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Camden Feb: 22 Evening My dear friend I still keep around & have been over to Philadelphia this afternoon

am always glad to get any letters from you dear boy)—Harry, you certainly know well enough you have my

it all—I go back to the times at Timber Creek beginning most five years ago, & the banks & spring, & my

should not be a living man to-day —I think & remember deeply these things & they comfort me— & you my

—Of the occasional ridiculous little storms & squalls of the past I have quite discarded them from my

you will too—the other recollections overtop them altogether, & occupy the only permanent place in my

March 6 Dear friend The days go along with me pretty much after the old sort, though I dont don't get my

did in the fall & early winter—I busy myself writing some & reading a little—am doing quite well with my

books, & have been all winter—when the weather permits I try to get out, but my strength soon fails

think of coming down next Friday to stay two or three days at any rate—a friend of mine here about my

a long letter from her last week—Susan I am afraid this is not a very lively letter—I have just had my

once or twice, you find it is nothing to be afraid of— I have been busy all the forenoon fixing one of my

Y New York paper, the Critic —they give me $10 a piece for them, & want several more—I make use of my

time this reaches you—It is now noon & I must get out a bit —I went out & took a short stroll, but my

Sir Yours of yesterday rec'd received —in response to which—without further ceremony—I forward you my

visit from 4 to 6½—But today it is raining & blowing at a great rate, & I am staying in writing,—give my

No, I have had no call to deliver my Lincoln lecture in New York or Brooklyn this Spring—& no arrangements

all through February, but am coming round, same as before—I go down three or four days at a time to my

Reminiscences so well & strongly praised in the Herald , the Critic & every where, don't confirm or add to my

when we meet, Tom—but some six weeks ago was careless enough to get badly chill'd chilled all through my

My great loafing place out there is a big old woods, mostly pine & oak, but lots of laurel & holly, old

Broadway New York from the top of an omnibus—at other times along the seashore at Coney Island)— Tom, my

filled & I must close—I wanted to write something about the running & matches, but must postpone it—Give my

love to all my friends there & you yourself, dear boy— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman to Thomas Nicholson

. & all the boys & girls as usual— Nothing very new with me—I suppose you have rec'd received my pieces

about ten days ago —trust you are yourself again in sound health by this time —I believe I wrote last my

chilled —felt the effects two months—am now pretty well over it, & expect to be as usual till next time—My

My breath is so short, I cannot walk, which is a privation."

compliance with your request in letter of 28th I this day send you by mail to same address as this card my

I notice that is the way you always use me, but I will get square with you when I go off on my lecturing

I send my two Vols: Volumes Leaves of Grass and Two Rivulets , by mail same address as this note.

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey April 9 '81 My Dear Miss Gilder Thanks for the slips of No: Number

My Dear Whitman, On receipt of your card, to-day, stating the time of your intended start, I telegraphed

"There spake my brother; (Lord Bacon) There my father's grave Did utter forth a voice!"

MY DEAREST FRIEND: I have just been sauntering in our little but sunny garden which slopes to the South

My breath is so short I cannot walk, which is a privation.

I hope you received the little memoir of my husband all right.

you, & sister & father, & have you located —All sorrowful, solemn, yet soothing thoughts come up in my

mind at reminiscences of my dear friend, your dear mother —have often thought of you all, since '73

mine—I know him well — I have just returned from Boston, where I have been the past week—went on to read my

under the benumbing influences of paralysis, but thankful to be as well as I am—still board here (make my

head quarters here) with my brother & his wife—Eddy, my brother, is living & well, he is now boarding

Camden Wednesday noon April 27 My dear Jeannie Yours just rec'd received here sent on from Boston—Yes

Give my love to your father & mother, & to Harry, Ed & all.

Well, Hank, my Boston tramp, lecture, &c. turned out far ahead of what I had any idea of—it was not a

& callers all the time—So, boy, you see how your uncle was set up —& yet I am going to speak to all my

Y. papers —(will send you the Critic of the latter city next Monday or Tuesday with my piece in)— Havn't

of poetry by a boy 13 years old, in Pennsylvania, he sent it to me with a nice letter —Well, Hank, my

in good spirits—love to you & God bless you—I am sorry enough to hear your mother is unwell—Susan, my

The poet sent "My Picture-Gallery" to Balch on October 8, 1880, for which he received $5, and which appeared

Camden Friday afternoon May 6 My dear friend I am sorry to hear of your feeling so unwell, & have thought

while I was there)—I had a lively time in Boston—Susan I wish you could have been there the evening of my

such a collection of people as would have suited you, & been a study—different from any I ever saw in my

them from the usual crowd—about 300—(I will tell you more when I see you)— As I write this part of my

supper, & here I am in perfect quiet up in my room, finishing my letter—Susan my dear friend I hope

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey May 8 '81 My dear Mr Osgood I write in answer to the note on the

other side from my dear friend O'Reilly —My plan is to have all my poems, down to date, comprised in

Dear W Whitman Your letter of May 8 reached here during my absence.

