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My dear William & Nelly O'Connor, I write a few lines to tell you how I find the folks at home—Both my

My brother would be in what I would almost call fair condition, if it were not that his legs are affected—it

I find myself perplexed about printing my book.

My brother Jeff wishes me to give you his sincerest thanks for your good will &c in the matter of the

My sister at Burlington Vt. is not well, & mother will probably pay a long visit there this summer.

, through my consciousness since I commenced to be untrammeled in thought: he has given me views which

help to render my 'dark days' endurable and my nights teem with companions.

He travels with me and he points out the goodness of men and things and he intensifies my pleasures by

I thought I knew the greatest American in my dear friend Henry George, but no!

any extreme statement, he seems to hit several real proper nails on their heads—gets pretty close to my

Myrick set up at my insistence alternative title-pages.

Fairchild writes me as follows: May 4 My dear Mr.

Pray give my love and a goodby to W. W.

"My benison attend her! How always nobly good she is to us! A rare woman, every way."

(the only one I can lay my hands on at present) taken some time ago by Johnston in my little room in

I began to feel very much numbed with the cold, and my eyes suffered a good deal from the glare of the

I was now only able to take three steps at a time without stopping, as my legs began to give way, and

I attribute my being able to reach the top to my wind; I never felt want of breath at any time, while

M., with my hands cut to bits, my nails worn to the quick with holding on, I reached the hut and there

One of my eyes is completely 'bunged up,' the other just enables me to see to write this.

London May 18, 1875 My dearest Friend, Since last I wrote to you at the beginning of April (enclosing

at Colne) I have been into Wales for a fortnight to see Percy & have looked, for the first time in my

That is the end of my long story.

My children are all well & growing & unfolding to my heart's content.

Goodbye my dearest Friend. A. Gilchrist. Anne Gilchrist to Walt Whitman, 18 May 1875

Last week my brother, Percy, who is an actor, came up to town with the news that he was going off to

He sails to-morrow afternoon by the "Norham Castle" from Blackwall, & to-day my Father & Mother, anxious

It is absurd that I have never yet found my way to France.

Yesterday I went down to Blackwall to see my brother stowed safely on board the "Norham Castle."

The other day he & his father drove round here, & in my absence carried off Edith, who had never seen

I have written & sent my application to Mr Otto, & also a few lines to Mr Ashton, with a copy of it.

I am most desirous to get the appointment, as enclosing, with the rest of the points, my attentions to

the soldiers & to my poems, as you intimate.

Still Leaves of Grass is dear to me, always dearest to me, as my first born, as daughter of my life's

Not a word for over three months from my brother George —the probabilities are most gloomy.

- ward southward , Alone, held by this eternal self of me, out of the pride of which I have utter'd my

Fascinated, my eyes, reverting from the south, drop't, to follow those slender winrows, Chaff, straw,

I take what is underfoot; What is yours is mine, my father.

I throw myself upon your breast, my father, I cling to you so that you cannot unloose me, I hold you

from my dead lips the ooze exuding at last! See—the prismatic colors, glistening and rolling!)

My sister sent him in a jar of the clams recommended by Burroughs when here.

I was to take this to my father who was to make a design for it.

He answered: "I still ask my old question: did it ever go?"

Philp starts from Washington this evening so I must cut short my letter.

dear sir, please accept with my trust in the success of the enterprise my kindest respects to yourself

R Bedford Penn a Pennsylvania July 31st 85 My Dear Mr Whitman I am here in these mountains and all around

I will follow in the footsteps of my parents as in their young days they did the very same thing.

Having been told so many times at my mothers knee of how she did these things when she was young.

Soul to do these things over again as my parents did them.

I see many friends and many who were friends of my Father and Mother.

I wish you would see that the printer puts all names of books into italics , as my copy indicated.

One thing I must beg, that you will restore to its place in the text so much of Emerson's letter as my

It is absolutely necessary to my point on Cook that the letter should stand right up there and face him

entirely to my taste.

It is probable that my state is reaction from the severe work of the winter at Washington.

