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Dear Sir: I have been very much occupied, since I saw you—& wish you to accept my apoligies apologies

Camden, N.J., March 7, 1889 I am still quite bodily helpless—imprison'd the same in my 2d story sick

things & times—this beautiful day among the rest—(now toward sundown, & I am writing this alone up in my

431 Stevens st Camden New Jersey Sunday afternoon Dec 31 '76 My dear Johnston Supposing you may receive

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

—McKay, my Phila: publisher, has just been over—paid me $77 for royalties for the last eight months—I

paid the Camden taxes on my shanty to-day $26 —The photos come from Cox all right, & I sign & return

—When you come again, don't forget to bring my Stedman book American Poets —Love to Alma and Al and all

Johnston on September 1, 1887, "He advertises . . . to sell my photo, with autograph.

never mind, I appreciate them gratefully —I am well as usual this summer—nothing very new ab't about my

books or literary fortunes— I shall make a permanent move from Camden before many months—as my brother's

Camden Jan: 26 '82 My dear friend Yours just rec'd received & indeed welcomed —A wretchedly dull forenoon

solitary woody pond, (half the time naked or half-naked)—am now quite fat & all tanned & red—Love to you, my

am just off on a ride & spree to Gloucester-shore to a planked shad & champagne dinner given me by my

Camden New Jersey Sept: 23 '90 Y'rs of yesterday rec'd—I suppose you gave my letter & enclosures to Col

"Ingersoll's Speech" of June 2, 1890, was written by Whitman himself and was reprinted in Good-Bye My

difficult to get about here, even small distances—Otherwise I should have been on to see Alma and you—for my

wishes have been with you both—My general health however is very fair.

& behest shall be obeyed—Fearfully hot day again—but I am standing it so far—am just going out for my

suppose (have this tenacious grip though)—was out last Sunday—was propell'd in the wheel chair —to my

the best ch: I ever drank)—I am writing a little annex (the 2d) to L of G. & giving out the design of 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

I with my respects, thanks, & love —I shall give the whole proposed meeting, address &c: into his and

(choice persons,) one third women (Proceeds to me $869.45)—I went over, was wheeled on the stage in my

Dec December 20 '76 My dear Johnston Enclosed find check for $35 for which send me on immediately as

morning (through Gilder ) a check from Andrew Carnegie for $350 for his box last Thursday night—making my

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

the P.M. don't restitute I must be allowed to pay it—not because it is important, but because it is my

affair—& business — I send you an extra copy of my little War book, same mail with this—Shall write

you soon definitely about coming on—Love to you, my friend, & to Mrs.

I send my love specially to Alma and the girls & the new Mrs J— Nothing very new with me—I am ab't as

Portrait —have already outlined & partly prepared it—you shall have it soon — I am writing this up in my

floor all around horribly litter -rary, but a cheery wood fire in the little stove—& I comfortable in my

rec'd—Major Pond has sent me $250—I came thro' Friday Evn'g in good order & am now here—Chewing on my

Dillingham Co: New York), he writes of Whitman: "Whitman gave a few readings under my management during

& comfortable enough, but horribly crippled & banged up—Spirit moved me to write you a line & send my

Camden N J New Jersey Dec December 13—76 '76 Thanks, my dear friend, for your cheery letter, & for your

come on & stay at your house for about a week, if perfectly convenient, & if you have plenty of room—My

(adopted) son, a young man of 18, is with me now, sees to me, & occasionally transacts my business affairs

, & I feel somewhat at sea without him—Could I bring him with me, to share my room, & your hospitality

to time —most of them go to the British Islands— —I see Mr Loag occasionally— Loving regards to you, my

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in this letter), but the relationship

& comfortable enough, but horribly crippled & banged up—Spirit moved me to write you a line & send my

Camden New Jersey 328 Mickle Street Sept: 1 '87 My dear friend I wish you could take half an hour if

He advertises (Century, Sept. number ) to sell my photo, with autograph.

Go round & see if C will immediately send me copies of the pictures & follow my requests ab't them—Or

, New Jersey—US America Sept September 7 — I send you to-day by mail, to same address as this card, my

interesting—It looks like winter here, snow 8 inches deep in every direction—but I like it much—a far view from my

hospitals of our Secession war—Still I do not smoke or chew myself—Sometimes wish I did smoke now in my

old age & invalidism—but it is too late to learn— But my brothers & all my near friends are smokers,

& I am accustomed to it—live among smokers, & always carry cigars in my pocket to give special friends

evening March 8 Dear son, I thought I would write you just a short letter, if no more, as you are in my

I sometimes come to the office nights, to read, it is so quiet—and now I am sitting here at my desk,

So I thought of my dear boy, and will send a few words, though nothing particular to say.

