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If you have not received it, may I send it to you again, when I will explain my wishes?

I express to you my deep appreciation and love for your books—and well wishes for your health.

My excuse for writing to you is, that it is a matter of the utmost importance to a client of mine.

copy of the book for any purpose, I shall feel honored if you will allow me to send it to you with my

Mountain Side," "Ethiopia Saluting the Colors," "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd," and "O Captain

My Captain!"

became acquainted with your writings but your book but I am just out of college, and as yet I can count my

It shall have a place of honor on my walls at home where you are read and loved.

I should not want to leave to my children the name of a Stevens or a Marston .

I am now back again in my old position at 168 Broadway, behind the desk. —So please address me here.

New York April 30th 18 60 Walt, I was very glad indeed to hear from you in answer to my last, and you

to find your business was progressing so favorably, — In accordance with not only your wishes, but my

—But of course my letter to you was not mailed, and now I have once more to reply to yours.— I am glad

kind and attentive to you, I assure you I did not think much of his bad delivery , but on the contrary my

New York March 21st Your letter in answer to my note came to hand this a.m.

Chelsea Ferry, & enquire for, Charley Hollis, or Ed Morgan mention my name, and introduce yourself as

my friend.— I am obliged to you for your kind offer of sending me a few of the sheets in advance of

docks From among all out of all Connected with all and yet distinct from all arises thee Dear Walt—Walt my

I am not a drunkard nor a teetotaler —I am neither honest or nor dishonest I have my family in Brooklyn

cheated nor defrauded, any person out of anything, and yet I feel that I have not been honest to myself— my

family nor my friends One Oclock , the Barque is laden with coal and the carts have come The old old

it seems Centuries)—Father used to tell me I was lazy Mother denied it—and in latter years=(but O' my

own pen, ink, and paper on my own table, in a hired room, warmed by my own fire and lighted by my own

friend the past thou occupiest in my spiritual nature—.

I feel assured you will forgive any remissness of me in writing—My love my Walt is with you alway always

My Father is Dead.

But so you know my dear friend they are all real to me—and I often keep them months before I destroy

Many and many a mile have I rode on a Locomotive while in charge of a Freight-train and had you by my

Walt write to me and acknowledge the receipt of this—If you cannot, I shall still keep writing, in my

I would have stood on my dig some time longer if George had not brought some religious remarks to bear

I felt of my hatchet's edge—it was keen as my hate.

my sorrowful cousins, and went my way.

Wife of my youth! of my early youth!

All my cruelty—all my former love—all my guilt—all my disregard of the sacred ties—seemed concentrated

My deeds were as good as my word.

Among temperance novels then quite popular were Lucius Manley Sargent's My Mother's Gold Ring (1833),

I shall place these and your full-grown volume together, and hand them down to my children I enclose

July 21 1880 My dear Sir: I have long been waiting for an opportunity to invite you to my house here,

I mailed you the programme program some days ago, and now write to invite you to come to my house for

Walt Whitman, My dear Sir: I am preparing a series of letters for the above newspapers on How to Reach

volumes of Horace Traubel's With Walt Whitman in Camden (various publishers: 1906–1996) and Whitman's "My

Dear Sir:— Accompanying this note, I send you a copy of the first volume of my collection "Poetic Works

Please accept it with my compliments and my best wishes for your welfare I am yours very truly, Frank

cast and it was decided in favor of Walter Whitman after Walt Whitman, America's Poet I have had on my

Jany. 16th 1891 My dear Mr Whitman, Will you accept this accompanying package as a sort of kindling wood

My friend, Jules Laforgue (who died only too prematurely) has already given to the public two of your

In expectation of your kind reply, Sir and dear poet, permit me to assure you of my sympathy in art and

of my profound admiration.

No. 39 PARK ROW, New York, Aug 8 186 7 My dear Sir: I was very much gratified to receive your fine Harvest

Published Monthly OFFICE OF THE GALAXY No. 39 Park Row, New York , Sept 4 186 7 My dear Sir: I spoke

EDITORIAL OFFICE OF THE GALAXY, N O . 40 P ARK R OW , New York Mar 4, 186 9 My dear Sir: I am sorry not

Published Monthly OFFICE OF THE GALAXY No. 39 Park Row, New York , Oct. 21 186 7 My dear Sir: Your ms

Published Monthly OFFICE OF THE GALAXY No. 39 Park Row, New York , May 2 186 8 My dear Sir: To be in

Galaxy Office Oct 15 /67 My dear Sir: I am pleased to hear that your article will be ready by the 21st—a

Published Monthly OFFICE OF THE GALAXY No. 39 Park Row, New York , May 15 186 8 My dear Sir: After thinking

