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again—the proof came & piece will be out in ten days or less —did I tell you that the Scribner man rejected my

usual with me—(a horrible heavy inertia lassitude)—write often as convenient God bless you & Frau & my

Enclosed two copies my latest f'm Lippincott's Dec —Nothing very new—Cold weather grip & bladder bother

going ab't same—bad grip bad bladder bother, &c: &c:—hear often f'm Dr Bucke he is well & busy—made my

broth toast & tea—am writing a little—will keep you posted & of any thing printed—(ups & downs—most of my

things are yet rejected)—rather a gloomy three weeks the last—the death of my dear Brother in St Louis—cloudy

100 sets of the entire autograph sheets, plates & back labels for complete book and throw in one of my

you—but I am disabled & unwell more than half the time & cannot be relied on—Do not for the present put my

On June 12, 1884, Walt Whitman had sent a transcription of "O Captain! My Captain!"

Aldrich (1828–1908) was an ornithologist, a member of the Iowa House of Representatives, an infantry captain

My dear Marvin, Your letter of 13th has reached me.

I should have made my visit the current week, but one of my bad spells has intervened —will write to

I have had it put in type for my own convenience, and greater exactness. The price is $150.

Have been clearing up my studio, so I can feel a little decent on Sunday.

—my shiping shipping apartments, I mean. I'm staying in one part of my studio for a few weeks.

surviving yet & in good spirits (sort) after the past nearly four months—Am still imprison'd here in my

sick room, unable to move around or get out at all—but have my brain power as before & right arm volition

several condensed in one —this is now going through the presses—your bust of me still holds out fully in my

My Dear Walt.

All of us well—especially my two little boys, who enjoy the country life very much.

He says my copy [this picture] is quite as good as the original.

with any thing else, or any information I shall be happy to do so— Walt Whitman the best likeness in my

river—have had a good time—& it has done me good—have leisurely traveled over 3000 miles land & water—now on my

way home to Camden New Jersey, my permanent address—Am now pretty well for a half-paralytic, better

Private My dear Sir: I send herewith a proof of my poem for convenience for use in your paper, should

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

see notes July 29, '88 | also Aug 1 All right my dear J R —$60 for the Booth article will do, in full

—(I reserve the right of printing it in future collections of my writings—this is indispensable.)

I have been & am lingering under the miserable inertia following my sunstroke—otherwise should have sent

you one or two articles—have them on the stocks— Am very slowly gaining the tally of my previous strength—had

the other was lost in the mail | JR # 3 447-1928 328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey Dec: 15 '85—noon My

87— Yours of March 24 rec'd —also one some 12 days previous—thanks—you ought to have rec'd the MS of my

soon as ready—also two or three printed impr: of the "note" when ready—I am well as usual—delivered my

431 Stevens Street cor West Camden, N Jersey Aug 8 Glad to get living sign from you again, my dear Albert

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

My present woe is a festered pen finger, sore as death, and preventing me writing.

It is one of my afflictions, though without pain.—I will try to write soon.

Camden April 20. '87 My dear Major Mr Gilder of the Century has just sent me Andrew Carnegie's check

for $350 for his box—Making my remuneration $600 for the lecture — Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Major

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

there any situation in the Press establishment, (counting-room or writing staff,) that could serve for my

notes about Whitman's activities, and on December 27 he asked Richard Maurice Bucke whether he wanted "my

I returned to-day from a three days visit to my Quaker friends at Germantown—they have tip top horses

—Sometimes I think you must be sick— —I am about as usual—I am writing this after 9 at night up in my

great fool —don't you know every 'cute fellow secretly knows that about himself—I do)—God bless you my

am always glad to get any letters from you dear boy)—Harry, you certainly know well enough you have my

it all—I go back to the times at Timber Creek beginning most five years ago, & the banks & spring, & my

should not be a living man to-day —I think & remember deeply these things & they comfort me— & you my

