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disagreeable , if he has written & you will mind it, you would understand why if you had Dear Brother in my

hurry I made a mistake, thought this was written on I hope with my whole heart that I have not said

I think a great deal of my home with all my troubles I have only spoke of myself & could not help it

today Good bye Han Give my love to all Hannah Whitman Heyde to Walt Whitman, 2 January [1879]

April 18 Thursday Afternoon 89 I do hope my dearest brother you are feeling a good deal better to day

today I do want you to be. so much. my My greatest comfort is thinking about your being pretty well,

I think of you always my dear brother as I always like to tell you indeed Walt I dont don't think I could

I had not heard you was were sick my dear brother It is right pretty to hear about those wild flowers

.— Walt dear I send love with all my heart.

am Good bye Han tell Mother I am better and want to come home and see you all more than ever, give my

Starting in the New York Militia, Wright was a captain in the 51st New York Volunteer Infantry Regiment

am so much afraid you have been worried about me I hope not—for I care as much about your health as my

How is Eddy I send ever & ever so muc much love to you my dear and to all Han Hannah Whitman Heyde to

Vermont Saturday afternoon June 16 Are you well enough my dear brother for me to send you my love and

Burlington Vt 1892 Tuesday Morning March 15 Only write a line my dear darling brother thinking maybe

so good to me.— What does me good or what is a comfort to me is nothing, you, are the one I care for my

not tire you if I could only do a bit of good— want Want to send much much love, & I do feel for you my

And to think my dearest brother you have been out. it It is wonderful good news to me.

I am trying to clean house, Walt dear, I do it all myself, but I take my time I have to.

—my carpets are all taken up down stairs downstairs (done cleaning up stairs upstairs glad to be able

to work even my way) Ime I'm slow enough, but do pretty well glad to stop a little while to write a

will you give my love to them, please.

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

Friday Nov 13 1868 My dear Brother I have & still suffer so much agony I am like a child I have longed

so for a letter I have seen one to Charlie with a few lines to me If I could see one of my own folks

I dont suffer now, only my hand, the fever is gone my head is clear my mind has not wandered only when

Dr Thayer I believe thinks all my thumb wont won't get well I feel very anxious about it. dear brother

Dear broher I suffered dreadfully last night with my hand the Doctor did not come in yesterday I was

Please accept my sincere thanks for your favor. Very gratefully yours Hannah L.

My sister, Mrs Charles P.

I inclose you to-day $30, the result of an application to my friends, the Misses Wigglesworth.

duk.00698xxx.01022Hannah BrushIsaac Joseph Stephen Jesse (my grandfather)...Between 1850 and 1880prosehandwritten1

Hannah Brush, (my grandmother Whitman) had only one brother, who died a young man—(the grave-stones from

revision, appeared in the eleventh poem in the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass, later titled Who Learns My

when I visited the Asylum and they showed me their most smeared and slobbering idiot, Yet I knew for my

for my consolation, of the great laws that emptied and broke my my brother s Whitman probably drafted

Dear friend: I sent my article on you to Walsh some weeks ago—have not heard from him but assume he will

I am now bargaining with Roberts bros. thereto. — I am also writing dramas—my fourth and last is praised

I shall try to bring that out next spring— I send you my photo—it may be of interest to you—I had just

been lecturing upon your prose and the book in my hand is "Specimen Days."

description of the Banquet and so on—The rest of the letter is a free report of what we talked about in my

Whitman: I talked last night to my Waltham class (of forty ladies) about your work and read to them.

I always advise my pupils so.

Who said when I invited him to hear my lecture upon your work—"I shall come by all means.

I gave two evenings to your work before my class at New England Conservatory.

My class is composed of about fifty bright young girls studying music.

I shall have "Specimen Days" in my class during Spring term.

I speak in Philadelphia in the evening but that will not interfere with my attendance at the dinner.

My regard for you is so great that I am very sorry, not to be able to buy more copies of your books and

I am, everywhere in my teaching and writing, making your claims felt and shall continue to do so.

I do not think a single pupil held out against my arguments supplemented by readings from your work.

than in the American mind ," I have also used in company with Spencer's great law of progress upon my

I hope to be able to please you with my treatment of your great work.

In talking with Thomas Sergeant Perry last night we fell to discussing your work, and to my delight I

Howells and he were two of my most honored friends. Hamlin Garland to Walt Whitman, 20 April 1890

April 19/88 Walt Whitman: Dear Sir: It is probable that my friend Kennedy has told you something of me

, saying that he finds a "solid line of enemies" (I think those were his words) This is not true of my

In my teaching and lecturing I find no difficulty in getting Converts to the new doctrine and find your

and lecturing to bring your work before the people and it would give me pleasure to know you consider my

The mere reading from some of your pages serving to open the eyes of my hearers.

I am perfectly certain that this will be my spring message as long as you stay here with us.— As for

Please give my regards to Traubel and other friends.

It forms the staple for a number of my lectures on the literature of Democracy.

.— wood-duck on my distan le around. purposes, nd white playing within me the tufted crown intentional

/ It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life. / My tread scares the wood-drake and

wood-duck on my distant and daylong ramble, / They rise together, they slowly circle around. / . . .

