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Dear Charley, All continues to go well with my health &c.

My leg is not much different, & I still have an occasional spell with the head—but I am much better .

Give my respects to Miss Wixon —I am sometimes very ill for days & cannot read, write, or talk or be

talked to—& on such occasions answer no letters. . . . am sitting here in my den in great old ratan chair

favorable—I am sitting up an hour or so—Pretty critical a week or so ago—but Dr Bucke I consider saved my

life—I want to finish my little brochure "November Boughs" —it is ab't 1/3d done—Love to you, dear friend

Ed," he called out (Ed sat out towards the door), "Ed—go upstairs—on my bed you'll find a little package

The other day, when my sister Gussie stepped in (it was Sunday) to see him, he gave her an envelope thus

inscribed— The Fair Pilot of Loch Uribal.One of my favorite storiesW.W. and inside, some sheets torn

gloomy'—and every time it sets me up"Walt Whitman"it was "By an Idle Voyager"— Said W.: "They copied my

up—touched up to perdition's point: I wrote him about it—not to do it—as you know,—but I suppose he got my

then, "highest is low, sometimes, to the other fellow"—and he was the other fellow in this case.Called my

Also called my attention to another pamphlet—about Rudolf Schmidt—written or sent by Rosenberg (referred

He had forgotten—I told him—that it was Danish, therefore of doubtful meaning to my father.

I laughed in turn: "Perhaps the other fellow would have it to say 'I don't intend to be asked my reasons

My impression is that he will.

I reminded him that in my Whitman piece, he had not filled in date blank for the founding of the Long

I was a mere boy, then—it was in fact my boyish exuberance put into concrete manifestation.

I knew it as well as I do my own.

Now, I can do my business either in the morning or the afternoon, and if you could be at the house with

My call is merely social but as I might never see him again, I count on it greatly.

If not, I shall go straight to Camden.I shall carry an alligator-skin satchel, with my initials in silver

Wallace's letter of 22nd dwells upon duties to me in my service for W. Loving and uplifting.

time you have all been privileged to participate in during the past week & am now longing & straining my

greatly enjoyed—but I know you will understand & take the will for the deed.I am off to Scotland, to my

Home (Annan) in a few days for a short visit to my good dear old Father & Mother.My love to your dear

That wonderful title page I look at & look at, & can't seem to get dovetailed into my mind.

My day had a sad ending.

Please give my very special congratulations to Traubel anent this big volume (for I suppose he helped

And give my regards to your Canadian nurse-friend.

require it—I never undressed coldest nights last winter—tired oft as an old vetrans , I dropped in my

narative. narrative Got a heater last winter, gave a picture for it—pipe passed into chimney through my

room mad made it comfortable— My sister on Staten Island has been dangerously ill for some weeks—now

several children and grand children—sincere— guiless— guileless beloved——I have not seen either of my

Montenotte Cork, Ireland July 23 1871 My dear Sir, I wished to send you a copy of the July No of the

removable error fail in their approach to you, or do not approach at all. that I think I am justified in my

My fixed residence is 50 Wellington Road, Dublin, Ireland.

My work there is that of Professor of English Literature in the University of Dublin.

My Dear Old Friend, The American mail this morning brought me three most welcome letters—one from Herbert

He also says:—"I have sent my warmest love to W.W. by Wallace. Do you also remember me.

J.W.W. & F.W. intended going for a delightful walk in Rivington & much do I regret that my professional

duties have prevented my accompanying them.

My Dear Old Friend, Sitting here on the evening of Good Friday—a general holiday—I thought I w d give

I also took part in the discussion, read extracts from L. of G & shewed showed some of my "Whitman photos

God bless you my dear, old friend, & send you better times!

Please give my kindest regards to HLT & to all your household.

stiff with them—the Bullards I mean the people that are going to move in—the d—m cusses shant have my

water pipe unless the[y] behave decent—yet I suppose the Park people are mean enough to prevent my taking

I had the Times of Friday while eating my Breakfast on Sunday—that is pretty well isnt it.

stay here long—I begin to like the city better—Yet it dont come up to B[rooklyn] by a long chalk— Give my

My own opinion is that he will not recover, that he cannot last long.

do Andrew a great deal of good  In the letter that Mother received yesterday from you, you speak abt my

worries you without doing any good, and another thing it is not like you think in regard to cutting down my

Give yourself no thought abt my worring. Something that I have got entirely past.