My dear friend, I rec'd your first letter of about a month ago, (March 9)—I enquired of a friend in the

it miscarry,) but let that go— The changes in the Attorney Gen's office have made no difference in my

Browning—I couldn't wish to have better bosses—& as to the pleasantness & permanency of my situation

My dear friends, I often think about you all—Helen & Emily in particular, & wish I could look in upon

you, Sunday afternoons—I warmly thank you for your hospitable offers—Give my best respects to Mr.

mornin dated the 13 and was very glad to hear from yo i am not very well i have good dele of pain in my

away an then we must all sooner or later give up this world— i had a few lines from home this morning my

little girl is sick and i feeling bad to think that i cant see her now but my prays is that she may

start for elickazandry [Alexandria] to the convalesent camp if i could get to the city i could get my

discharge but i cant father i thank yo for seeing about my discriptave list for they owe me now six

Leaves of Grass, "I Wander All Night in My Vision," Leaves of Grass.

My hands are spread forth . . 

I descend my western course . . . . my sinews are flaccid, Perfume and youth course through me, and I

darn my grandson's stockings.

though I lie so sleepy and sluggish, my tap is death.

the best last news of Wm —Quite certainly I am weathering—to all appearance—this ab't sixth whack of my

war paralysis—(thanks mainly I opine to a sound strong body heredity from my dear father & mother)—I

am still keeping my room—shall attempt a mild raid soon—take no medicines—have finished (sent in all

copy) my little Nov: Boughs —Horace Traubel is a noble faithful fellow—Weather continues superb— Walt

Holsman Mansion Passaic, New Jersey 9 June '79 My dear Mr Whitman, I got yours of the 24th ult. & also

I enclose a copy of the selections you made from my journal, and also an account of the information Miss

for those loose sheets which I used sometimes to resort to, partly because I was accustomed to write my

, & it strikes me I have in my portfolios much that is better than that, unprinted.

office in the city, as my letters are forwarded every day.

My Whittier is in Funk & Wagnall's safe & is highly complimented by the editor of the series.

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

431 Stevens street Camden New Jersey US America Sept 8 '76 Edward Dowden My dear friend I send you by

Dowden's set was directed right—My second batch of the new edition (600 copies each Vol.) is at last

I have many things to say to you my dear friend.

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

Camden Dec December 19/1875 1876 My dear Johnston, Yours of yesterday rec'd.

My nephew & I when traveling always share the same room together & the same bed, & would like best to

I want to bring on a lot of my books, new edition, & sell them, so I can raise a little money (—& that

is what my young man is for.)

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

Private My dear Sir: I send herewith a proof of my poem, for convenience for use in your paper, should

I fear his hearers hardly comprehended his lines, or dreamed at what he was driving, and some in my immediate

Traubel, With Walt Whitman in Camden, Friday, September 13, 1889 and Saturday, September 14, 1889: "My

My dear Walt— You will find the article you sent will be in the Times of this morning, when it is published

My brother William sailed for Port Royal ten days ago—to be present at the attack on Charleston—if it

would be of any service to you in any way, I know he would be rejoiced to serve you, if you mentioned my

I got it, looked into it with wonder, and felt that here was something that touched on depths of my humanity

I did not get my load of cabbage sold, had to leave them with a commissioner, over in the city, I got

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

works, to me, is that they have given me unspeakable religious certitude and confidence, have opened my

For Whitman's own response to Stedman's article, see "My Tribute to Four Poets" in Specimen Days and

Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my

Sept: 5. 1890 My dear Master I am sincerely obliged to you for your letter of August 19.

With the explanation you have placed in my hands, in which you give me liberty to use, I can speak with

The conclusion reached is, to my mind, in every way satisfactory.

either by your detractors or by the partizans of some vicious crankiness—sets me quite at ease as to my

I will tell my bookseller in London to send you a copy of the "Contemporary" in which there is an essay

Whitman's "Rejoinder" was also reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (Prose Works 1892, Volume 2: Collect and

Camden pm April 26 '88 If it sh'd be quite pleasant weather Sunday my present intention is to drive down

No special news in my affairs—things much the same old way—Joe has stopt by the window a few minutes.

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

Camden Jan 31 '90 P M early Ab't the same as usual—a rare egg & Graham bread & prunes & coffee for my

the wolf away & the benefit of very light food-eating, wh' is decided for an old fellow— I enclose my

when printed—$10 each, one paid —So far have escaped the grip, (but I guess I have the am't of it in my

Philips and two photographers visited the poet on January 29 and "'took me' in my room—(bo't two big

Camden Nov. 19 '87 Thank you & double-thank you, my dear young man, for your affectionate letter & money

My little canary is singing blithely.

