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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

Your book, a gift always to be handed down & treasured by my clan, reached me on my 55 th birthday, and

made me wonder that your November Boughs still hang so rich with color, while my October Leaves are

to-day —he sends me the enclosed little slip from O'C —the condition is bad, & I feel pretty gloomy ab't my

of this last attack—I only wish I could feel so, or even approximate it—But any how thank God so far my

thoughts & mental power are entirely within my control—I have written a short letter to Critic (by their

request) on the "poet" question (wh' they may print) —My sister—George's wife —has just paid me a good

K. is in Boston at a Symphony Concert and a precious ½ hour for my soul being at my disposal I feel a

strong inner impulse to pour out here in the evening solitude, my heart to you in a genuine heart-letter

O'Connor to Bucke on October 20, 1888 mentioned that "a month ago my right eye closed, and the lid had

I intended to come to see you on my way here I had only time to make the train so could not see so will

call on my way Home are you better or do you still keep the same I hoped when the weather got cooler

particulars—H Gilchrist seems to be thriving & happy—I hear often from Dr Bucke —I will send you forthwith my

No word yet from Wm Gurd in re meter—I shall not be able to fix the time of my going East untill until

On October 20, 1888, O'Connor had written Bucke that "a month ago my right eye closed, and the lid had

Earlier that year, January 23, 1888, O'Connor had described one of his attacks for Bucke:"My state of

I sat down to dinner, suddenly felt a curious still feeling, pushed back my chair, and became perfectly

The room was lighted, and four doctors were around me, and my wife and a couple of neighbors.

It was a tough of apoplexy, incident to my malady the doctor said, and a small blood vessel in my head

I thought that by this time I should have been able to say something definite about my jaunt east, but

—bowel movements fair—no hitch in the progress of the big book, but slow—my dull indomitable inertia

Belmont Mass Oct 20 '88 My dear W.W.

Mrs K. is in Boston at a Symphony Concert and a precious ½ hour for my soul being at my disposal I feel

We are rolling out 90–100 books at once, & every page must pass under my eye twice & receive my fecit

before it goes out,—my guarantee.

I must stop & copy a page or so (my daily stint) of my Whitman bibliography (sawdusty job rather, but

My dear Walt Whitman I send you on behalf of Trübner & Co a draft for $14.43 for 39 copies of "Democratic

I remain my dear Walt Yours Sincerely Josiah Child Josiah Child to Walt Whitman, 20 October 1888

Camden Friday Evn'g Oct: 19 '88 It is dark & I have had my dinner & am sitting by the fire & gas light—anchor'd

& tied in my old big democratic chair & room, the same as all summer, now in the fall & soon the long

winter & (if I live) probably through all—I have been occupied most of the afternoon writing my autographs—there

are to be 600 for the Edition of my complete writings—it will be ab't 900 pages, & include all —a last

I wait with anxiety—I told you ab't my dear friend John Burroughs being here—he is now back at West Park

names, sometimes Southerners, sometimes Western or other writers of only one or two pieces,) deserve in my

I went first of all from Brooklyn to Washington to nurse some of my friends.

Well, I went just like that: I went 'on my own hook.'

"From Long Island I went with my parents and settled at Brooklyn.

For my part, I said, I thought Mr.

Gladstone's policy; and my wish, my desire, my animus, would certainly be on the side of the just, wise

I send you the Transcript with my notice of November Boughs —hastily pencil-scrawled bet between jobs

on my proof desk.

I asked Traubel to tell you that Wilson (Glaswegian) had written me my book. cordially yrs yours W.S.Kennedy

Law Offices JEROME BUCK, 206 BROADWAY, NEW YORK, October 16 188 8 My dear Sir, Please accept my lasting

I sought only thro' through Tom Harned a line from your hand to place in my copy of 'Leaves of Grass.

If you ever come my way I know a place hard by, where a bottle of the reddest Burgundy may be found that

I am my dear Mr Whitman Gratefully & faithfully yours Jerome Buck For Walt Whitman Esquire Camden NJ

I finished my Annual Report Sunday and mailed it yesterday—am at work now on "Lectures on Psycology &

I hope you will continue writing me such notes as these, "My food nourishes me better."