Mother, every thing is the same with me, I am feeling very well indeed, the old trouble of my head stopt

& my ears affected, has not troubled me any since I came back here from Brooklyn—I am writing this in

Major Hapgood's old office, cor 15th & F st., where I have my old table & window—it is dusty & chilly

seen, the arrival of the wounded after a battle, & the scenes on the field too, & I can hardly believe my

He , I daresay, is not altogether wrong about my other self, who is possessed at times with the itch

I believe I last wrote to you from Carmarthen, where I stayed with my dear grand-parents, making excursions

thoughts, (as I dropped with ready strides down those Welsh mountains at nightfall, or arm-in-arm with my

Here my Uncle Percival, who is a Naturalist & Poultry-fancier, among other things, has a house almost

sketch of Elias Hicks is very pleasant to see, as like yourself I am proud of having Friends among my

I am going to send you a pamphlet which has in it a sketch of William Grimm by my best friend and fellow-worker

for I should like to see you in the flesh, but that is in the hands of the powers, I do not know how my

But I have no right to trouble you with myself or my concerns and I will stop here wishing you the best

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

Walt Whitman My name is not for publication, though if my subscription were for five thousand dollars

You perhaps remember calling on me 3 or 4 years ago, when I lent you my diary of the war days from which

If you are in present straits, I will enclose you my little offering at once without waiting for a formal

I have been out with my Co on Picket but we are now back to Camp,  I had charge of the line, for more

than a mile, so that I had to keep my Eyes open,  we were posted along the bank of the river which is

Mother you ask if my throat troubles me any now.

Not a bit,  I never felt better in my life,  one thing I have learned in this war, and that is, that

Kurunégala Ceylon 11 Dec 90 My dear Walt— It's good to get your letter of Nov 2 nd forwarded to me here

Too bad my not acknowledging your books—they arrived all right sometime in Sept r and I forwarded one

I am staying just now with my friend Arunáchalam whose name you may remember.

Give my love to Dr Bucke if you write or see him—not forgetting H.

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

Dublin, 18/2 187 6 My dear Mr Whitman I send you an order for 39/= for a copy of your works the $10 edition

I must say that I only know Mr Dowden casually—a person of my world cannot aspire to much acquaintance

My knowledge of literature is very slight—I have not the critical insight into things that he has Dear

My having been obliged to give up all idea of a separate life for myself beyond the grave, forces me

but I expected to come down myself, or send word—but one thing or another delays the publication of my

coming week—I will bring you one when I come down—there is lots in about the pond & the old lane &c. and my

dark equinoctial storm—but I just wish I was down there this minute—a day there in the woods— —Where my

dictionaries &c. you can think of, & everything else— —Nothing very new with me—I still keep well—eat my

Dear Walter As I am not a going out to day I thought that my time could not be better imployed than by

Sawyer to day he is well. he sayes that they have bin on the move so that he could not answer my letter

thing about your letter—he is a going to try to get a pass to come up hear this winter— Conserning my

self I am about old fassion. my leg mends slowly (about as it was when you wer hear) I have bin out

Tuesday evening—Jan 23— Mother, I wrote yesterday in my letter that I had a bad cold—I felt quite disagreeable

Bruce to give you Gracie's address in Iowa—I have just got some nice copies of my Am.

to-night & finish it to-morrow— Wednesday afternoon Jan. 24 Mother, I am feeling well to-day—I think my

mostly young men, & a good deal of noise & moving about—but I don't mind it, as it is only from 9 to 3—& my

Do you think my getting my shirts made so cheaply, or my buying clothes at a low price, has anything

In the 1860 edition he boasts that he will "take for my love some prostitute" ("Enfans d'Adam" number

myself make the only growth by which I can be appreciated, I reject none, accept all, reproduce all in my

Have you studied out MY LAND, its idioms and men?

What is this you bring my America? Is it uniform with my country?

Will it absorb into me as I absorb food, air, nobility, meanness—to appear again in my strength, gait

own Soul or defiled my body, I have claimed nothing to myself which I have not carefully claimed for

They look at me, and my eyes start out of my head; they speak to me, and I yell with de- light delight

; they touch me, and the flesh crawls off my bones.

heaven, it bears me beyond the stars, I tread upon the air, I sail upon the ether, I spread myself my

O my soul! O your soul, which is no better than my soul, and no worse, but just the same!

O my eye! 1247. These things are not in Webster's Dictionary— Unabridged, Pictorial.

But this catarrhal affection bothers me a good deal—troubles my head."

How Emerson could ever have got spliced to her beats my explanation.

John had not yet had my postal about O'Connor—but writes of him—had read of it in the paper.

I know how keenly you must feel it, and you have my deepest sympathy.

No words come to my pen adequate to express the sense of the loss we have all suffered in the death of

Tom read Clark the Symonds letter upon my recommendation.

My wonder is, is Brinton the man to write a book on that subject?

And my doubt of Brinton would be, not that he could produce a valuable study, but that he would produce

If he has not the book, I should be glad to have him use my copy. Tell him so."

In my time, usually thinner than this—this already is fat."

Called my attention to absence of one of Gutekunst photos.

I said: "Then you think my instinct was right?

But my memory! my memory!"

