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328 Mickle Street Camden N J p m Feb: 14 '89 Y'r card came yesterday—Rolleston has rec'd in Ireland my

I hear from Dr Bucke often, he expects to come here next week—my friend O'Connor is very ill at Washington

st—Camden — March 26 Am ab't the same as usual—Had a bad spell two weeks ago, but am now around after my

the same (a letting down a little peg, if no more, every time)—Yes I have had superb treatment from my

Within a short time, my Cincinnati accent in English and my relatively (for an American) voluble Russian

But what he opened up for my eyes and my heart was the genuine Russia that lay behind, and sometimes

voice approach Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body.

with your hand,/Don't be afraid of my body").

("Don't be afraid, it is not fearful/my body!").

Bucke had also written: "I have been thinking over the Riddle Song and have made up my mind that the

"Horace, I made the puzzle: it's not my business to solve it.

But I wanted something down there and thought I would start off on my own hook and get it.

There's something peculiar in my notion about this book.

Give the new mother my love: tell her I glorify her in my thanksgivings—that Walt Whitman glorifies her

My father had reinforced W. in his Goethean views. I had repeated these views from my notes.

Please don't mention my name in connection with what I write about Harlan.

Van Rensallaer.W. must have seen the big smile on my face. He looked extra pleased himself.

I turned the letter over and over in my hands.

He held my hand for an extra clasp. "Don't let our fight prejudice you against me," he said.

This always arouses my fears.

As I groped my way for a chair, after shaking hands with him, I asked how he had spent the day.

But he added, after Ed had gone out: "I feel much better now—have felt much better ever since I had my

is made too prominent—when it is indeed insisted upon—when it is too much poked in one's face—I turn my

Perhaps it would be as well to wait and what S. had to say, if anything, in response to my letter.

"It must be milder: my body tells me so." Letter from Bucke, he said. Searched for it.

He laughed heartily: "That's what I was just saying: it's my funeral that's in the way!"

He went on I could see rather because of his own impulse than of my suggestion.

He was interested in my account of my father's extensive reading of the German classics and of his great

I said I considered my playdays quite as valuable for life-making as my workdays: did he?

He listened attentively to my descriptions of going about and said: "Good! Good!"

McKay smoking his cigar—I with my book under my arm. Beguiled the time with talk.

It was always my impression that he did—that he was the first.

My dear Walt: I duly got your letter of May 5th and was glad to hear from you.

"My darling darling mother!"

I remember my call this day a year ago. He gave me a copy of Passage to India. A year hence!

Give my love to W.W.

Some of my friends want your books and are forwarding the money through me.

I have been showing the photographs you gave me to my sister Dora—whose likeness you have.

preparations for my winter course of lectures.

Here is another characteristic scene of the dark and bloody year 1863, from notes of my visit to Armory

(I think I see my friends smiling at this confession, but I was never more in earnest in my life.)

A GLIMPSE FROM MY NOTES.

I can say that in my ministerings I comprehended all and slighted none.

It has given me my plainest and most fervent views of the true ensemble and extent of the States.

entitled to a cancellation of the bond, nor to a discharge from the payment of the tax; and you ask my

—If, on a reëxamination of the case, you still desire my opinion, I shall be happy to give it; but as

it can easily be submitted to a court for its decision, if my opinion of it is not necessary for purposes

On that day, the Solicitor of Internal Revenue came into my office and said to me that the Supervisor

—There is in my Department no list of U. S.

With the facts you state in your letter, I understand very well what impression my telegram made upon

One night, as I was sitting alone with my mother and writing, I felt a sudden dizziness overcome me immediately

after a draught of tea stronger than any I had taken yet, and requested my mother to get me a glass

My mother was standing before me with the sherry. I asked her how long I had been insensible.

I send you by this mail my paper—"The New Ars Poetica" I want you to read it, &, if you think best, ask

strange feeling of the educative and epoch-making nature of your style (poetical); & I am confident that my

What do you think of my performance? I wish the libret might even be bound.

