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It is seen at its damnedest in the big cities—New York, Philadelphia, Chicago: but it is bad no matter

story beautifully; indeed, I think the best part of Phillips was in the asides, the digressions; they were

The American white and the Southern black will mix but not ally.

In one of these were the French and here were those great women—a full acceptance of them.

True, the first copies imported into this country were at the order of the undersigned; but that, it

points solicited re-reading—particularly where Morse speaks of his wanderings among the poor of the city

We were out from about 3:45 to 5:30. W. returned not exhibiting any marked fatigue.

blind," but at the top of the hill he was quicker than Bucke to see the tower of the Philadelphia city

Though there were a couple of noble trees which had to go and after which I mourned—oh!

But we must take each step with exceeding care.

On Christmas you were wanted to make the dinner at home perfect. We all spoke of you.

s face was very grave and there were tears in his eyes.

American &c? Also expressed great pleasure in M.'s opinion that St. G.'

He wanted badly to see you, but I could not tell him where you were—I thought I knew but I didn't.

several years now, John was taken with that spasm which seems at one time or another to attack every American—the

As we were about to leave W. asked: "And how's the family, Tom? Is the baby come about all right?"

you would like to see.The only painting of Thomas Paine from life, by the elder Jarvis while they were

There were years in which he came twice, but of late he has had his fall trip and no other.

One of the old school—the real freethinkers—the old men whose life and word were indissolubly joined—the

sweetest sanest men of all the world to me—the men who were the inspiration, commanded the reverence

I hardly think you can have a true idea what these old freethinkers were to me.

I feel today as if I was driven by a pack of hounds, as if a pack of three or four were at my heels:

Yet Americans are sometimes very actively exclamatory—perhaps not the most so and yet just as surely

There's no use talking, they were both bad eggs—Jane, Thomas: bad eggs indeed.

and he never saw radicalism clearly: all the radicals, democrats—no matter how disinterested, pure—were

"Yes—he was—and so were all the great men—they had to be.

appreciating that exquisite tribute to Lincoln—one of the few things done in these later years to give American

They were on politics. W. radical—said: "The parties are getting behind the age."

Harned pointed to the stove on which were a couple of bottles. "Who sent you the wine, Walt?"

The letters were to Freiligrath, Buchanan (two), Carlyle and John Morley.

I will put them here in the order in which they were pinned together.

appreciate them, and do not hesitate to accept and respond to them in the same spirit in which they were

And again: "A great city—London, for instance—would typify our present condition—the prevailing tone,

Gilchrist's favorite expression—when she looked out on this surging seething man—that we were all going

All were highly gratified, though W. himself said little concerning it except that "it ought certainly

I don't know," shaking his head.Had got from Harned "The Kreutzer Sonata" and North American Review—they

If I were in easy hail of him I should write it all down anyhow and let him know it from me, but I cannot—it

O, if only William O'Connor were alive! How he would take up a lance for him!

discovering that men at stable had badly harnessed the horse—loosely, imperfectly—so that before we were

Indeed, there was the stream ahead, and soon we were down to the very lick of the water—the last shoreline

minutes there except to ask me about several towers and steeples in Philadelphia which he thought were

Last week he saw the city hall tower before Bucke.

When we were nearly home he said, "I have felt very uncomfortable—shook up—till the last ten minutes:

That these things were not always fixed in their right relations by a couple both of whom were extremely

I wish it were farther along.I have been using the spare hours when I have felt less weak and woe-begone

There were a couple of years in O'Connor's life when he had nothing to do—was looking for work (that

William often says of himself—did say it when we were together: 'I can read him through to the back coat

The sheets were pinned together. It was 9.45 when I left. Saturday, September 1, 1888.

1858, by Henry Clapp, the Saturday Press was perhaps best known for its publication of works by American

In the 7 January 1860 issue of the Press, Whitman himself responded to an attack on the poem that had

At the same time he announced a forthcoming edition of Leaves of Grass (that is, the third, or 1860,

In the 9 June 1860 issue of the journal, Mary A.

A History of American Magazines 1850–1865. Vol. 2.

When we were together in Washington he was one of the lithest men you ever saw—like Dave McKay, a little

you do go, you must see William Bell Scott, the painter and poet, the first (unless Dante Rossetti were

Instantly after receiving telegram from Baker, I went to Press, saw its City Editor, imparted our story

But at the Record the City Editor rebuffed me—wanted to know if Walt Whitman was "an object of charity

When he goes I want him to have the big book—Complete Poems and Prose; and if it were attached to him

paragraph—undoubtedly written by him—in which he says that the writer has seen a letter written by an American

There were hosts, the like of him.

Look at the headline in The Press: 'The British Minister tells an American citizen how to vote in the

What were they here for?"

Tom describing the interruptions of Irishmen present, concluding: "The fun of it was the visitors were

When I was in Washington, there were about two thousand of them, full half of whom had nothing to do.

North American today contained a study of W. W. by George Rogers.

veterinary, what-not, he would be an important man, but in the affairs that come to us in the big cities

There were two of them—brothers—Harry the great one.

There were fine touches then, wit—flashes of satire—delicate ironies, the vivid effects peculiar to the

He and Bonsall were partners.

They were good days." Then suddenly, "But you fellows are awful late. What's up?

I thought you were already over the river."

He ought to winter in some pleasant Southern city where he could sit by open windows.

Room astonishingly heated.W. remarked, "I got the North American Review proof and returned it.

'Leaves of Grass' gives out its best to Americans—by whom I don't necessarily mean American-born, but

American spirit.

But we were very late going.

And bad eggs were plenty!"

But W. did not hear him.As we were about to go, W.

