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same with me—I wonder if (& hope) you will see Edw'd Carpenter (Millthorpe n'r Chesterfield) one of my

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

Is it practicable to fac-similize your plate (of course at our expense here) of my picture (in 1890)

to send here for my forthcoming little (2d) annex ?

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

Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

suppose (have this tenacious grip though)—was out last Sunday—was propell'd in the wheel chair —to my

the best ch: I ever drank)—I am writing a little annex (the 2d) to L of G. & giving out the design of my

Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

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

Camden New Jersey Sept: 23 '90 Y'rs of yesterday rec'd—I suppose you gave my letter & enclosures to Col

"Ingersoll's Speech" of June 2, 1890, was written by Whitman himself and was reprinted in Good-Bye My

Sept: 19 Perfect sunny day—am feeling pretty well—grip palpable tho'—(cold in the head feeling)—ate my

breakfast with rather subdued appetite—bowel action this forenoon—miss Mrs: D[avis] somewhat —call f'm my

New York decidedly, but it is probable they will have it in Phila: —there is some opposition to me or my

his endorsement & advocacy, & think that speech at the Reisser dinner one of the chief pinnacles of my

snakes & bed-bugs are not half as loathesome as some humans can be)—I call the H man whelp altogether in my

page on the following day, and the account in the Camden Post on June 2 the poet reprinted in Good-bye My

1890: "I think you are right to stand aside (personally) from this I[ngersoll] demonstration but for my

that I make acc't of—bladder trouble not pronounced at present—use the catheter most every day—eat my

American National Literature seems to me guessing on the weather of years f'm now)—the proofs of "Good-Bye My

Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

'valved voice,' and I seem to live over again those two red letter—nay rather epoch-making—days of my

life which I spent with you, my dear, old Camerado & Elder Brother."

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

1890, contained an obituary of Thomas Jefferson Whitman, which Whitman wrote and reprinted in Good-Bye My

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

Rumpus" refers to the public scandal that occurred when the Irish soldier and member of Parliament Captain

morning in bed—& then during the day subsides or is quite gone—a bit of chop & some bread & tea for my

yesterday 1½ P M in wheelchair but was too chill'd & made it short—cold weather here—Keep good fire—just my

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

On December 17, Whitman sent four poems: "Old Chants," "Grand is the Seen," "Death dogs my steps," and

Camden 3 ½ P M July 5 '90 Fine sunny salubrious day & I am feeling well—have been scribbling on my final

Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

6th just rec'd—Kennedy then has gone—Very likely Horace T will visit you before long—Have just had my

supper—small mutton chop, onions & corn & beans—Fiercely hot day here—worse than ever—Shall probably not put my

Whitman is referring to the group of thirty-one poems taken from the book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) that

For more information on Good-Bye My Fancy, as a book and an annex, see Donald Barlow Stauffer, "Good-Bye

my Fancy (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman: An Encyclopedia, ed.

Thirty-one poems from Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy

For more information see Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

send you a line—pass it on to J W W[allace] —Still poorly—have finish'd the (very brief) proofs of my

Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

Thirty-one poems from Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy

For more information see Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

Tom Harned here last evn'g—full of business—a roast apple for my breakfast—am reading " Holland , its

is ab't 3 & I am feeling in fair mood—dark & damp out, mild, looks like more strom— very uneasy ab't my

sister at Burlington Vermont—She is sick & old & nervous & in a bad way—my niece Jessie (Jeff's daughter

) at St Louis is getting along fairly—my brother Ed is still at the Blackwood institution (we pay $3½

fund which provided Whitman with nursing care, Richard Maurice Bucke observed to Traubel on April 1: "My

idea is that the 'Fund' should pay Dr Longaker and I increase my subscription to meet this [by $5],

Ingersoll to me —my nurse is down stairs practising on his fiddle—he gets along well— Walt Whitman Walt

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

light—bathe frequently—some one has sent me Volney's Ruins , a fine added-to ed'n —carries me back 60 y'rs—(my

father had a treasur'd copy)—go out almost daily in wheel chair —have just had my supper—God bless you

I send you my last screed in Critic N Y, (have sent other papers too)—Am getting along fairly considering—fair

It was later reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).