Camden New Jersey May 20 '81 My dear Mr Osgood Yours rec'd received , & accordingly I am fixing up the

It is postmarked: LONDON | AM | MY 23 | 81 | CANADA.

It has been my plan to have you up here for the summer if I could pursuade persuade you to come, But

I have always had my opinion of him.

May 24, 1881 My dear Mr.

431 Stevens street Camden New Jersey May 26 8 p m My dear Osgood Just returned from a week down in the

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey May 29 '81 My dear Mr Osgood I suppose you rec'd received the copy

You already have my plan—a volume of say 400 pages, (not over 450) handy size, first class (but I know

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey U S America May 30 '81 My dear Edward Carpenter, Yours of May 14

telegraphing— I was on in Boston five weeks since—but I believe I sent you a little printed item of my

you in the loss of the dear mother—I have drunk of that cup—Commend me faithfully in good wishes to my

Sharkland, whose name I have written as you desired, in the Volume— Write to me as often as you can, my

Carpenter wrote from Sheffield what Whitman termed a "good letter": "These friends that I have here and my

My notion would be that we should sell an Edition there, if possible, printed here from our own plates

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey June 1 '81 My dear Mr Osgood Yours of May 31 just rec'd received

—Thanking you warmly for willingness, promptness, &c. my terms are: 25 cts on every copy sold if the

Camden Thursday Evening June 2 My dear friend I suppose it must look fine down there after the heavy

fruit & grain— Nothing very new with me—the big Boston house has sent me word that they will publish my

stands now—I find I can have them publish it, if I choose, but I suppose I am getting pretty lofty in my

old days & must have my own terms, & pretty good ones too— I am feeling pretty well—I think my last

, & a prospect of some pleasant days, sufficiently cool— I am alone in the house, have been all day—My

Then my father got very ill & I had to go down & see him (he is all right now.)

Then business in London, tedious travelling half across Europe, & now my wife and I are fixed in a little

I send you some stanzas about my day's walk with O'Grady (I found out shortly that he was a lover and

In a letter to Horst Frenz of August 13, 1950, Captain C. H.

Rolleston wrote: "I do not think there can be any doubt that my Father's schoolmaster friend was H.

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey June 4 '81 My dear Mr Osgood Yours of yesterday rec'd received ,

MY DEAR WALT: You don't write me a letter nor take any notice of my magnificent offers concerning "Pond

My mother is away staying with Beatrice in Edinburgh city, recruiting her health, which has most sadly

advice or opinion of a drawing connected with my father's book.

My cousin Sidney Thomas is, or was, in America, a good deal lionized, I understand.

Interested in those Boston scraps you send my mother.

But I would like to have a sample page in bourgeois too for my calculations —I hope it will be new type—The

typographical show of my poems—how they shall show (negatively as well as absolutely) on the black &

white page—is always in my idea in making them—I am printer enough for that— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman

16 '81 Dear Sirs I have been down in the Jersey woods the last ten days—just returned —have finished my

be new or substantially new long primer —I sent on the proof page for a little change, last night on my

Osgood and Co of Boston for the publishing of my poems complete in one volume, under the title of "Walt

Nothing very new otherwise—you must have kept posted about my Boston jaunt, for I sent you papers—it

My forthcoming summer movements are not exactly decided—probably go on to Boston for two or three weeks

, as I like to keep a sharp eye on my proofs and typography—then I must go a month in Canada—I will keep

reading it—suddenly remembered your birthday—that it was past & I had not written one word—not just put my

I was then (when I should have written—middle of May just preparing & starting on my journey to the north—first

I enjoyed everything—the being with Norah (who is like one of my own) & the dearest jolliest little man

wonderful colours & sweet odors of the sea—everything is best except the keenness of the wind which made my

there is just now a lively little thunderstorm coming on, (& over almost as soon as on)—I must finish my

I used to read your "Leaves of Grass" to my children.

Once with my back to the door entering the parlor, in a large chair, my children before me on the sofa

My copy will come in about 400 pages of it—perhaps a trifle more.

Now my lectures are over I am spending the summer helping in the garden and any odd jobs about the place—and

—I can't keep my fingers off it—but still that takes only a small fraction of the week & leaves plenty

These friends that I have here and my more natural open air life seem to have made a difference to me

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

We have left Bad-Elster, the baths having perfectly restored my wife's health to our great joy.

thing to say — I have been staying alone here in the house, as the folks have gone off on summer trip—My

sister is at the White Mountains—I take my meals at Mrs Wroth's 319 Stevens—I like it—An old lady I

here for a few days, after spending a week down on Long Island, mostly at West Hills and Cold Spring, my

parents' places of nativity—& my own place.

August 3 '81 My dear Sir I send you a letter for Summer Leisure column —say for the paper of to-morrow—the