—Of the occasional ridiculous little storms & squalls of the past I have quite discarded them from my

you will too—the other recollections overtop them altogether, & occupy the only permanent place in my

cooking—Otherways I have been here in C. all the time, have done a little work writing, but nothing much,—My

little talk—did me good to meet them—I dont don't think Jersey has two nicer looking boys—I was on my

got there I found the elder A. was dead & buried —so I have just had to write the sad intelligence to my

328 Mickle street Camden Evn'g Nov. 18 '84 My dear friends Your kind letter (Eva's) came this afternoon

every day, I don't go any distance—havn't been away this past summer, only one short trip to Cape May —My

before I shall be unable to get around at all——General health otherwise about the same as usual—Eva, my

affairs—not much sale for my books at present, or for the last fifteen months—Harry your Mother call'd

little most every day—sell a piece once in a while—Maintain good spirits and a first-rate appetite—My

once or twice, you find it is nothing to be afraid of— I have been busy all the forenoon fixing one of my

Y New York paper, the Critic —they give me $10 a piece for them, & want several more—I make use of my

time this reaches you—It is now noon & I must get out a bit —I went out & took a short stroll, but my

American country & the west — Nothing very new with me—I am well as usual for me—As I write I am up in my

moderate snow & ice on the ground, but sun shining bright—quite a good deal of sleighing— —I am busy with my

writing in moderation—write four or five hours every day—My new book is doing reasonably well (better

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

19 Ap Harry has been here—is in good spirits & is surely getting along very well—I am getting over my

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

I am not over my bad spell yet, but a little better perhaps—Harry is getting along very well —was up

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

with portrait for front piece) book , trimmed & gilt edged—good job—bound in crepe—thick paper (like my

Engine House & Depot, five engines burnt, bad luck— —Van, show this letter to your father and mother—my

enclose you a letter I have written for the papers —George, Harry & Mont, it will give you some idea of my

Camden Thursday 4 afternoon Thank you for the nice chicken—had some for my dinner—was glad to see Van

& to hear from you all— I am getting over my bad spell of health—but very slowly—& have been depressed

know yet what move I shall make—but shall have to do something in a few days—If it hadn't been for my

just rec'd his postal card from Haddonfield that he would try to come up early next week—I send him my

last July & August and then for the last two months have been in Boston, seeing to the printing of my

complete poems "Leaves of Grass" in one volume—which is all done to my satisfaction, & the book will

did have some jolly times I tell you— The Saturday evening before I came away I gave a reception to my

all right—I should be real glad to see them & Deb too—When Harry comes home Sunday tell him I sent my

—Well it is growing twilight & I must stop— Walt Whitman my address here for ten days will be Mott av

farm–house—Dr Bucke is still here (he puts up at "the Aldine" Cape May city but is just now in Washington)—My

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

visit from 4 to 6½—But today it is raining & blowing at a great rate, & I am staying in writing,—give my

Give my love to your father & mother, & to Harry, Ed & all.

I am pretty well—& all goes well enough to be thankful for in my affairs.

To precede the Ingersoll Lecture Camden New Jersey Nov: 12 1890 My dear friend Horace Traubel: I can

out & looks & feels like snow—have had a couple of visitors to–day, one f'm the college near Boston—My

brother George return'd f'm St Louis & was here a couple of hours—my neice Jessie remains at present

children poor enough)—Love to you all—Ed stop here often as you can—you too Susan—George keep a good heart—my

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

down & see you—sister & bro: at Burlington N J are well— own sister Burlington Vermont sick & poorly—my

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

"Walt Whitman's Last," an "explanation" of his book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891), was published in the August

(Get along though better than you would suppose)—Come and see me if you make y'r trip—Give my love to

and his brother Harry were the sons of Henry Whireman Fritzinger (about 1828–1881), a former sea captain

Davis, Whitman's housekeeper, who had also taken care of the sea captain and who inherited part of his

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey March 6 '83 My dear Stoddart I have rec'd received your letter enclosing