Asked me about my work at the bank.

his glasses: "I suppose something or other I have needed some day and not found: as with so much of my

My surprise is, not that they feel it or say it among themselves, but that they are damned fools enough

It's the story over again of my woman friend in Washington who complained that whereas her sister, who

My main objection to him, if objection at all, would be, that he is too eulogistic—too flattering.

are in personal relations with him, convey him my hearty though belated congratulations?

In the midst of my reading, others entering, W. suggested I begin over again, which I did.

experiment: I would no more force my reading than my writing.

there are points here which I have not considered—which are not quite familiar table-talk to me—but my

first impression, my original instinct, (I can only give that) is adverse, critical, though not, of

have known so many yet so few—so few with the full equipment—one or two (not more than two) in all my

I said to W.: "I've still got the Rossetti letter in my pocket."

Well, I am holding myself under restraint: as they say out West, I 'hold my horses': perhaps that best

I was in early life very bigoted in my anti-slavery, anti-capital-punishment and so on, so on, but I

But I recognize that nothing can be done without it—therefore I pay my way right through, preferring

to have it understood so at the start—being rather averse to arranging for my books on any other terms

after my reply adding: "I guessed right, anyway. Offer him the one fifty spot cash.

"I do not seem to have the mental grasp: I find my mind unwilling or unable to apply itself to the proofs

manuscripts, as it should, methodically, systematically: I am only imperceptibly if at all regaining my

As he says himself: "The right word won't answer—my tongue gets unruly—I lose my cues.

I picked up a slip of paper from the floor under my feet. W. asked: "What is that?"

He smiled: "Read it—my eyes are no good." The sheet contained this: "Mem for Life.

In my usual round found W. had passed a pretty good night.

Was not asleep and I went in, shook hands with him, and wished him my good morning, as he wished me his

In next room stopped to read my mail, which I had just received at Post Office, and contained letters

He is quite a brook but Whitman is a Mississippi that runs through all lands.Give my love to the brave

I did not stay much beyond this—yet he held my hand, on "good-bye," in such a way, I took my disengaged

"It is very good of them: say, I respond to it—give them my love."

And to my "yes" he inquired, "What line does he write on?"

And after my reply and my saying that "they all seem to be coming round," he faintly laughed (and choked

My love goes out to him!"

"That is right: that is my habit."

More and more he grows in my favor. He has solid virtues—is wise—knows his trade.

He joked about it and said, "That only shows that in the future I must set my price to a higher key."

I made some comparison of "Good-Bye My Fancy" and "Sands at Seventy."

Of my good words for the former W. exclaimed, "Is it so? Is that the feeling?"

Dick Stoddard, my first guess—I would be willing to swear to it—or one like him.

With my bundle and Bush (Bush having brought bundle to office) we hastened the several doors to Ingersoll's

My ire was stirred. Give him my name! He will see nobody! Give him my name—Traubel! He is busy.

Take my name to him—yes—you must—he will see me.

And to complete the fall, Baker at this instant entered from the hall, came eagerly forward, grasped my

"Give my love to the old man. But never mind—I shall see you again!"

I say to my own greatness, Away!

outward" (1855, p. 51). may be related to a similar phrase in the poem eventually titled "Who Learns My

in the 1856 edition of Leaves of Grass : "The best I had done seemed to me blank and suspicious, / My

—I doubt whether who my greatest thoughts, as I had supposed them, are not shallow.

—My pride is impotent; my love gets no response.

such-like, visible here or any- where anywhere , stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my

arm and half enclose with my hand; That contains the start of each and all—the virtue, the germs of

good as such-like, visible here or anywhere, stand provided for in a handful of space, which I extend my

arm and half enclose with my hand, That contains the start of each and all—the virtue, the germs of

I go over this afternoon at urgent request of my friend R. P.

I rec'd $600. for my N. Y. reading. Andrew Carnegie (thro' Gilder) paid $350 for his box. . . .

river—have had a good time—& it has done me good—have leisurely traveled over 3000 miles land & water—now on my

way home to Camden New Jersey, my permanent address—Am now pretty well for a half-paralytic, better

24 May 1889 My sir.

I pray then you to rec to my a copy.

My dear Walt The enclosed will interest you—From all accounts the reception of book here is very satisfactory

We are here for my wifes health, which I am glad to say is much improved. Ever yours T. W.

good last night—no doctor now three or four days—a note from Mrs: Fairchild Boston rec'g the big book—my

be printed Jan: 5—I will send you a copy at once—have been taking some ice cream & a cup of milk for my

tho't no more definitely of the Baltimore Hospital scheme —am sitting here as usual comfortable enough—my

sister Lou just been here, has been down to see my bro: Eddy —he is all right— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman

My dear Walt The enclosed will interest you.

We are here for my wifes health, which I am glad to say is much improved. Ever yours T. W.

Camden New Jersey U S America Dec: 24 '89 Still (after a sort) hold possession of the ship —but my grasp

growing fainter & my eyes dimmer—Wish to specially write to thank you for kindness —Y'r proof just rec'd