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magazines—the more necessary now as quite a set-back & very bad piece of luck has happened to me in my

one's mind that no words or writing can describe—I wish Jo and Debby to see this letter—& I send them my

back here again by nine o'clock, in time to finish the piece I have under way—Tell Mrs Rogers I send my

pleasure the nice visit & dinner in Linden Street—I have not forgotten Jane either — Susan you speak of my

It was conducted by a gentleman and his niece, free—I tell you it opened my eyes to many new things—makes

All goes much the same in my affairs—Write me soon & tell me how George gets along—Love to you all God

Camden Sunday Evn'g Aug: 12 '88 Nothing very new or different—I am still in my sick room—Sit up most

My Dear Walt, As you see by my address I am staying with a great friend of yours.

I posted a copy of my book to you about a week ago: I hope that you will read it and tell me how you

As yet, I have not taken my passage, but I hope to come early in May, and to spend a nice slice of my

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

letter came in the noon mail & I will write a few lines—Glad to hear little Susie is well & send her my

bring the chicken for me—it will be acceptable—Herbert was here this forenoon but did not come up to my

(painting most likely) on the carpet—at any rate I tho't he looks hearty & well—I am still kept in my

I almost doubt if I ever will—weakness extreme—I have sold the mare & phæton—I sold her for a song—my

and one big 900 Vol. to contain all my works—you shall have them, when ready—Harry too—I send my love

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

Camden Sunday Sept: September 10 My dear friend I went round last evening to call on Mrs Rogers, & thought

yesterday—he is well & hearty & seems to be having good times—I shall write to him to-day—Well the work on my

new book "Specimen Days" is finished, & I feel as if a troublesome job was off my hands The enclosed

the pond, the first three summers '76, '77 and '78 I was down there at your house—We could not get my

miles from Philadelphia— (While I am writing this it is a very pleasant quiet Sunday—as I sit here by my

(1884) 328 Mickle street Camden Monday 3 pm Nov 10 Thanks my dear friend for the nice chicken—I have

just had a part of it for my dinner—& the honey in the comb just like that is something I like—I had

request of a fine jolly young Englishman who is visiting there for a few days, & told me much about my

considerably better, more able to get around since the cool weather has set in—had rather a bad summer—my

On this date Whitman recorded the following in his Commonplace Book: "To day I begin my 69th year—almost

Cloudy & rain & dark weather to-day & looks like snow out—has been a rather gloomy week past with me—my

Ingersoll's lect: is being printed in a small book in N Y, & I will send you one—sell my books to purchasers

stronger—write soon & tell me ab't him, & w'd like to send him something for Christmas present—And my

enough for me to have him with me every day—I am getting more helpless than ever in legs and ankles—only 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

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

day—feels Spring—but I am suffering from the grip —it has caught me at last—am sitting here alone in my

how—it is pretty heavy here crippled here this way, week after week)—write a little—expect to speak my

Whitman is thinking here of the hymn sometimes called "Calvary," beginning "Come, O my heart," with the

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

grandfather Geo:)—Susan, thank you for the nice chicken—I enjoy'd the eating of it well—I am sitting here in my

den alone as usual—the sun is shining finely & I shall probably get out in my wheel chair for an hour

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

request I cheerfully agree to it—As far as I have power to do so I hereby grant you the right of setting my

I send a copy of my Complete Works & some pictures—with a slip of little piece in May Century —& my best

Whitman also sent "the MS of 'O Captain.'" See Whitman's Commonplace Book, Charles E.

Camden New Jersey May 27 —I have to-day sent by mail, same address as this card, my Volume Leaves of

My canary is singin' away as I write. Walt Whitman to Sidney H. Morse, 28 February 1888

most satisfactory affair at the church—no doubt it will all have to grow & adjust & form itself—but my

D is well—is in the back room working—my canary is singing away as I write. three little boys have just

been in to see me —my respects & love to y'r mother & all—tell Henry I rec'd his card —no definite day

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

—I think profoundly of my friends—though I cannot write to them by the post office.

—I write to them more to my satisfaction, through my poems.— Tell Hector I thank him heartily for his

—I am so non–polite—so habitually wanting in my responses and ceremonies.

—I not only assured him of my retaining faith in that sect, but that I had perfect faith in all sects

—They retard my book very much.—It is worse than ever.

, Dear Sir: Won't you do me the very great favor to write me a few lines regarding the condition of my

Though we have never met personally, I have heard of you from my mother & sister.

My sister in a late letter, wished me to write you & thank you for your great kindness to her.

Thayer I believe thinks all my thumb wont get well.

…be pleasant to Charlie while I am sick on my account" (The Trent Collection of Whitmaniana, Duke University

Traubel read this letter in 1889, Whitman commented on Heyde: "He is a cringing, crawling snake: uses my

was a plain everyday scamp I'd not feel sore on him: but in the rôle of serpent, whelp, he excites my

1309 Fifth av: near 86th Street May 28 '79 My dear Sir Yours of May 23d has reach'd me here—I am unable

or what office, in Huntington I think, or who keeps them, I can not say—Yes I was born at West Hills—my

father Walter Whitman—I trace the Whitmans there four generations—my grandmother (father's mother) was

Hannah Brush I am here on a visit—go back, last of next week, to Camden New Jersey, my regular p o address

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

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey June 14 '87 Dear S E C I wish to send you my special deep-felt personal

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

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

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.