I enclose you my last pieces—Yes, indeed we shall be glad to see you—Mrs D will & I will—Meanwhile love

Eakins is here painting my portrait—it seems strong (I don't know but powerful) & realistic—very different

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

Camden Saturday Night Jan 14 '88 Have had my supper (some rice pudding & a cup of tea) & am sitting here

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

Camden April 16 '89 Cloudy raw weather—(may be part of my glum condition)—No word from O'C[onnor] now

It may seem ungracious . . . to say so (for Dick is my friend and means me well) but his piece impresses

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

Supt. and my judgement and conscienece still tell me (as they told me all along) that my action has been

We are all well—my arm (shoulder) no longer gives me any pain or much annoyance.

letter to Whitman's disciple and biographer Horace Traubel: "I had a fall last evening and dislocated my

I send you my last screed in Critic N Y, (have sent other papers too)—Am getting along fairly considering—fair

It was later reprinted in Good-Bye My Fancy (1891).

Camden New Jersey U S America January 22 1890 My dear E R Y'rs regularly rec'd & welcom'd (I often send

change or happening—fairly buoyant spirits &c—but surely slowly ebbing —at this moment sitting here in my

transcript that appeared in Pall Mall Gazette on February 8, 1890, and that Whitman used in Good-bye My

sixty-five poems that had originally appeared in November Boughs (1888); while the second, "Good-Bye my

mind for some clew as to who I was, but I hardly think he placed me, though I told him the names of my

Whittier was standing by him & hearing my name, said to Emerson, "oh!

—I am making trips to N.Y. now adays nowadays to be treated for my arm & hand.

He cauterizes my back & arm with a red hot piece of platinum.

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

entitled "A Backward Glance O'er Travel'd Roads" and sixty-five poems; while the second, "Good-Bye my

Whitman's preface was also included in Good-Bye My Fancy (Philadelphia: David McKay, 1891), 51–53.

. | Apr 28 | 8 PM | 90, London | AM | MY 1 | | Canada; N. Y. | 4-29-90 | 11PM | 12.

I have been in Camden once or twice & should have called to see you but thought perhaps my comeing coming

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

print & stitching) of L of G. at last complete —after 33 yr's of hackling at it all times & moods of my

sixty-five poems that had originally appeared in November Boughs (1888); while the second, "Good-Bye my

health—pretty busy, but that does no harm—Inspector is to be here tomorrow or next day—I am about half through my

sixty-five poems that had originally appeared in November Boughs (1888); while the second, "Good-Bye my

Am still laid up here by disablement and paralysis—am confined entirely to my room and mostly to my chair

My dear friend O'Connor is very ill at Washington.

substantial volume—not that I am overwhelmed or even entirely satisfied by it, but as I had not put my

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

I do not want anything my fault to interfere with your progress.

It never quite approves itself to my eyes but I yield.

"I shall like to have it right here where I can put my hands on it—and my eyes."

Then we need title pages for your set and Bucke's and my own, and contents for all.

yes, Redpath was always partial to me—even went out of his way to curl my hair.

Dec December 11 '76 My dear Linton I have been for some weeks down in the country—half moping like—yet

I have been waiting for the chance to get from the bindery, or from my stack, (as I unwrap the books)

you want—I have it in mind, & shall get it so, & send it you— Meantime, let this remorseful note be my

apology— —My address here is still the same— Walt Whitman Camden New Jersey Walt Whitman to William

Washington March 24, '68 My dear Mr.

conversation between us a few days since, allow me in candor to say, that I should decidedly prefer to retain my

Record Clerk, the duties of which I feel that I can fulfil properly—& that I would therefore, as far as my

Browning's part, would I deem it my duty to waive the preference mentioned, & obey your commands.

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey May 3, '87 Your letter rec'd & welcomed as always—My visit to N Y

was a hasty flash only—I am more & more wretchedly physically disabled, & feel better off here in my

G—but I doubt whether it contains much (or any thing) for you—I can loan you my copy if you wish—I will

certainly keep you posted ab't myself, or any literary movement or change or happening of my work— Walt