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Dearest Mother, I have grown better the last four or five days, & don't have that pain in my head now

It has got pretty cold here the last two days—I wear my big old overcoat.

infantry, that wouldn't do the same, on occasion— Tuesday morning April 12th Mother, I will finish my

envelopes, & one to George—Write how you are, dear Mother, & all the rest—I want to see you all—Jeff, my

sis is—I am well as usual, indeed first rate every way—I want to come on in a month, & try to print my

o'clock Dearest mother , I am writing this over at the office—I have made a sort of commencement of my

name—is it Sarah Pintard ) —when you next write tell me—I am feeling quite well—(only easily put out with my

Later a board of inquiry attributed the disaster to dereliction of duty on the part of the captain.

Singing Thrush" (later titled "Wandering at Morn") on March 15, 1873; "Spain" on March 24, 1873; "Sea Captains

mother, how are you nowadays—I do hope you feel well & in good spirits—I think about you every day of my

see women in the hospitals, mothers come to see their sons, & occasionally one that makes me think of my

dear mother—one did very much, a lady about 60, from Pennsylvania, come to see her son, a Captain, very

as it was that time that my hand was cut in the artery, & I was liable to gangrene myself—but she and

breakfast in my room in the morning myself, & dinner at a restaurant about 3 o'clock—I get along very

leave without pay—I want to come home for a while, both to be home, & to see about the new edition of my

along—we had a cold week, but the past three days has been much moderated—I am satisfied in the main with my

I have such a good bed—& my stove does very well—it is a little bit out of the way in location—My work

easy—I am through by 4—I find plenty who know me—I received a week's pay on Monday, came very acceptable—My

My room is 468 M street, 2d door west of 12th—from 10 till 4, I am in the Indian Bureau, north-east corner

Mason, who "used to be in my party on the Water Works."

According to his letter to Jeff on January 30, 1865, Whitman wrote to "Captain" Mason the same day; on

June 9 '89 Lou, I rec'd the aspargus, strawberries &c, by Charley—have had some of the a[sparagus] for my

least either on the right or left side) with a button at top—I am so in the habit of carrying things in my

dull here muchly—I am sitting up in the 2d story room alone—door & windows open—Did you or George get my

Whitman noted that Louisa "bro't my new blue gown" on June 11, 1889 (The Commonplace-Book, Charles E.

over here)—very hot indeed here the last four days, & continues still—I am standing it well—I take my

meals at Mrs Wroth's & find it a very good place—it was a good move, my going there—Mrs W is very kind—Tip

afraid something was the matter with him— I am busy five or six hours yet every day with the copy of my

receipt—I continue ab't half and half in feeling & health —Mrs: G. says Ed is well—I rec'd a note from my

guests when full, mostly families, very nice—capital table, (most too good for me, tempts me too much)— My

I suppose you get the papers I send—the Boston Globe of four or five days ago —& others—I get my letters

well here, sent on from Camden—Lou I send a small package directed to you by mail, please put it up on my

Clark very kind & thoughtful—appears as though I was going to have things all my own way—I have a table

havn't haven't heard from you all now in a fortnight— I came on yesterday from Boston —As I told you in my

last every thing went on there satisfactory —& my treatment from Osgood has been of the best—the prospect

contains only some MSS and stuff—also there may come a roll of printed matter for me, to be put up in my

the cars on the great Plains on the eastern frontiers of Colorado Well Lou Dear, I suppose you got my

in the cars writing this, (have a leaf-table before me to write on) 1 p m flying along, I can p with my

help her—two beautiful little children—she is groaning as I write— Denver Colorado Evening I finish my

Camden noon Nov: 19 '88 Dear Lou I continue getting along pretty well considering—Eat my rations & sleep

for—have not written myself)—Coolish, dark, rainy here to-day—I am sitting here yet by the stove in my

The big book (all my writings collected complete) will be done in ab't a fortnight—I shall send you one

him—I am to go again—He did not express any opinion particular—said he would tell me next time—examined my

a chicken—your card to Bell & letter to George came this forenoon—George has not yet got home— Lou, my

continues to get along excellently well—We have quite a good many callers —I am not so well to-day—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

—I never rode so fast before in my life—strangely enough too I slept quite well—only woke up every hour

yesterday at 3½—This great hotel is crowded with guests—the proprietor puts his private parlor & room at my

, wh' of course is the greatest help—Got a card f'm Hannah, & have written to her this evn'g—I send my

Warren —I wish I had something to send them—They are getting printed in a little book the speeches &c at my

2316 Pine street St Louis Oct 11—noon Dear Sister I have been quite unwell, a bad spell with my head,

is passing over apparently, for the present — —Lou I think I would like to have you or George put up my

if the parcel is too big)—please do it soon as convenient—there is brown wrapping-paper & string in my

this—I have written to Hannah and Mary from here—I have just written to the Camden post office to send my

henceforth not the least among the objects of our interest— —Showery here to-day—I tho't of getting out with my

is welcomed—Nothing specially new with me—I have stood the hot weather pretty well & have just eaten my

If you see him, tell him I have not forgot him, but send him my love, & will be back in Washington again

8 Bullfinch Place Wednesday Evening September 7th My dear Mr.

But, my dear comrades, I will now tell you something about my own folks—home here there is quite a lot

of us—my father is not living—my dear mother is very well indeed for her age, which is 67—she is cheerful

Often they hit each other, then there is a time— My loving comrades, I am scribbling all this in my room

in my mother's house.

