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My canary is singing loud & fast, as I write—Cloudy half-dripping weather, promising cold—clear skies

friend Yours rec'd & welcomed, as always—I send Vol. of "Specimen Days and Collect," with emendations—My

" by Walt Whitman for title page— making two books — But I leave the thing, (after having expressed my

one made there, if you prefer to have your own as you may—Write me often as you can—I am tied up in my

corner by paralysis, & welcome friends' letters—bad cold raw weather—my bird is singing furiously—I

She is an American, & my best friend— Walt Whitman to Ernest Rhys, 2 February 1887

while away the time—but fear being intrusive with them— I am living here in a little wooden house of my

328 Mickle Street Camden Dec: 21 '85 My dear friend Real glad to hear from you once more, as by yours

Seems to me mortality never enclosed a more beautiful spirit— The trouble ab't my eyesight passed over

had dinner &c—I go there every Sunday—So I get stirr'd up some, but not half enough—three reasons, my

natural sluggishness & the paralysis of late years, the weather, & my old, stiff, slow horse, with a

better—he gives up for the present his European tour, but is coming here soon for a week—As I close, my

st—Camden — March 26 Am ab't the same as usual—Had a bad spell two weeks ago, but am now around after my

the same (a letting down a little peg, if no more, every time)—Yes I have had superb treatment from my

wall before me this moment with the Bacon —(I am ashamed to say never before acknowledged—but it is in my

little sitting room & before my eyes every day—more than half the time is taken for Shakspere) — I am

in general health—full as well—but laid by with lameness—added to by a fall two months ago & turning my

invitations to me which I should be most glad to accept—but I find it best not to stray too far from my

Give my best love & remembrances to her? I am comfortable here in my shanty.

Kennedy again lauded his book ("Walt Whitman, the Poet of Humanity"): "I have completed (rough finish) my

and Talcott Williams are the instigators of it all—(I am receiving great & opportune Kindnesses in my

old days—& this is one of them) — The printed slip on the other side I just cut out of my Phila: Press

January 21 O'Connor reported to Whitman that "the New York publishers have uniformly refused to publish my

White, even at my expense."

All my Herald bits will be included in November Boughs & I will send an early proof of all to you—As

I write I am sitting here in my big chair by the window (I have open'd it a few moments—it is near sunset—air

am quite immobile & don't get out except by being toted —a bunch of white lilies is in the window & my

feeling comfortable & hearty—took quite a drive yesterday afternoon & out to supper in the evening to my

Camden Evn'g Jan 31 '89 Have had a favorable day in my condition—fine sunny pleasantly cool weather—hope

has been & may be again—think of you every day as we all do—many inquiries ab't you—have a big Vol (my

Feb: 8 '89 Am thinking a good deal ab't you to-day—have rec'd the card N[elly] sent & it has rous'd my

tho't's & sympathies greatly—Nothing new or special in my condition— Love to you & N— Walt Whitman Walt

Camden March 3 '89 Am feeling better all day from the encouraging & sunny news my young friend Horace

H T will send hence (March 4) two copies of my big book by express, one for you & one for Nelly —yours

noon Feb: 24 '89 Sitting here by the oak fire dawdling over the Sunday's Tribune and the Phil: Press —my

last three days & nights—nothing very new—sunny & very cold here—some strangely favorable notices ab't my

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

afternoon Feb: 10 '89 Hope you have as fine & sunny a day in Wash'n as we are having here—Send you my

February 15, 1889 Am sitting by the oak fire all day—no visitors or letters—but sort o' get along with my

papers & books—Kennedy, Boston, sends kindest inquiries ab't you with sympathy & greeting—My friend

this)—the last date fixed by Dr B starting hither was 18th (next Monday)—Ab't as usual with me—(but my

Camden— Feb: 16—Forenoon Had my breakfast abt 9¼—mutton-broth, (some small bits of well stew'd meat)

My dear friend, Again a few lines to you.

The past summer & fall have laid me up again, & I am now entering the sixth month of confinement in my

I have also a big 900 page Vol. nearly ready, combining all my writings, last revisions, &c.