Belmont Oct 27 '89 To Walt Whitman I am immensely pleased (tickled) with the result of my little Wifekin

I rubbed my hands in glee after quoting some of the good great fellows (in England & America) who stand

She says, "I saw with my own eyes, his nobility & manners," &c.

Saturday My dear Walt i have received severall several paper s this week but no letter that has been

of company this week mostly girls from the place where she used to work all have to be taken up in my

got hans Han's letter and Jeffs Jeff's poor matt i feel so bad about her i cant can't keep her out of my

I have been home—six weeks— —I am middling well, go out some every day, but not much—Best thing is my

Good bye, my darling son—So the new shirts turn out a success do they?

I have a great mind to be jealous—Give my love to Wash Milburn, Adrian Jones, & all the RR boys.

My Dear Friend, Tis a long time since I have had the pleasure of hearing from you so I fear you did not

I am getting around quite lively on just a single cane and my health is good.

Now good bye, my good freind and may heaven keep you safe from harm. Anson Ryder, Jun.

Burlington Vt 1892 Tuesday Morning March 15 Only write a line my dear darling brother thinking maybe

so good to me.— What does me good or what is a comfort to me is nothing, you, are the one I care for my

not tire you if I could only do a bit of good— want Want to send much much love, & I do feel for you my

a week —so I thought I would write you a few lines now, to let you know— Mother, I suppose you got my

want to go down in camp once more very much—& I think I shall be back in a week—I shall spend most of my

you are well & in good spirits & Jeff & Mat & all, & dear little California & Hattie—I send them all my

Am so filled with gratitude can scarce express my feelings.

Tis the first time I have had the pleasure of gazing up on the picture of my Great Great Uncle Elias

I have patiently submited to the will of God, it is through him I breathe, live, and have my being.

three I have been away in New York—return'd only a few days ago—I am well and fat, & have been so, & my

four boys out, & then the four girls—I enjoyed their call—They were going off on a little excursion— My

brother & sister are well as usual—My nieces are now here —have left school—they are grown, tall hearty

1267 Broadway, New York My Dear Dear Walt— Swinburne has just written to me to say as follows.

As sincerely can I say, what I shall be freshly obliged to you if you will assure him of in my name,

that I have by no manner of means relaxed my admiration of his noblest works—such parts, above all, of

Dear Sir When my friend, Mr.

The "Leaves of of Grass" have become a part of my every-day thought and experience.

Often when I have been alone in the company of one or other of my dearest friends, in the very deliciousness

time—worse the afternoon & evn'g—or the reverse—But I feel better of the bladder trouble, wh' has been my

spasms, &c have mainly stopt & I am feeling decidedly easier, freer—rose ab't 1½ hours ago—have had my

you might suppose—To have the trilogy definitively done is a very great relief, for I had quite set my

I have abt 10 minutes a day to my self!

Wilson has my MS now. Am going to take a vacation in a month.

Do drop me a line dear & revered papa, & relieve my anxiety abt you. W. S. Kennedy.

Camden 1889 Saturday early P M June 1 — Well here I am, feeling fairly, commencing my 71st year.

turning (which were fortunately wide & easy) to the big banquet hall & big crowd, where I was roll'd to my

speeches from) outsiders—The compliments & eulogies to me were excessive & without break —But I fill'd my

in the wheel chair —was out to the river at sunset yesterday an hour—sleep & eat fairly yet— (made my

word or message I had to give him—I said (a la Abraham Lincoln) there was a queer old Long Islander in my

Sunday 30th 10—11 a m —Rather pleasanter, cloudy, warm yet—bad spell continued—have had my breakfast,

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

My dear friend I cannot tell you what joy your message has given me, both as proof of your improvement

With what joyful smiling I thank God that you are better, as I wept from my heart, at hearing of your

ancestor of yours settled very early in Weymouth, this portion of which where I am now staying was my

