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Well I sold my cotton bales. The market . Compelled to sell to get money tax.

Then I can it to my friends—and one's self likes to read a good book over many times—that is if one's

anything, and I always distrusted getting right names from our composite, mongrel population, and also my

published in Blackwood's Magazine —it was copied by an American newspaper which accidentally fell into my

conventions" and even other Philosophers and Poets shall not "master"—And so I ask you, did I not conduct my

(My last before this were July 18 and Aug 14 I will relieve you of any fears that I shall (of myself)

Walt Whitman, Esq., My dear Sir:— At the suggestion of a friend some weeks ago I began to read your poems

, and have become so much interested in them from my hasty perusal of them that I have decided to make

them the object of my studies during the present summer.

I have one difficulty, however, and it is the occasion of my writing this letter to you.

testify as to the pleasure, comfort, and instruction they have put at my service.

However my pocket-book just at present is in such a condition that I will have to content myself with

&c &c sent June 8 '76 by Ex & rec'd June 1st JQA Ward 9 or 10 Vols, &c sent, by Ex My dear Mr Whitman

I inclose check for Fifty dollars ($50) my subscription for five copies of your complete works If I

Be kind enough to send them to my address.

April 23d /76 140 East 38th st New York My dear Mr Whitman: Your note was received and I am only waiting

have a few autograph letters that I preserve by putting carefully in the front, that gives them to my

.— My Dear Walt Whitman: If Tuesday, November 10th.

—It will be private, informal,— under the rose , my desire to show two eminent & worthy men, who have

—You have been much in my thoughts, ever in reverent admiration of your genius.

You will I am sure allow me to deliver it, when you honor me as my guest on November 10— Yours always

Peking, February 3rd— 188: My dear Mr.

have read was a mere newspaper exaggeration, and in sending you this wish, I send the assurances of my

My Dear Walt Whitman: I send you in due conveyance, something I wrote about Grant.

hope you will accept it, as a souvenir of our pleasant meeting with Arnold, and as an expression of my

I have taken this liberty at the suggestion of my uncle Mr Symonds, to whom I showed the verses, and

by whom I was assured that my sending them would not be looked upon by you in the light of an impertinence

single line they are just as I wrote them two years ago some few weeks after your book first fell into my

Owing to my want of a public-school training, I have not as yet been able to do much in the way of athletics

Aug 12 188 2 My dear Walt— Nine years ago, I delivered before a German Society of New York City a lecture

Nice, France, Jan. 16, 1890 My Dear Walt— I am still here an invalid—nervous prostration.— To you, far

Whitman included the poem in his late collection Good-Bye My Fancy, 1891–1892; the poems in that book

I was afraid of Ripley but Reid confirmed my impression that Greeley is or has been favorable, and he

New York January 21, 1892 My Dear Walt— I salute you.

134 East 38th St, New York, June 23/1874 My beloved Walt— I have read thy sublime poem of the "Universal

It raised my mind to its own sublimity. It seems to me the sublimest of all your poems.

I return to it as a fountain of joy My beloved Walt.

While my soul exists, the worship must be ever new.

How I would like to see you, in order to temper my heat, and expand my narrowness How absurd it is to

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

134 East 38th St New York April 24, 1876 My dear Walt— Please send 3 sets on account of my list of 5.

My dear Walt Miss Annie T.

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

My dear and great Walt. As you did not come up yesterday afternoon I did not expect you to day.

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

I salute you as the poet of my heart my intellect, my ideality, my life.

London England, May 26 / 90 My Dear Walt— I am here from Rome, and I see in the papers here your lines

. | 7 | My 27 | 90 | N.; Paid | G | All; New York | Jun 4 | ; Camden N.J. | Jun | 6 A M | 1890 | Rec'd

Edinburgh, Scotland, July 31, 1890 My Dear Walt— Again I salute you.

I wish I had been at the birth-day fest, and heard the beauteous words of my friend Bob.

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

Feb. 5 New York My dear Walt— I most cheerfully write the note you request to Gen.

Somerville February 12, 1864 My dear Walt Whitman.

I have seen the new moon over my right shoulder to some purpose lately.

Give my love to the O'Connors. Good bye. Your friend, J. T. Trowbridge John T.

biography, The Ferry Boy and the Financier (Boston: Walker and Wise, 1864); he described their meetings in My

Though Trowbridge was not an idolator of Whitman, he wrote to O'Connor in 1867: "Every year confirms my

On October 18, 1863, Babbitt was depressed—"dark clouds seem to be lying in my pathway and I can not

remove them nor hide them from my mind"—until he mentioned his beloved, Nellie F.

Of the O'Connors, Thomas Jefferson Whitman wrote on June 13, 1863: "I am real glad, my dear Walt, that

biography, The Ferry Boy and the Financier (Boston: Walker and Wise, 1864); he described their meetings in My

Though Trowbridge was not an idolator of Whitman, he wrote to O'Connor in 1867: "Every year confirms my

On October 18, 1863, Babbitt was depressed—"dark clouds seem to be lying in my pathway and I can not

remove them nor hide them from my mind"—until he mentioned his beloved, Nellie F.