My love to W.W. J.B. John Burroughs to Walt Whitman, 16 October 1888

Camden Monday noon Oct 15 '88 I sit here to-day ab't the same—close by fire in my stove, as it is pretty

cool, though pleasant and sunny—now here laid by in the fifth month—all my strength, all bodily-ab't-going-ability

—Some of those photo places off one side appear to make the best pictures in the world—My printing matters

ab't our dear O'C—eagerly look for word —Matters so so with me—good bowel clearance to-day—word from my

friend Linton from Eng[land] to-day—he is well—Shall have some oysters for my dinner ab't 4—made my

On October 9, 1888, O'Connor wrote: "My eye is now under battery treatment (assault-and-battery treatment

Oct. '88 My dear Walt Whitman, Your card was welcomed the other day; but I was sorry it did not give

I suppose these late weeks here have been the happiest of my life,—in the sense of physical delight at

Every day I gather in this way some new association to add to my store; & all the while I am picking

A very few days will wind up my report and then I should be comparatively free.

My eye is now under battery treatment (assault-and-battery treatment, you would think to look at it!)

and just as soon as I can recover my sight a little better, I will plunge into the volume, which now

ONTARIO London, Ont., 9 Oct 188 8 I have the "November Boughs" today with my name and yours on fly leaf

I lay this book by as one of my most precious possessions.

If this book does not go I shall think (as my father used to say) that "the devil is in it" for sure.

Graham bread toasted, & a cup of chocolate—ate pretty well (this & yesterday are favorable days)—In my

eating neither at all ascetic nor sumptuous—pass two hours to-day putting my autograph to the poetic

Sidney Morse is in Chicago—I remain in fair spirits & comfortable—am just going to have my dinner (I

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

know you want to hear—Pretty much "the same subject continued" yet with me—I am still imprisoned in my

To-day I am feeling pretty fairly—Mr & Mrs Johnston, my N Y friends, call'd yesterday to see me—I had

his eyes are troubling badly—but he wields spirit & determination same as ever—am drawing to a close my

Camden NJ America Thursday Evn'g Oct 4 '88— Still keeping my sick room but fair spirits & no worse—great

Camden Thursday Evn'g Oct: 4 '88 Still here in my sick room—everything much the same—Book printing &c

My answer to it has crossed the letter enclosing yours.

For myself, after some five years work on a book concerning my own especial art, I am now waiting the

up yet, but as far as I am concerned I like it first rate have a good hard coal fire in the grate in my

My annual report is nearly all in rough draft and some of it copied out—it will be considerably longer

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

Whitman, Thy welcome card came just as we were leaving London last week, after a very sad week with my

I am using these days of leisure to mature a scheme of education for Ray, & enlarge my list of books

Pray give my love to him & say I am expecting a letter saying when I may write to him. Herbert P.

I shall have to get at my lectures on "mental diseases" for the students at medical college here as soon

I note all you say about my "W.W" Your wishes will be religiously respected I did think of considerable

I hear in the hall outside my door the steady tramp and chatter of some dozens of men and women.

all well and hearty, Mrs B. took all the children to the fair yesterday, they had quite a time—for my

My Dear Walt Whitman: May I hope that you are better than the papers say?

ONTARIO London, Ont., 24 Sept 188 8 We are having a devil of a time so don't be uneasy if my letters

Meanwhile I ought to be writing my annual report—the meter too is likely to call on me for some attention

It has been my effort not to grow querulous in my old age, but to have more faith and gayety of heart

Several of the poems I wrote there if left out of my works would be like losing an eye.

Sometimes I think my Western experiences a force behind my life work.

I think it due to the fact that my work was divided equally among both opposing forces and my poetic

I think I combine that with the spiritualistic inseparately in my books and theories.

The Herald, New York, Sept 23, 188 8 My Dear Whitman: How can I tell whether this brings pleasant or

Camden Saturday noon Sept. 22 '88 Still here in my big chair in the sick room yet—a coolish wave to-day

him as of old—he thinks himself it affects his literary power, (style, even matter)—Horace told him my

binder this evening—Shall not feel out of the woods & all safe, until I see the October Century , with my

roots" for the meter (slang from N Y vagabonds, for favorable prophecy)—It gets cooler & I have donn'd my

In his journal he wrote of their farewell: "He presses my hand long and tenderly; we kiss and part, probably

Mr Whitman — Although a stranger to you I wish to say through the medium of my pen that I have become

Gurd (and my boys) home this evening—guess we shall be able to move ahead with meter now.

I am struggling with my report and getting on slowly—it will be much longer than usual—a lot about alcohol

Camden Wednesday P M Sept: 19 '88 Still here in my sick room.

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 am trying to get on with my annual report but it moves slowly—however I have time and I shall no doubt

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