Jan 26/92 For Mr Walt Whitman My father thanks you cordially for yr new edition of 'Leaves of Grass'—

With my greetings for the New Year.

My father has been yachting in the Sunbeam. He thanks you for your letter: he is not up to writing.

They will ask me of news about my brother: Let me not say, I left him weeping like a girl!"

"Tell them," rejoined the chief, "that I met my punishment as a hunter grasps the hand of one he loves

When I came hither, not many days since, I was near to death, even then—and my fate would have happened

monk when he could safely walk the distance of the village: "Though judging by the cool kindness of my

"Patience, my son!" said the holy father; "tomorrow I will myself accompany you thither.

Now I, who so love to see my neighbors happy," the hunchback grinned, "could not bear that the pretty

I approached, and told him my errand.

He took my letter—and then asked me into his hut; for it was near at hand.

He put before me some drink and meat, and then, though he spoke not, I saw he wished my departure.

"And now you have all of my story—and I must go, for it is time Peter Brown received his answer."

Thorne, "it will be the best for Quincy to come with my party.

"Know you aught of this terrible business, my son?"

Boddo went on, "though to tell the fact, he did not know it himself for quite a long while—I, with my

"They met—this man and my sister.

My sister fell!

"One day my sister was missing.

He accepted my challenge.

I was blinded by my hate for my sister's betrayer.

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."

"My companions and myself have been sent hither," answered the other, "to learn from you what you can

For two or three mornings past, on going as I usually do at daylight to take care of my cattle, and feed

them, I have missed something from the storehouse where I keep my grain and farming utensils.

"And lest I should oversleep myself," said the boy, "come to my window, which opens on the river, and

My people knew not of my coming—none but my brother's wife, to whom I confided my purpose, lest they

The love of life was strong in my soul.

I felt my arm, and said to myself, perhaps in the village of the pale-faces, there may be something that

In the night, when all were sleeping, I came out from our lodge, and bent my steps toward your town.

"Shame were it to me and my wife," said Thorne, "did we let one who has saved a life very dear to us,

several poems in the "Sands at Seventy" cluster attest, notably "As I Sit Writing Here," "Queries to My

the undulation of your one wave, its trick to me transfer W C ould you but breathe one breath upon my

Would you the undulation of one wave, its trick to me transfer, Or breathe one breath of yours upon my

But a few moments ago in an unknown country paper a paragraph with a "fling" at your poetry attracted my

undefined purpose of assuring you of the love and reverence in which you are held by thousands, I took up my

Can you kindly aid me in increasing my collection of autographs by sending yours on the enclosed cards

give up the ship although "the prize is won" Thanking you for the book and with hearty love from both my

sixty-five poems that had originally appeared in November Boughs (1888); while the second, "Good-Bye my

Bush is echoing the second line of "O Captain! My Captain!"

To the Editor of the Times— My attention has just been called to an article in your Saturday's issue,

My object in addressing you this note, is not to enter into an argument with him upon the propriety of

the costumes worn on the occasion alluded to; as that would be entirely out of my line, but merely to

Although it is not my province to notice his personal allusion, I cannot but think that sympathy might

dare I beg that you will do me the great pleasure to transcribe your poem, The Pallid Wreath , for my

Pallid Wreath" was published in the Critic on January 10, 1891; the poem was also reprinted in Good-Bye My

drink, / But as soon as you sleep and renew yourself in sweet clothes I will certainly kiss you with my

Indeed, had there been a little hurrahing, we might (my companion and I,) have fancied ourselves some

Lighting his pipe very deliberately, he proceeded to catechise me as to my name, birth-place, and lineage—where

I was from last, where I was staying, what my occupation was, and so on.

He volunteered the information that he was a Universalist in his religious belief, and asked my opinion

now pretty far advanced, Aunt Rebby wended on her way towards the east; and the old man, with I and my

Having neither the funds nor disposition to pass my little term of ruralizing at the fashionable baths

That is, my lodging place is at Greenport; but, in truth, I "circulate" in all directions around.

found on the coasts of Long Island between spring and late fall. however, are the most delicious, to my

Can there be any thing of the old gossip in my composition?

Bathing in this pure, clear, salt water, twice every day, is one of my best pleasures.

They have taken up my principal time and labor for some months past.

I always carry some, cut up in small plugs, in my pocket.

I thought I would include in my letter a few cases of soldiers, especially interesting, out of my note-book

, but I find my story has already been spun out to sufficient length.

Nor do I find it ended by my doing some good to the sick and dying soldiers.

the poems in the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass, later titled A Song for Occupations and Who Learns My

.— I rate myself high—I receive no small sums; I must have my full price—whoever enjoys me.

I feel satisfied my visit will be worthy of me and of my Hosts and Favorites; I leave it to them how

appeared in two of the poems in that edition, eventually titled "A Song for Occupations" and "Who Learns My

appeared in two of the poems in that edition, eventually titled "A Song for Occupations" and "Who Learns My

in the eleventh poem of the first (1855) edition of Leaves of Grass, ultimately titled "Who Learns My

I will have my own whoever enjoys me, / I will be even with you, and you shall be even with me" (1855