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stupid as can be here—Capital massages tho' rough & rasping as I can stand like the ones ordered by my
criticism . . . after full retrospect of his works and life, the aforesaid 'odd-kind chiel' remains to my
Camden Nov: 21 '89 Cloudy now the third day—Nothing very new—my little poemet (welcoming Brazil republic
last four days—rest &c: last night satisfactory—rare fried eggs, Graham bread, stew'd prunes & tea for my
Fritzinger, has just been up to see me—I like the two fellows, & they do me good (his brother Warren is my
I send another piece ab't Dr Sequard —it is just past noon & I am ab't having my currying.
Whitman's housekeeper, took care of both Harry and Warren after the death of their father, the sea captain
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
here several days, & now—So-so with me—nothing I suppose very bad, but bad enough—am sitting here in my
I have abt 10 minutes a day to my self!
Wilson has my MS now. Am going to take a vacation in a month.
Do drop me a line dear & revered papa, & relieve my anxiety abt you. W. S. Kennedy.
Traubel, With Walt Whitman in Camden, Thursday, September 12, 1889 and Saturday, September 14, 1889: "My
Camden Oct 8 '89 Y'rs of 6th rec'd —Did you get the Harper's Weekly Sept. 28 with my little "Bravo, Paris
am sitting here as usual in the big chair—suppose you get the Harper's Weekly I sent yesterday with my
Oct: 22 '89 Fine sunny weather continued—Warren Fritzinger , one of Mrs D's sailor boys, is acting as my
Y'rs rec'd—Suppose Ed is there all right by this time —Shall I send you my N Y Critic after rec'd?
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
middling)—I have been sitting here, trying to interest myself in the mn'g papers—have three of them—& my
if there give him my love.
horse brush) & will give me another ab't 9 1/2—they are very acceptable to me—sting a little & make 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
— Harpers Monthly man rejects my poem —says it is too much an improvasition —An Englishman (in an eulogism
Whitman enclosed a reprint of "My 71st Year" with corrections (Feinberg).
send you by him a parcel of portraits—tell me if they reach you in good order —Am feeling in one of my
honey for breakfast—bowel action—Herbert G[ilchrist] here last evn'g rec'd from (& sent back) proof of my
1/2 past 2 —still dark & raining—had a good pummeling an hour ago—& shall have another at 9 evening—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
nap of say four hours f'm 12 to 4 nearly every night)—an egg (fried very rare) with Graham br'd for my
I am writing in my office. I can just see to write without the gas and that is all.
Nearly every one at my house is more or less sick—some of them pretty bad (but nothing dangerous so far
sane people about the institution more or less sick. 2 out of the 4 doctors in bed nearly every one at my
Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my
Robert Browning (1812–1889), known for his dramatic monologues, including "Porphyria's Lover" and "My
For my own part I have just had a glorious dinner of roast turkey and plum pudding and feel well!
My great anxiety now is to put meter matters in such shape that I may get to Phila and see yourself and
Traubel and see with my own eyes how things are with you.
I shall not be surprised to see my highest claims for you (for making which I have been counted a lunatic
My copy of Sarrazin has come to hand by the afternoon's mail—it is as you said, a lovely little book.
My daughter Clare is still in bed but will be up in a day or two I trust.
You will feel bad about it I know and it is very natural you should still it is my decided conviction
Bucke is referring to Whitman's poem "My 71st Year," which would be published in Century Illustrated
ASYLUM FOR THE INSANE LONDON, ONTARIO London, Ont. 8 Nov 188 9 It is after tea (7 P.M.), I am over in my
soon as I get a few hundred that I can spare (and I look for that time to come very soon now) it is 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
Yesterday & to-day I am perceptibly better—Cooler & signs of September—Still adhere to my 2d story room
moment—I have somewhere a printed slip of "Old Age's Lambent Peaks" & will yet send it—but I cannot lay my
hand on it this moment—a cloudy rather pleasant day, almost cool—quiet—I reiterate the offer of my mare
well to-day—weather heavy, damp, cloudy to-day—have been feasting on strawberries (a big basket f'm my
Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my
ab't enough for some bills needing payment —O now I feel relieved— Nothing particularly different in my
November Boughs (1888) and Complete Poems & Prose: "I shall look upon them as the crown and summit of all my
little "Old Age's Lambent Peaks" appears in the just out Century —Maurice, I should like you to have my
L C Moulton is coming here this afternoon —I am reading Boswell's Johnson —My Elias Hicks plaster bust
dark wet day—raining hard outside as I sit here by the window—am feeling pretty well—have just had my
unawares—invites to swell dinners (or societies &c) invariably declined—Am idle & monotonous enough in my
weeks & life here—but upon the whole am mighty thankful it is no worse—my buying this shanty & settling
D[avis] to cook for me, might have been bettered by my disposing some other way —but I am satisfied it
Camden 9 P M March 19 '88 I was out yesterday to my friends the Harneds , & took a 3 or 4 mile drive
Review Eng. wherein I read the piece by W m Sharp on Amer National Literature —nothing deep —my Bolton
have been speaking and all others whom you may know though I do not, that words fail me to express my
Houghton, Mifflin, 1892), for which Whitman wrote the Preface (which he later included in Good-Bye My
Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to
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
I am still confined to the room & chair—eat & drink moderately—my meals mostly mutton-broth with bits
badly off—worse—& I am much worried ab't him—he is laid up, mainly bed fast, in his house—very bad, at my
Whitman's housekeeper, took care of both Harry and Warren after the death of their father, the sea captain
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
Camden 1889 Saturday early P M June 1 — Well here I am, feeling fairly, commencing my 71st year.
