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well again & that you open the check draughts of your hurrying life now & then.I sit here facing the river

And our rivers, spirit, life."

His dinner that day was generous and he ate it all.Progress in removal of the islands in the river slow

that only one man in all the world, in all history, and he our neighbor, grey-bearded, across the river

We tried to get some fruit on this side of the river but couldn't get anything nice enough to satisfy

We crossed the river without event and to 9th and Green.

Harned had been in and talked with W. while I was across the river. W.'

I had been way off in the country on the other side of the river, walking with Kemper and May.

Who could share with me the thought of that evening's ride across the river?

I was not quite a week on the river. I slept in my boat or under it all the time.

I took it with me to mail over the river.

or, why does the flowing river make me happy?—why? why? making that mood the talisman for all?"

"If you could lay it aside, take a walk out, ride across the river, loaf a bit in the streets, the secret

he said: "that would be the solution of it all: that was my old way: a walk to the river, a look up at

I had been way off in the country on the other side of the river, walking with Kemper and May.

clutched him by the arm, and poured out the greatest singing you ever heard—it poured like a raging river

population is 1,500,000—almost everybody well-drest, and appearing to have enough—then the splendid river

directness of observation and purpose, by the painters: sometimes, instead of walking, we would row up the river

I may be able to send you a book—The Book of Browney Valley, (Browney being the name of the little river

The river was rich in boats—I have rarely seen it more so."

"By and by we shall go to the river." When I left he gave me the package to mail.

Asked me about the intense fog on the river: "How the pilots dread the fog!

At once across the river—up to Bush's in 6th Avenue elevated—to 18th.

Neither have the clouds distinction—or the haughty rivers."

Would go to the river at sundown.We spoke somewhat of the "Annex to Annex" of "Leaves of Grass," but

which has been blowing in my window all the day long," and he added, "Last night we went down to the river

The river was rich in boats—I have rarely seen it more so."

"By and by we shall go to the river." When I left he gave me the package to mail.

It seemed less the suggestion of a river than of a country flooded—except that the stream came down without

Camden "into the shipyards" and "enjoyed there the industry, the sky, the city opposite, the flowing river

smoke curling lazily from high slender chimneys, the silver-rimmed moon, the one lustrous star, the river

And then, "I have had a great outing, too: down to the river; the day had such an irresistible quality

Met Coit at Broad Street Station—with him across river and to Whitman's this hour.

But W. demurred: "America—her clouds, her rivers, her woods—all her origin, purpose, ideals; let it be

Asked me about the intense fog on the river: "How the pilots dread the fog!

He hunted me out down by the river, where we sat a long time. The heat was intense.

Had just returned from river. Said, "I think I have had—have—a return of the grip."

As I had not read Thoreau's "A Week on the Concord and Merrimac Rivers," W. thought I should.

Had read "Concord River" and "Saturday" sketches.

Yes, if I keep as I am I may very easily get over the river."

buildings which had "struck me with admiration"—and "The grass even more than the trees out there by the river—oh

the whole tied with a piece of common wrapping yarn.But "whatever all this," he had been down to the river

great discomfort, going out in the hottest hour—prefers his chair "in the cool of the evening—by the river

I urged him to go out and to the river, by all means—and he assenting—"as soon as it is a little cooler

He had been down to the river. I told him of Talcott Williams' note, saying he had a report of W.'

W. not at home—had gone to the river with Warren about an hour before.

s again—found him just returned from the river—sitting in the chair, directly in front of the step, facing

"We sat by the river for a long time.

It seems to be a quiet day on the river—less movement, activity—fewer boats—and I did not regret it:

When I asked him if he was on his way home—he said laughing—"I am on my way to the river—which is as

I talked of the great sunset, and he was all ears: "I think I see—yes, I do see it—the river there—the

And the stomach is in direct communication with the sun, the air, the rivers—" &c.

"I was out a long time today—it was mild—sweet: we went to the river—saw it go past—the sky above—across

The sky, the river, the sun—they are my curatives."

When I spoke of the beauty of the river at sunset he remarked: "Ah!

it is good to be with the river—good: the river mends us: is good for many things more than one thing

electric had become the general light in Philadelphia and "wondering if the lights along the bank of the river—up

Went into warm and fine discourse of "the grandeur of river sights—sounds: the waters, skies, the big

Had sat in his chair here on the river bank and noted across there great buildings new to his eye—"undoubtedly

Warren, pushing him, was dubious, but W. said, "Let's push on to the river."

But the levee at New Orleans—its own type—curious among river fronts—certainly in America."

He thought the river "a trifle coolish, but refreshing."

un-elegant—a strain from other altitudes—from open-airs, I hope—the light and shade of woods, our river

Besides, suppose he takes you out to see a sunset—the gorgeous panorama—the waters of a flowing river—the

Just the other day he was complaining of the restrictions against bathing along the river front, and

Had been down to the river.

is a thing built, not a current flowing: his is a structure, grown story by story: yours a limpid river

But he will never set the river afire."

Trees, farms, cities, the clouds, rivers, sunset, workingmen, factories, dogs—oh!

"Look at the river, lying off there—flowing—and the city across—and the mist.

And by and by we turned to the left and to the river.

Philadelphia is not bad, either—how could it be, with such a noble river?