Johnny, I send you my love, & good night for this time—the mail closes at 8, & it is some after 7 now

Johnny, you say you should like to see me—Well, no more than I should to see you, my darling boy.

Walt Whitman at this point deleted "Jack" and "my darling."

The first reading was "my loving boy."

Walt Whitman excised "Johnny" and "my dear son."

Jack, you must write often as you can—anything from my loving boy will be welcome—you needn't be particular

Dear Jack, I send you my love. Walt Whitman.

My health keeps good, & work easy.

I often think of you, my loving boy, and think whether you are all right & in good health, & working

As I told you in my previous letter, this city is quite small potatoes after living in New York.

Jersey U S America— Dec: 20 1881 Dear Sir Your letter asking definite endorsement to a translation of my

And as my dearest dream is for an internationality of poems and poets binding the lands of the earth

closer than all treaties or diplomacy—As the purpose beneath the rest in my book is such hearty comradeship

Dear Sir: I thank you for the copy of my poems sent by you. It has just reached me.

Swinburne my heartiest acknowledgements for the copy of William Blake, (which has reached me)—& for his

I should like to know who wrote the piece in the Morning Star —it flushed my friends & myself too, like

Rossetti to whom, meantime, please offer my friendliest, truest regards.

reached me, I have to say that I accept the proposal made in it respecting your English publication of my

that you have the privilege of selling that publication in the United States, on payment to me, or my

My book has never been really published here at all & the market is in a sort vacant of supplies.

Accept my thanks for the William Blake .

And now, my dear sir, please accept with my trust in the success of the enterprise my kindest respects

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

every week or month a button or peg gives out—most of the time mildly—but I realize it well enough—my

dulling)—warmth shaded a little to-day & cloudy any how—ate a rare egg & some Graham bread & coffee for my

—I hope to resume practice in the state, some time in the future, when I have paid my debts and saved

My mother is still living in Boston at the age of 75, well and hearty.

—God bless you my old and long tried friend—"With fond affection and recollection.

My brother & I are pleased with your plan, in general—my brother favors the ground story of stone ,—but

—I am not very well to-day —but am up & have been out—am generally about the same as noted in my last

Nothing very new in my affairs, sell a couple of books occasionally.

I suppose you saw my Riddle Song in the first number of Sunnyside Press —if not, I can send you the "

I delivered my Lincoln lecture last April 15 in Philadelphia—the same as the N.Y. version.

(Scratched off my Emerson screed down there, as it was there I rec'd received Abbott's letter.)

not finding me at McKay's come right over here, as it is only 20 minutes to get here, & the cars pass my

door—look'd for you all the afternoon—the sorest pinch is I feel now it is all my bungling fault.

Y. to deliver my piece April 14th. Dr. and Mrs.

and bladder troubles and fearful weakness of ten weeks ago—At present I am sitting by the oak fire in my

T. has been and is invaluable to me—my books are all printed etc.

I believe gets to the office—I write a little—short bits, to order mostly—spend the time seated in my

you the Graphic, with piece by me, about the Capitol, which I suppose you rec'd—also same paper with my

& criticism by "Matador" —I have rec'd a letter lately from Eldridge—nothing new at Washington, in my

—Love to both of you—I am writing this up in my room—it is growing dark—I am going out to tea, to an

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

B[ucke] is well & busy—I was out driving to-day, 11 to 1—Nothing definite done to my "November Boughs

(In my last letter among the names proposed was S S Cox, M C— I wish that name cancelled )—I should well

March 29, 1874: "It seemed hard to see the great man afflicted, bowed down, and I could not suppress my

Grier on June 2, 1874: "He reiterated his theory that my sufferings, (later ones) come nearly altogether

the very great distress & pain I have been under in breast & left side, & pit of stomach, & thence to my

begin the use of an injection syringe, (Fountain No. 2. tepid water for clysters)—was favorable to my

New York July 5 Still here—still quite well—sent you a paper yesterday with my "June" letter in —Shall

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