turning (which were fortunately wide & easy) to the big banquet hall & big crowd, where I was roll'd to my
speeches from) outsiders—The compliments & eulogies to me were excessive & without break —But I fill'd my
Camden Aug: 14 '88 Sunny & cool to-day—nothing new in my case—bowel action—my lines on Sheridan's burial
were printed in Herald Aug: 12—(I am beginning to keep my bits & contributions, poetic spurts &c. again
out still undecided—not before than October anyhow—I still have the design of making a 900 page Vol. my
1888] I am about the same—Strangely somehow I don't get any more power in my body or legs—I feel pretty
as before—I have not left the room up stairs yet (now nine weeks)—the Doctor thinks it not best yet— My
all, & thought it best to hurry it done right off—But at present I am much as of late years, except my
few lines from Jeff (in St Louis)—I am now sitting in the big chair—Spend most of the day here—had my
.— Delightful day—am sitting here ab't as usual—had my breakfast ab't 9—(get my dinner ab't 4 or ½ past
send proof pages 119 to 127—part of "Elias Hicks" —In a few days shall send 118 & all the rest—I send my
My Complete Works , ab't 900 pp Vol: will be put to press nearly contemporaneously with the Nov.
recover strength or personal activity or any thing of that sort, the least particle—I have not left my
don't want them back)— If any gaps of the proof pages up to 104 exist, mention it & I will remit—Keep my
room yet—am sitting now (& in four fifths time day) in the capacious ratan-seated arm chair—my condition
inclusive —there will be ab't 20 more—I am more comfortable than you may suppose Sunset Have had & enjoyed my
My opine is that our dear O'Connor is better—jaunting at present for the time an easier road on plateau
than the C itself) —Ed Stafford has just call'd with some apples & a chicken— Saturday Sunset Have had my
dinner, stew'd chicken & rice pudding—have not left my room yet, but shall get down a few minutes to-morrow
new little "November Boughs" is slowly but steadily moving—Horace Traubel is invaluable to me in it—My
head in preparing my copies or reading proof is poorly, dull, raw, no weak grip, no consecutive, no
three days—good temperature, neither hot nor cold to-day—I neither improve nor really go back—Keep my
room rigidly yet—have had today a bowel movement—& sit up most of the time—eat my meals sufficiently
will document (witnessed by ocular witnesses as this state statute requires) and the designation of my
cool and raw—bad feeling in belly and head regions, all day so far—had the preluded coca-wine, & then my
breeze—I am pretty comfortable while I sit quietly & dawdle over papers &c. as the last three hours—but my
purpose—or write— Two letters rec'd from you to day—Mrs Harned sent me a first rate broiled chicken for my
letters from friends of long ago—have just answered to an old N Y Broadway driver—also just a word to my
Camden Tuesday Early PM July 17 '88 Pleasant weather warmish but not hot—my body strength & head grip
Mitchell suggested it yesterday afternoon—I feel better I suppose as I sit here, but my head is thick
to 92 inclusive proof sheets, those are all the printers given me to date—I am still sitting up—have my
Burroughs was still depressed: "I try to keep absorbed in my farm operations.
Horace Traubel —& by the best printers I have ever yet had—The Century people have just sent me again my
October number—bowel movements continue every day or other day—I take no drugs at all—have not moved from my
them)—I enclose Ernest Rhys's letter, just rec'd —also two letters for you—I believe they still print my
Ralph Waldo Emerson, Ellen Emerson, and Sanborn: "There was a general agreement with my position."
since that ill spell—Nothing special or new with me—bitter cold just now here, but sun shining to day—My
visitors—Morse still away west—the Smiths going to London early in summer—Mrs D[avis] has just been in to see to my
coal & to say we are to have apple pudding for dinner—it is chilly here as I finish this—my little bird
this, Mr Horace Traubel, a personal friend of mine, the same as you would with me, & consider him as my