INSANE ASYLUM LONDON ONTARIO 16 April 1891 Still sitting here in my room upstairs—foot mending —but slowly

Put in my time mostly reading, some writing and chatting.

like the water, like to see England and friends there, it would be the best change I could have for my

Dear Walter, I take my pen in hand as a final resort to find out where you are. as it appears to me it

will stay untill August I get out now most every day untill six oclock but I never see you I have got my

evening as you usd to do at the old Armory but alas I never see your [old] familliar in the threshold of my

And as this is Christmas night and I alone in my Shanty will improve it in writing You althouth there

excepted it and had a verry nice time yet I think had I been in New York or Brooklyn that I would enjoyed My-Self

are now Priosners of War Who have Served and fought in the regiment Since the Orginization and for my

it is growing too dark to write— Sunday forenoon early—Oct 23 —The sun is shining bright—I have had my

breakfast (pann'd oysters toast & coffee) & in half an hour I shall start in my light wagon & Nettie

Give my best regards to Ernest Rhys —a synopsis of his "New Poetry" lecture has been published here in

about Herb's picture, he calls September Days —(name not very good, but will do)—Picture itself, in my

treatment no following of any thing Herb has done before — Our folks are well as usual—(it is toward noon)—My

sister is off to church somewhere—brother down stairs balancing his acct's accounts —I up here in my

I got your letter of last May, but have not been well able to write with my half-paralyzed hands and

My little book overwhelmed me with letters, and I have felt stung not to be able to answer many of them

My faith is not shaken. Life seems to have almost stopped still with me.

To my: "I do," he answered: "The situation as I see it now is a good deal worse than I had supposed."

body thus and so: the question is my mind's question, not my body's: the mind, not the body, must answer

Knowing my name would be called I slipped out the back door. Salter asked for W.'

B. said: "I have no call to speak for Walt about this but my impression is that while he believes the

so—in my friends than in my enemies."

W. reading Stedman's Poets of America, which he put down on my entrance.

Then he said: "If you write to Stedman to-morrowtomorrow, give him my love: tell him I still keep my

but cheerful, inclined to accept all things as they come: reading some: writing some: spending all my

My Dear Friend. W. H.

Piper, using my name.

Sir: I have the honor to acknowledge the receipt of your letter of the 26th inst. requesting my opinion

McKeon, and return them herewith, with the endorsement of my opinion thereon.

Waterman against the United States, brought to my notice in my letter of criminal proceedings agt G.

May-be one is now reading this who knows some wrong-doing of my past life, Or may-be a stranger is reading

this who has secretly loved me, Or may-be one who meets all my grand assumptions and egotisms with derision

cloudy warm forenoon, I feel that I would just like to write a line (quite purposeless no doubt) sending my

love & thanks to you & yours—Do you know this is the anniversary day of my receiving the present through

My father still lives, at the age of ninety-one. But I have lately lost my sister.

My dear Mr Whitman: I am very glad you are pleased with the pictures.

If you will kindly look over those you have kept you will find one with my name on & a few words from

My dear Mr.

much stronger than when last I felt its generous touch, that token is alone enough to gladden this my

134 East 38th St New York April 24, 1876 My dear Walt— Please send 3 sets on account of my list of 5.

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Dec 21 '81 My dear W S K Yours rec'd received & glad to hear from

L of G—have just sent you a package by express of the late & other editions & Vols. of poems &c. as my

Camden New Jersey U S America Oct 1 '78— Dear Sirs Yours of Sept 14 with $14 for Two Sets (4 Vols) of my

to hand —Thank you sincerely— I to-day forward to Wiley & Sons, New York, Twelve Sets (24 Vols) of my

431 Stevens st Camden N Jersey July 11 My dear Philip Hale I have rec'd received your p o post office

order for $10 for my books—for which hearty thanks.

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 March 3 '89 Am feeling better all day from the encouraging & sunny news my young friend Horace

H T will send hence (March 4) two copies of my big book by express, one for you & one for Nelly —yours