, & I pray God to bless you, my darling boys, & I send you all my love, & I hope it will be so ordered

My relations with the boys there in Washington had fatherly, motherly, brotherly intimations—touched

I don't seem to be able to stand it in the present condition of my body'" (3:110–111).

thousands in the struggle already— Lew, you speak in your letter how you would like to see me—well, my

land & all the items—you say I must excuse you for writing so much foolishness—nothing of the kind—My

have been sun-struck here the last two weeks—I keep shady through the middle of the day lately—Well, my

I have scribbled away any thing, for I wanted to write you to-day & now I must switch off—good by, my

My dear comrade, I have been very sick, and have been brought on home nearly three weeks ago, after being

sick some ten days in Washington—The doctors say my sickness is from having too deeply imbibed poison

into my system from the hospitals—I had spells of deathly faintness, & the disease also attacked my

as soon as I had strength—But I am making too long a story of it—I thought only to write you a line—My

dear comrade, I am now over the worst of it & have been getting better the last three days—my brother

I never think of you but it makes my heart glad to think that I have bin permited to know one so good

I believe I told you in my last letter about the strange way the baby was born in the Chaplain's—well

past week or so, the heat is bad for the poor wounded men— Well, Lewy, I must now wind up—I send you my

love, my darling son & comrade, & request you to write me soon as convenient, how you are getting along

morning, & was welcome, as any thing from you will always be, & the sight of your face welcomer than all, my

Lew, as to me & my affairs there is nothing very new or important—I have not succeeded in getting any

expenses—but it is my own fault, for I have not tried hard enough for any thing—the last three weeks

I have not felt very well—for two or three days I was down sick, for the first time in my life, (as

It is now about 3 o'clock, & I will go out & mail this letter, & then go & get my dinner—So good bye,

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

magnetism human relations are capable of—I have told you how young & how American they mostly are—so on my

them suffering & dying—Doctor to the other friends that assisted me in Boston & to yourself, I send my

Vinnie Ream, My dear friend, I would like to call on you, with an acquaintance of mine, John Swinton,

I could convey no idea to you of how it affects my soul.

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

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey For the present send Ernest Rhys's letters addressed here to my care

On June 12, 1884, Walt Whitman had sent a transcription of "O Captain! My Captain!"

Aldrich (1828–1908) was an ornithologist, a member of the Iowa House of Representatives, an infantry captain

328 Mickle street Camden New Jersey U S America Feb: February 11 '86 My dear K C I send you the two Volumes

'88 Thanks dear Kitty, dear friend, dear girl, for the beautiful photo—it is indeed beautiful—give my

On December 17, 1888, Katherine (Kitty) wrote to "My dear Uncle Walt": "We have once more made a nest

From to-day I enter upon my 64th year.

I easily tire, am very clumsy, cannot walk far; but my spirits are first-rate.

or boat, hundreds of miles—live largely in the open air—am sunburnt and stout, (weigh 190)—keep up my

But the principal object of my life seems to have been accomplish'd accomplished —I have the most devoted

to see them—I wrote to you to write & confer with him (R) —but have no word f'm you—Did you receive my

this time—I have nothing from R. now for a long, long while (with that exception)— I am laid up in my

sick room—essentially the sixth recurrence of my war paralysis—& have been (two or three spells serious

feeble, cannot get across the room without assistance—have a nurse, a good, strong Canadian young man—my

the same as hitherto—have mean time bro't out "November Boughs," 140 pages, & a big Vol. 900 pages, 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

and brain action (while easily tired and sore at the best) remain, the muscles, especially my right

fair—and the main elementary functions active at least half (or even plus half) to keep off so far my

bound edition of L. of G. including the "Sands at 70" and "Backward Glance," as a sort of commemorating my

Bucke —my dear friend O'Connor at Washington very ill yet—Wm.

Walsh on the Herald , and Julius Chambers World are friendly to me—I am sitting in my big rattan chair

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

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey April 27 '85 My dear Dr Knortz What is now the status of the Rolleston

(I dont want the book, but just want to see how it is made up, paged & printed)—My health is about as

ab't me that is to be pub'd in Eng. soon—I am quiescent, but think of pub. in collected & revised form my

for the copy German rendering " Cradle Endlessly Rocking " & for all the other German renderings of my

you have sent me, & which I carefully keep, & prize—Dr R M Bucke has just published a book about me & my

poems—& having two or three advance copies (in paper) at my disposal I should like to send you one.

from you quite a while ago (from Johnstown, Pa: Pennsylvania ) you mention some German translations of my

summer—the serious attack warded off again—but extreme weakness of legs and body remaining—Keeping me in my

sick room so far—yet my usual mentality & good heart continued— My little new 140 page $1.25 booklet

I am to have all my books printed & bound in one large 900 page Vol. too, ("Walt Whitman Complete") soon

ready—I am sitting in my room writing this, body almost paralyzed— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Karl

My Dear Walt.

All of us well—especially my two little boys, who enjoy the country life very much.

"A Backward Glance on My Own Road."

Browning has just been here & says you wish something more specific & defined in my relations and pay

Jim is dissatisfied unless I write pretty often, whether there is any thing to write about or not—My

to heal so that he can sit up, & then gradually move about, & so in due time be able to travel— So, my

friend, farewell for present, & I pray that God may be with you, & though we are strangers I send my

I have had them put in type for correctness & my private use.

June 9 '79 My dear Josiah Child I have only just rec'd received yours of April 22d, with $24.50 from

Fifth av: avenue near 86th st. street : but I return soon to 431 Stevens st: Camden New Jersey—which is my