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Morris told me today of Tom White's new enthusiasm over L. of G.Leaves of Grass, to him a new book.

O'Connor of William. "I sent it to her a while ago—now she sends it back.

She had asked me about a picture of William to have engraved—she says she has this.

expansive," he threw his arms open wide and his body back in the chair.Gilchrist asked W. if Talcott Williams

Talcott Williams writes me, "The workingmen's letters are printed just as they are received."

I see he has cut the leaves out of Bucke's black-bound annual report, pasted a sheet of white paper over

Frank Williams in to see me today.

I spoke of Williams' curiosity to see Symonds' note, of which he had heard from Morris.

From its framework of thin white hair and flowing beard, the face of the venerable bard peers out, not

"No—it is not very rare—but it is beautiful, a pure white—white as alum.

that: a clientage of the orthodox fellows—the regulation literary men—the men of the Richard Grant White

He exclaimed—"That's Talcott Williams!" Thought he would "make an effort to get out today."

I remarked: "This week I have read in Harper's Weekly an article on Jefferson by William Winter."

.: that "he came down stairs with his long white beard all on," that she was "afraid of him," that he

wrong in pretty nearly everything they touch—men like Willie Winter, Dick Stoddard, Richard Grant White—that

He said: "And I wrote to William Carey yesterday—a postal merely—asking if he, or Coxe, would assent

No reply as yet from William Carey.

for what purpose.I was sorry not to be able to grasp your hand on your birthday.Yours very truly,William

I wrote to William Carey in the way W. had wished: and explaining now to him, he said, "That was right

I received today the following letter from William Carey: Editorial DepartmentThe Century MagazineUnion

My mail today had also brought me letters from Rhys, Rolleston, Rossetti and William Morris.

Inside was a bundle on which he had pasted an inscription: :Two books: one for Frank Williams and one

I had given Frank Williams his book today.

The paragraph to which he alluded was as follows: William Douglas O'Connor, the author of the "Good Gray

Macaulay" W. said: "O'Connor was very violently set against Macaulay because of his vilification, as William

Said Frank Williams was over today.

When I spoke of Williams as a good, genuine, almost boyish, fellow, W. responded, "Yes, that is Frank—every

Adding—"William gave of his best in those letters —his best, quite aside from the general references

I left with him proofs of Grey's, Harned's, Gilchrist's, Williams' and Clifford's speeches.

W. mentioned William Swinton, and asked: "Do you know him?"

Gave me the Gutekunst picture of the old Emperor William: "Take it along: left here, it will surely get

I had told Frances Emily White of Conway's Whitman misreports at the Ethical meeting last night, and

Out of the neck of his sherry bottle, now filled with water, white and red roses.

They talked a little about Frank Williams, to who Curtis referred as evidently in mourning for someone

Williams well, and Frank Williams too, the husband"—adding as to the mourning—"It is not any of the children

"A selection of his poems, by William M. Rosetti, was published (London, 1868).

McKay afterwards humorously described Walsh's picture of William's immense content in the litter of the

White did not know. "He was a Washington fellow, too. But now he is dead!

I asked Morris today who it was among Frank Williams' folks was dead, describing Curtis' few words last

Williams' mother had been subjected to some surgical operation which proved fatal—this in the presence

"It is true I read everything that is written by William O'Connor with great absorption—to me, it is

all a great ship under full sail, grandly sailing whatever seas—William's writing always this.

And yet William has said to me here—written me, too—as if himself convinced there was something, if not

William R.

No one but William ever read Delia Bacon's book? How about me, then, don't I count?

William was a book-man—not an inch of him clear of the charge—but a book man after the most elemental

*(print 200 copies each card)—size of this white paper this sized card— card not very thick,—you are

Had made his selection of card, putting with samples this memoranda: I prefer the white card (thickest

of all "samples") marked * in the little book "Of course," he said to me, "I wish the white: I am going

That was the one William Swinton most affected—most read. You know about William Swinton?

Leaves of Grass: and his wife too: a fine, large, splendid, handsome woman—mother of children—for William

William went west—to Oakland—taught there in the college—was Professor of something or other.

Asked me for close particulars as to the Boston trouble—then— "Aside from that, William has been very

"Do you know much about William Kingdon Clifford, the English scientist?

there is an editorial much better than common, about Browning: written, I should say, by Talcott Williams

"No—not William—but about all the rest.

kind—recondite, curioish"—W. laughing over the "exercise" of "some of the fellows" in Poet Lore (Morris, Williams

; but on second thought, I saw that Nellie O'Connor has the first right to anything that concerns William—so

Left with him a copy of The American containing Browning Symposium—Morris, Williams, Wayland, Thompson

I have no doubt of Morris and Frank Williams at any time—they are both in the right drift—particularly

and without going to Philadelphia, as I had hoped to do We sailed Sept. 25th. on the Germanic of the White

impresses without calling in any adventitious aids—no color, no tricks—a pure specimen of black and white

William O'Connor was probably the prince of conversationalists—in the high sense brilliant—not tawdrily

remember in Washington, when I was in the Treasury Department—and some great dinner was preparing at the White

W. said: "The best thing I know of him is, that William O'Connor, who was a man not easily satisfied,

I am very sure that William never foresaw where his lavish generosity would land me, & in his last years

Channing, now of Cal. where William spent some six months; but they are now in such pecuniary trouble

What case under heaven but in the hands of a cute lawyer may not evidence white black and black white

He was a wonderfully fluent man—had something of William O'Connor's fluency—something of his very figure

"William O'Connor and Nellie O'Connor occupy a large place in my memory—not in my memory alone, but in

And now that William is no more—now that William is gone—gone forever, from physical sight—the great,

surpassing William!

She told me many things about the funeral—about William's death—the last days—which it was only possible

And so I was breathed upon by her presence, what the sight of her recalled—the grand days—William."