Published Monthly OFFICE OF THE GALAXY No. 39 Park Row, New York , Aug 13 186 7 My dear Sir: I send the

My dear Friend: Since our conversation this morning it seems to me that there is a desire to get the

I feel the matter so deeply that I have put my thoughts on paper, and now enclose them.

the number of persons annually entering this class (five to twenty) in the United States, but that my

I walked the shores of my Eastern Sea, Heard over the waves the little voice, Saw the divine infant,

and cogent, I maintain the bequeath'd cause, as for all lands, And I send these words to Paris, with my

I walk'd the shores of my Eastern Sea, Heard over the waves the little voice, Saw the divine infant,

I maintain the be- queath bequeath'd cause, as for all lands, And I send these words to Paris with my

I walk'd the shores of my Eastern Sea, Heard over the waves the little voice, Saw the divine infant,

maintain the be- queath'd bequeath'd cause, as for all lands, And I send these words to Paris with my

I walk'd the shores of my Eastern sea, Heard over the waves the little voice, Saw the divine infant where

and cogent I maintain the bequeath'd cause, as for all lands, And I send these words to Paris with my

I walk'd the shores of my Eastern sea, Heard over the waves the little voice, Saw the divine infant where

and cogent I maintain the bequeath'd cause, as for all lands, And I send these words to Paris with my

I threw my valise upon a bench, and my over-coat upon it.

My employer, Mr.

my duties during the day.

knowledge and my memory.

My country relations were not forgotten by me in my good fortune.

—She was as solemn and sour as the spinster, and upon my mentioning my business, gave me to understand

, but my friend of the day before, the antiquary.

What that may be, will depend a good deal upon my luck.

"I am determined to do my best.

I carefully deposited it in my breast pocket, and with a lighter step wended on to my new boarding-house

, and he walked with me toward my residence.

—My slumbers were deep and unbroken.

As I took my departure from the place, who should I see in front, with a quill behind his ear, but my

My mistake in regard to the fashionable gentleman , had taught me a lesson, and my country life had taught

I pass over my stares of wonder, and my running aslant dungeon walls, castles, and canvas palaces.

As I approached my nineteenth year, my uncle, who was an honest and worthy man, evidently felt that he

money, which I felt sure he must have cramped himself to bestow on me, I made my adieus to my aunt and

sorrowful cousins, and went my way.

city where I was to take up my abode.

Yes, here I had come to seek my fortune!

I threw my valise upon a bench, and my over-coat upon it.

The good landlady's further inquisitiveness was cut short, by my taking the driver out to his wagon,

for the purpose of making arrangements and settling the price of my passage.

My neighbor by the side of the country woman, was the only exception to this.

Turning around a moment to look at Colby, who called my attention in the room, the next minute my hearing

My employer, Mr.

Andrews, had become so well satisfied with my performance of my duties, that he advanced me somewhat

above my original situation.

my duties during the day.

of my employer's honesty.

After I had been a while in my situation at Mr.

I made improvements both in my style of living, and in my dress—The new boarding-house in which I took

As it was now quite in the evening, I had hardly finished my meal before my companions came, according

Forgetful of my duty—of my employer's honor, and the crisis which would turn against him, if I continued

What fire burnt in my brain!

Upon my arrival at my destination, (at which it was probable I should have to stay the better part of

I don't know whether I have intimated, in the preceeding course of my narrative, that my nature was not

My safety, hitherto, had been from the swiftness with which my passion passed over.

delusion to smile at my own folly.

I shortly made no secret of my attachment to Mrs. Conway.

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.

"My own fancy, Evans," he answered, "my own whim, perhaps. But we are not strangers.

I shall give his story in my own words.

My constitution, notwithstanding the heavy draughts made upon its powers by my youthful dissipations,

I allude to my old friend, Colby.

My country relations were not forgotten by me in my good fortune.

Conway returned my admiration, and whether she would have accepted the offer of my hand, had I been in

And I spoke with an energy that showed my mind.

it, than upon any other portion of my conduct.

I already began to blame myself for my deceit.

knowledge and my memory.

There is no need that I should pause here to dwell on my meeting with my benefactor Lee, and the shame

with which I acknowledged my guilt, and gave him back his letter.

But great as was my fault, I was hardly prepared for his storm of anger.

: and at the end of a fortnight I left my place.

My little guide crouched down close by my feet—it may be that the knowledge of the presence of death

As she mentioned the course of her walk, I started, for a dim fear took possession of my mind, to which

"Did you," gasped I faintly, as the name struck my ear, and a feeling of deadly sickness crept over my

I was almost out of my senses with agony and alarm.

But time pressed, and lifting that form so dear to me, in my arms, I bore her into the planter's residence

I shall not think it worth while for my story, to give a minute account of the lady's illness.