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

Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

messages, papers & books—bad weather here all the time—head distress to-day—the R[eview] of R[eview]s came—my

Whitman's book Good-Bye My Fancy (1891) was his last miscellany, and it included both poetry and short

Thirty-one poems from the book were later printed as "Good-Bye my Fancy" in Leaves of Grass (1891–1892

For more information see, Donald Barlow Stauffer, "'Good-Bye my Fancy' (Second Annex) (1891)," Walt Whitman

Camden P M July 9 '90 Getting along pretty well—Still hot weather but a lively breeze comes in my windows—am

sitting here at present in usual cane chair in my den after my daily bath—Shall probably get out in

All other books seem to me weak and unworthy my attention.

I read, Sunday, to my wife, Longfellows verses on Summer, in the last Atlantic, and then I read your

Let [Joel] Benton have my letters, take as much as possible my point of view, and he might write to me

Of course the letters I write you are for perusal by all my friends—Gilder, Swinton, Benton, &c.

of type, binding, general appearance &c. with L of G—same price—As I write (Sunday afternoon) up in my

well—have had a very fair summer, (though so much hot weather)— I commenced publishing L of G in June on my

He did not even ask about your health, or any other human thing, & made me feel that my call upon him

all through February, but am coming round, same as before—I go down three or four days at a time to my

Reminiscences so well & strongly praised in the Herald , the Critic & every where, don't confirm or add to my

Camden New Jersey Nov: November 4 '80 Yours rec'd received with enc: enclosed —thanks—I forward my two

Tell me, when you write, about Smith —give him my love—I still keep well & bustling for me—have been

weeks—often think about you all— Got a letter from London from Trübner day before yesterday for six sets of my

Grace) are at 177 Remsen street Brooklyn—Jeannette Gilder has written to me that she is going to write my

left yesterday in the 4 p m train, had a fine run to Phila: Philadelphia & here I am to-day today in my

regular den—all the better for my month's trip— Nothing very new—brother & sister well as usual—my two

I suppose you got the Tribune of July 4 with my letter in.

Walt Whitman I eat my biscuits for supper only—have two or three of them in a bowl soak'd for an hour

good flesh, appetite & trim generally—Only return'd last night from a long jaunt & absence down at my

Brooklyn, Thursday forenoon April 11 My dear Linton, I have just been spending an hour looking over "

And it is well for me to get such reminding's— But my own vein is full of hope, promise, faith, certainty—I

I am writing this at my desk in the Attorney General's office, by a great open window, looking south,

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

(In my last letter among the names proposed was S S Cox, M C— I wish that name cancelled )—I should well

believe there can be a grander thing of the kind on earth Jan 4 I leave here Sunday morning at 8, on my

were off some where— Nothing special with me—After I returned from N Y middle of June, went down to my

trifle ruggeder yet— All here well—I enclose you two letters from Mrs Gilchrist in England, & one from my

328 Mickle Street Camden Oct 11 '84 My dear friend Thank you for your kind & warm invitation to write

Walt Whitman I enclose my last screed in the Critic Walt Whitman to Talcott Williams, 11 October 1884

328 Mickle Street Camden Oct: 13 My dear Williams I should like the little Presidential canvass poem

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

condition being a point of honor —If used, please send me the pay by mail here, as this place will be my

—I never rode so fast before in my life—strangely enough too I slept quite well—only woke up every hour

yesterday at 3½—This great hotel is crowded with guests—the proprietor puts his private parlor & room at my

the cars on the great Plains on the eastern frontiers of Colorado Well Lou Dear, I suppose you got my

in the cars writing this, (have a leaf-table before me to write on) 1 p m flying along, I can p with my

help her—two beautiful little children—she is groaning as I write— Denver Colorado Evening I finish my

My idea is that Matty has the possibilities of consumption in her system—but that with ordinary good

I return to Washington to-morrow, as my leave is up. The little girls are hearty as ever.

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

night—She told me many little particulars I was glad to hear, though all is so sad—Nothing special in my

when I would come in, he woke up, & I would lean down & kiss him, he would reach out his hand & pat my

aye even their young & precious lives, in their country's cause—Poor dear son, though you were not my

So farewell, dear boy—it was my opportunity to be with you in your last rapid days of death—no chance

(in Portland avenue, 4th door north of Myrtle, my mother's residence.)

My address here is care of Major Hapgood, paymaster U S A, cor 15th & F st, Washington D C.

Dear boy, death has not blotted out my love for him, the remembrance will be not sad only but sweet.

You will either see me or hear of me in Brooklyn at my mother's, Louisa Whitman, Portland avenue, 4th