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

three I have been away in New York—return'd only a few days ago—I am well and fat, & have been so, & my

four boys out, & then the four girls—I enjoyed their call—They were going off on a little excursion— My

brother & sister are well as usual—My nieces are now here —have left school—they are grown, tall hearty

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

very anxious I should know of the bad illness of a particular friend of mine, & so wrote to Kirkwood—My

handsome " Buster og Masker " has safely reach'd reached me—best thanks—I will soon send you a copy of my

prose " Specimen Days —Dr Bucke's book is not printed yet—My volumes are now published in Philadelphia

Clausen) your letter of 19th October, from Kopenhagen—& I cheerfully forward you my poems "Leaves of

I also enclose several articles & criticisms written about my books in England & America within the last

Please accept my best, brotherly good will.

Clausen, termed in Schmidt's letter "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

Dear Rudolf Schmidt The Danish edition Demokratiske Fremblik , of my Democratic Vistas , has reached

I suppose you rec'd received my letter from here of Jan. 25—about my illness, paralysis—(& the papers

Tribune , with a poem, (my latest,) Prayer of Columbus So you will see I cannot desist from writing,

Don't fail, my dear friend, to write me at least as soon as you return.

Graphic ) with acc't account of my illness —also February Harper's , and the , by this mail—I like to

My dear Rudolf Schmidt, I have sent you some books by Mr.

get of it, in advance, it is going to prove the grandest response & praise yet given anywhere to me & my

Clausen, identified by Schmidt as "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

Rudolf Schmidt, Dear Sir & Friend, Your magazine with the article on my book has safely reached me—&

I will write to you thence more fully, & hope to continue having letters from you—My address will be

America July 31, '75 My dear Rudolf Schmidt , Your letter of July 17, from near Wiemar has just reached

I do not recover my health —for over two months past have been worse than ever, but feel better to–day

world, as an active worker—& the best I look for is to keep up, by care & moderation, & have the use of my

mind as so far, with the partial use of my physical powers, for whatever term of life I have yet to

this forenoon, riding in a street car—& to the printing office, where I am printing a little book, my

S—population, 4½ millions, very advanced, very sound, a good race, ⅔ds English ⅓ French)—I am now on my

Washington May 28, 1872 My dear Rudolf Schmidt, I have rec'd yours of April 25.

I shall have much to say about it in my next. I send you two or three humorous American works.

be published, forming part of a little book—which I will send you—During June I shall be home with my

Clausen, whom Schmidt termed "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he left

Elster at Throudhjem, containing my last, (the College poem) & a piece in about my sickness.

is well at last accounts. 4) I myself have pleased myself more fully with Redwood Tree than any of my

Columbus is more popular far)—I suppose it is hardly necessary to tell you that I have pitched and keyed my

America Aug. 28, '74 Rudolf Schmidt My dear friend, Your letter of July 28, from Gaûsdal, in "old Norway

I was dismissed from my clerkship under Government at Washington about two months ago.

America Jan 27 76 My dear Rudolf Schmidt It is now some time since I have written to you, or heard any

I still remain here laid up unwell from my paralysis—but keep much the same—no worse.

Jan. 25, '74 My dear Rudolf Schmidt , Your letter of Jan. 2 has just reached me here.

I have been at death's door myself—& during the year have lost my dear mother & a dear sister by death

probably get well again—But I remain paralyzed yet—walk with difficulty & very little—have bad spells in my

If so, give him my address, & tell him to come & see me.

America (I have not given up my place in the Solicitor's office, Washington—but keep up communication

criticism—when it comes I shall have it carefully translated to me—if you communicate with him, please give him my

Clausen, who Rudolf Schmidt called "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

Camden New Jersey U S America Dec: 24 '89 Still (after a sort) hold possession of the ship —but my grasp

growing fainter & my eyes dimmer—Wish to specially write to thank you for kindness —Y'r proof just rec'd

I wish to know whether you have safely received the particular copy of the last edition of my poems,

I shall send you, probably by next mail, my latest piece, in a western magazine for February.

Also a second copy of my pamphlet "Democratic Vistas"—If the first copy reached you, send the second

America —about April 10, I shall return here again, & my address will be — I am writing this at my desk—as

above, Treasury Building, middle of afternoon—From my great south window I can see a far-stretching

Clausen, termed in Schmidt's letter "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

My dear Rudolf Schmidt , My lonesomeness & sickness here, (for I am still sick, & here,) have been much

rejoiced to–day today by my getting your good & copious letter of 28th February, on your return to Kopenhagen

copies Demokratiske Fremblik , & one copy in sheets—also three copies picture paper Folkeblad , with my

Tribune ) my two latest pieces Song of the Redwood Tree , (California,) and Prayer of Columbus , which

the head—walk hardly any, (from the paralysis,) but maintain good spirits, keep up in body & face, (my

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey U S America Dec: 18 '81 My dear Rudolf Schmidt Yours of Nov: 27

too mourn the death of Elster —though unknown I had formed a liking for him—I shall forward one of my

book will not be published for some months—perhaps a year—I send you, same mail with this, a copy of my

is Sunday, just before sunset—& we have had a fine day—indeed a fine mild winter so far—have been in my

new edition is David Bogue, St Martin's Place, Trafalgar Square— I have heard that my book is to be

Clausen ) my poems "Leaves of Grass"—and little prose work "Democratic Vistas"—also a piece I recited

My verse strains its every nerve to arouse, brace, dilate, excite to the love & realization of health

Meanwhile, abroad, my book & myself have had a welcome quite dazzling.

Freilegrath Freiligrath translates & commends my poems.

For all, accept my friendliest good wishes. Direct Walt Whitman Washington, D. C.

Clausen, termed in Schmidt's letter "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he

My dear Rudolf Schmidt, Your letter of 17th August has just reached me—also the Dagbladet , (four no's

I am now back here at work for the fall & winter—My address is permanently here—I get all your letters

I have lately rec'd received a paper from Pesth, Hungary, with a feuilleton about my poems.

Clausen, termed in Schmidt's letter "my old friend and countryman," corresponded with Schmidt after he