It is a fact, of course, that they were piano tunes: still, they were good in their range.

the Willie Winter group—belongs with the literary crowd of which Winter, Stoddard, Bayard Taylor, were

Mailed Morse a little package of pictures.W. spoke of the Pan-American delegates: "They go today from

Kennedy would unquestionably protect himself behind the anonymity of the paragraph, saying that no names were

should have known better, though his promises to say nothing about it—to faithfully maintain quiet—were

I said: "I thought you were done with it?" And he then: "Well—I pick it up again and again.

[Samuel Jones Tilden, a distinguished American statesman, died in New York in 1886.

dollars, was bequeathed to trustees to be used for establishing a great public library in New York City

John Burroughs puts it well, says, if the American is only dry, he is not content to take a drink of

And he said again: "If anything were wanting to make Bacon's immortality sure, I think his definiteness

Bucke, Kennedy or some other: did these fellows think the people were all blocks of wood or boulders

And this expression came out once when we were discussing the French Revolution, at some question, probably

Were the people mere playthings? blocks of wood or boulders of stone?

Do you ever get Sat. evening dinner in the city?

And when I further said all books were nowadays discounted at published prices, he seemed to regard it

But when all were up, the novelty was gone, even appearance gone, and all could realize what a sham fame

Two of these, under the general head—"Two American Literary Influences in England"—are about Thoreau

broke off.W. had been turning over old papers to-daytoday: manuscripts and clippings and portraits were

charm came out of his tremendous fiery personality: he had lived through tremendous experiences which were

"They were like this: it was in his prison days: the prisoners suffered from bad food or too little food

He and W. were talking literary things—also immortality as reflected by modern writers.

I had delivered him a copy of The American containing the promised review.

G. to serve as an introduction for an American lady, Mrs.

G. to serve as an introduction for an American lady, Mrs. Edwards.

I can but repeat my delight in this prospect, were it to be realized, and my wife's hope and my own that

s answers were less than non-committal. "I am all of a jumble today—my stomach, my head."

He replied promptly that what he was really after was the American copyright—only in a minor degree the

About American copyright, of course, I have absolutely no instructions from you.The above I have written

Buxton Forman "Forman says Balestier is mainly after the American copyright—rather that and the Continental

to me, or he more definitely (or even now, with his question before me), I shall have to say the American

The American reviews book today. Have not yet seen it.

W. advised me: "Keep it—I have found several more"—pointing to the box at his feet on which were two

Yet all the books were not lost. "there have been ten or twelve sent to me for my signature."

But he thought "John was wrong"—"it must have been a slip: I doubt if even ten were sold—even one."

"If they were sold I am sure I must have come in for my share: but I don't remember a dollar, or cent

One Saturday this happened—the men were there chatting, talking—were kept two hours, full: something

Lewis' pictures because she said I knew better what were wanted.

Little heard so far from those to whom books were sent, but W. said: "They will yet come straying in,

When we were out the other day in our chair up at Lee's, the stationers, near the Post Office, was a

Warrie has been giving me lessons: I thought I knew some—but I had no idea how many there were—the mystery

And at the most I would not dare to say our differences were serious.

I wish you could have seen how deeply attentive they were and how moved by Out of the Cradle, To Think

"Well," I said: "that leaves a mystery: were you ever enlightened?"

if a proper and fashionable suit of clothes, well made, good cloth, fair linen, a gold watch, etc., were

North American Review piece out today: he gave me slips—one set for Morris, one for myself.

W. books were missed when I packed the trunk—they had been laid aside under some other books and escaped

The Truth-Seeker, of 28 Lafayette Place, this city, published it entire in this week's issue.Hoping you

I will enclose the orders that were issued at that time & you will see what I mean.

He then instantly, "So do I, and if I were you I'd take one from the box in the corner at once," which

Again: "You can detach poems from the book and wonder why they were written.

I am weary and want rest, and I cannot rest in cities.

The grandest and truest American I know, accept the love of your son,Joaquin Miller.

Among others were essays on Shelley, Wordsworth, Tennyson, Browning—perhaps Byron, too, but of this I

Twelve pages, anyhow, of the Whitman essay were given over to quotes.

s last words were: "Be sure you get the pictures"—adding slowly, knowing our frequent disappointments

I said I thought all his postals to O'Connor were preserved: Mrs.

These were "deeply impressive" to W.

s provisions were furnished from the money sent me weeks ago by Mrs. Fairchild.)

Soon all were conversationally grouped.

He and Ingersoll were simple as two boys in their ways.

s interruptions were free—to one—"Do you say so, Colonel?"

We were there till 12.30, some smoking, others drinking, some doing both.

And so matters were argued—and sites—W. repeatedly protesting his seriousness and saying, "We must love

dangers of luxury and mechanism, issuing in the vice of dilettantism which at present afflicts certain American

s proof changes were many or extensive, I saying, "No." I repeated this to W. who reaffirmed me.

"When I lived in Brooklyn—in the suburbs—probably two miles distant from the ferries—though there were

technicality," "instances in which justice is surrendered to legality," adding: "I supposed judges were

Frank Williams did not get in The American this week after all.

He afterwards declared to me, when we were alone, that even the coming in any shape "might be clouded

If he were sitting here now, I should tell him all this just as I am telling it to you now,—candidly,

There were seven or eight of us—we were there together—in the back room—I at the head—took that big wine

it was all the opportunity—the opportunity: you grasped it, and were victors.

Davis came up while we were out front, Ed with her. "Ah!" exclaimed W., "here are the truants!"

and Robert Underwood Johnson, of the Century, might be invited to the dinner if several more names were