Walt Whitman— My Dear Friend: I enclose a P.O. order for $10, in payment for a copy of your last book

My dear Walt.

from the booksellers for the present, so I sent you today a package of such books as I could pick from my

Good-bye, my dear friend, and may the good angels help you in your good work. J. T. Trowbridge.

biography, The Ferry Boy and the Financier (Boston: Walker and Wise, 1864); he described their meetings in My

Though Trowbridge was not an idolator of Whitman, he wrote to O'Connor in 1867: "Every year confirms my

See Trowbridge, My Own Story, with recollections of noted persons (Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1903), 179

Somerville Mass Jan 6th, 1865 My Dear Friend, I have been thinking much of you lately & wondering where

A great change has taken place in my life since I saw you.

My dearest friend has left me, leaving in her place a little boy, now eleven months old.

LeBarren LeBaron Russell, with your note in my hand, but failing each time, I gave him up .

I feel that, if I live frugally ' sincerely, and do not use up my mental energies in rapid writing I

biography, The Ferry Boy and the Financier (Boston: Walker and Wise, 1864); he described their meetings in My

Though Trowbridge was not an idolator of Whitman, he wrote to O'Connor in 1867: "Every year confirms my

A happy New Year, my dear friend!—And here is a lot of luck for your new vol. of "Leaves."

My Dear Friend, W.H.

Piper , using my name.

My love to the O'Connors.

1870, letter to Trowbridge, Whitman announced that he had "engaged in electrotyping a new edition of my

year or more ago of some Boston publisher, or bookseller, who was willing (or perhaps wished) to sell my

See John Townsend Trowbridge, My Own Story (Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1903), 265–67.

My Dear Friend, I think I have all of your books (2 or 3 Editions of some) except the last, —specified

in my former note, —which alone I intended to ask for.

delighted to have been the means of giving to future generations a portrait of you that is certainly one of my

May 21 - 87 My dear Mr.

March 24/88 Dear Mr Whitman My father and other members of the "Society of Old Brooklynites" are anxious

New Year's Day 1891 My Dear Mr Whitman I can not let the New Year go by, without wishing you "A Happy

My dear Mr.

year the weather being really too hot in the middle of the day I will not make this letter any longer my

My Dear Mr Whitman It seems to be but yesterday that I saw you riding on the cars talking to the driver

again, it seems ten years, since I felt the old home Your photograph greets me every time I go into my

One of my friends came in the other day & said, "you have still got his picture hung up," & I said "yes

New Mexico, has changed me so My Dear Mr Whitman that you would not recognize me.

on the prairie with no house or food in sight when night came & had nothing to do but to roll up in my

Hda de El Rosario Jesus Maria Chihuahua Mex October 27 de/89 My dear Mr Whitman Your kind package of

a long time on road I was delighted I assure you to get them and they occupy the foremost place in my

of the old familiar faces—but I seem to be hoping against fate—as the manager here will not accept my

While I appreciate his valuation of my services I would prefer to go East—but have been treated too kindly

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

man for his autograph, but if I could see your name, written by yourself, on the fly leaf it would be my

Commemoration Ode," which has often, since its publication, been contrasted with Whitman's own tribute, "O Captain

My Captain!" For further information on Whitman's views of Lowell, see William A.

Pallid Wreath" was published in the Critic on January 10, 1891; the poem was also reprinted in Good-Bye My

So I defer my visit to you.

My wife and I Earnestly hope we may see you at our house soon.

All my Thought of late, Walt, is of you, and your great work.

All other books seem to me weak and unworthy my attention.

My wife appreciated the difference greatly .

Feb. 16th '87 My Dear Walt. This morning I had occasion to call at the house of a Mr.

will find you the same Business is very dull Here now and crops is ruined for the want of rain. all of my

worment torment of of mind and toil of body is of no avil avail feafuly fearfully in want now and when my

future looks dark But may come out Better than I amagn imagine I will Buy some Hogs on a credit and feed my

I dont don't suppose there Has a day past over my Head without me thinking of you.

Poor Jo Adams Im I'm sorry he is a fine fellow tell him I send him my pies pious regards and hope he

Well Walt I will endevor endeavor to give you a rugh rough scetch sketch of my wanderings since I seen

You know I could not content my self in Phila.

money from the Centennial went down to my sister's she was not at home but Annie, Johnny's Wife was

My dear Poet: I spent last evening in fighting for you, in reading you, and, in a feeble way, expounding

up the balance, and that moreover, adulation would as soon turn the head of Moosilanke Moosilauke , my

My friend Baxter sent us his copy of your big book with notes, one or two, from you, pasted in.

I send you my heartiest wishes for the prolongation of your noble life in content and in as great a measure

writing to you, and I take the opportunity of sending a few lines in his letter , as a slight token of my

Lippincott's Monthly Magazine Philadelphia, Oct. 10— 18 90 My Dear Mr. Whitman.

The bearer of this is my son —who inherits his father's admiration for you.