If so I send him my affectionate remembrances—I am sitting by my oak-wood fire writing this (cold but

Love & thanks to you, my friend, & best best regards to my Irish friends all.

Camden Evn'g: Jan: 1 '89 My best loving wishes for the New Year to you and William —O if deepest wishes

, though slowly—I & many are looking more than he knows toward W's propects—Best love & sympathy to my

furnished me by the printer after all, & I will send you 15 copies —The cards in the little envelope are my

Tom H. comes every day—my brother George also—my sister Lou has just visited me this mn'g—Y'r letter

treatment applied to himself—it is autobiographic of course—pathologic— It grows cloudy & cooler—have had my

friendly & cheering letter f'm E C Stedman this forenoon—As for me I get on ab't the same as of late—Keep my

Sept: 19 '88 "The same subject continued" was the heading of the old chapters' novelists, this is ab't my

I hope so—I hear from Dr B[ucke] —& friends here come in a good deal—meantime I am anchor'd here in my

Camden Evn'g Dec: 21 '88 Thanks for your good letter rec'd this forenoon—I sympathize with William as my

Wednesday Evn'g Oct: 3 '88 The doctor was here this afternoon & speaks encouragingly but I still keep in my

sick room—My books are thro' the electrotyper & printer & are now in the binder —Soon as ready I shall

letter came—but I wish it had bro't me better news than that ab't the eyes—I still remain coop'd in my

—Had a good supper, oysters & champagne, at my friends the Harneds in the evn'g—I only eat two meals

Camden Sunday 3 P M June 17 '88 Am sitting up at present—fearfully weak & little or no grip on my brain—but

the doctor gives favorable clues, says pulse is vigorable—my good nurse has given me a good bath—& I

Monday PM Aug: 6 '88 Hot & sweltering weather here now the sixth day—No good news to send you ab't my

—sitting up —but have not left my room— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to William D.

remarkably fine sunny day, & I went & sat in the warm bright bask of it from 12 to 1—Not much different in my

I am still imprison'd in my sick room—Please send the "Open Court" (in the bundle) to Dr Bucke —Am comfortable

Camden New Jersey America March 15 1887 My dear Ernest Rhys Here is for your edition, a special concluding

tantalizing me a good deal, as I can just glean enough for a whiff only—Nothing special to write ab't in my

fresh lilacs—beautiful—am cogitating of a strong out-door push chair to get out in, to be propell'd by my

bitterly— I am somewhat better, & late yesterday afternoon I was taken out & jaunted around for an hour—my

first experience of out door for most a year, & it was very refreshing—then when I came back & up to my

been very bleak & cold here but better & sunny to day—I am quite unwell, but keep up & around & eat my

meals in moderation—(an old fellow who comes here said to me as I was eating my supper "No extremes

On January 13, 1888, Burroughs wrote: "My domestic skies are not pleasant & I seem depressed & restless

Indeed I am thinking strongly of selling my place. I am sick of the whole business of housekeeping.

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

lines of greeting in Munyon's Illustrated World, combining as they do the cradle and evening song of my

My brother writers have been very generous to me and I heartily thank them for it" (see also Horace Traubel

hope indeed when this comes, there will be again— Matters here ab't "the same subject continued" as my

Camden April 11 '89 Splendid sunny perfect weather here—I sit with my window open—friendly notices from

proof reading, big house)— Dull times with me—constipation & inertia at the fore, & both big—have had my

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

big books by this time—I can hardly tell why, but feel very positively that if any thing can justify my

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

letter from T B Aldrich Boston—he buys the big book (sending $25 for it) —Am feeling well (for me)—pass my

Things with me abt same—I sit here in my big chair alone most of the time, as ever, same old monotonous

Have been hoping all day I sh'd get some word & relieving word from you—but nothing—Can only write my

Have just had my massage treatment. Is beneficial.

of G. with Sands at Seventy & Backward Glance as epilogue & am busying myself at it (to commemorate my

finishing my 70th year)— Best love— W W Walt Whitman to William D.

same—am slowly getting on with the new (pocket-book) ed'n L of G. with Annex bits & Backw'd Glance at end—My

. & at better presentation, picture &c. than you might fancy) —Am still under my "cold in the head" misery