrusted Woodbury's use of the word Bohemian in the Emerson report

"He took a few sketches here—I thought them wonderful meagre at the time—to my mind they seemed to come

flower from the bunch which was in a mug on the table and saying—"Take this to Aggie—give the dear girl my

And to my word of gratefulness (from her) for his handkerchief W. said, "No, it is all right—tell her

W. remarked, "Today I received a proof of my little piece—it has gone back tonight.

Said, "I have had a letter from Stoddart today enclosing a check for my poem—and he said I should hurry

I told him I could not get my piece into anything like full shape until tomorrow night—would positively