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He had a copy of Queries (Buffalo) which had copied, without crediting, American notice, as we believe

He thought "quite a liberal modicum of Republicans" were "holding over."

They made some powerful enemies—both of them: by and by both were dismissed—put out: Marvin first, then

W. said: "Yes, indeed: and there were several more than you have ever heard of—the names forgotten now

"There were womn, too: the women are wonderful friends: did you ever know one good noble genuine woman

Europe had its real votaries—even in France or Germany—or (though I would not dare say it if Herbert were

We were all much attracted towards him: I, quite unmistakably.

His were the words which first greatly stirred and exalted me; as I look over the familiar pages in their

He also on my reminder asked to see the Arena and the Illustrated American.

greeting me immediately with a question about Tom: also inquiring if I had the Arena and Illustrated American

long ago—years, years—at Pfaff's, Bleecker Street—a number of us spent a good deal of time there—we were

Thought Garland's enthusiastic greeting of Howells in the current Standard as the American novelist,

par excellence—the man most typically hitting off American life—"probably with some justification"—yet

Pointed out portraits of Blackie and Swinburne: felt they were "excellent."

referred to by Bush is simply an address that the Colonel gave before a private literary society in this city

He has not arranged to give it anywhere in this city, at any time. He may give it in St.

lately received from him in "A Backward Glance" p. 434, he has spoken words which alone can save American

But meanwhile what about H[arned] and the Camden men—I thought they were to attend to Mrs.

When I asked W. about the portrait, he said again: "I've done nothing with it: I thought we were going

Several memorandums were pinned to the letter.

These were the names on the lists: G.T. Glover, John Wallace, John Fraser, G.R.

Whitman, I think, is the first of American bards; it matters little who the second is, for the second

and a half from Chesterfield—three and a half from the nearest station.I got your bit about the American

called "a publisherial memorandum" to add to my records.Office of The Atlantic MonthlyBoston, March 6, 1860

"We were just talking of it as you came in—Horace and I: Horace said our cover should be seen abroad.

Harned had Bryce's American Commonwealth under his arm. W. asked: "What's the book, Tom?"

announcement in today's Press that preachers would tomorrow discuss the question, why so many pews were

Referred to the American generals.

We have had no one from the keel up so American as Grant. Sherman? No—not Sherman.

betrayal in the whole story of the war—nor this, even at times when the departments in Washington were

What were these virtues?

I earnestly wish it were all over—the strain is becoming (in many ways) too much for us.Love to youR.

—And again—"What about the city—Philadelphia: is it busy, varied, gay, businessy?

They were great treats!"

lecture on the peoples of Africa Friday caused W. to urge me to ask B., to what extent if any, the Moors were

"I have always had a suspicion they were not related, but my suspicion never rose to a certainty."

another, in a roomful of company: then come weeks of depression, hypocondriacism: while they are on they were

publisher less squeamish bought the plates as they stood and went on with it: at that time translations were

letters—they are very graceful: they are conclusive of their kind: they don't quite sound as if they were

Pray tell O'Connor I shall look to him to send me such things: I can't take all American magazines; but

It was at the time of the blue glass craze and they were discussing blue glass.

In today's papers were notes of McCosh's debate with Griggs on Presbyterian doctrines.

Harned with us—all went out together, were gone about an hour and a half.

Speaking of Parnell—brought up the Christian legend—Jesus and the fallen woman: "The mob were after her—wanted

And he bantered several clients who came in and the clerks that were anxious for every word.

When they returned they were asked what they had seen. Oh how different the stories!

Is it true that no American publisher will issue your works?

Should I go it will probably be this next April, if it were not for the Philadelphia Exhibition—which

comes back at once, of course: recovers—stands up: but the question was there—whether certain things were

eligible to understand me, would understand me—that certain other people were not to be reached—would

In the beginning she was vigorous enough, as we all were—but rheumatism has sapped her.

When the doctors were here, it was thick and choked, but it cleared in the night.

An American gentleman told me that you were going to England. Is it true?

W. then: "The Beverly is the best of all: the Wenonah is good, too: they were the special good boats.

W. put up his hand—we were silent—"Did you hear it?" he asked.

My piece is not to appear in the North American Review for January. The editor has so written me."

Then away again—downtown—stopping in at Press office, seeing city editor and one of the reporters.To

Traubel,Christmas draws near once more; I remember that last year you were good enough to charge yourself

I wish it were more!

the inscription.As soon as the book came I read to a party of friends the "Mystic Trumpeter" and we were

There were times to-daytoday, Ed says, when W. seemed mentally considerably confused.

They were greatly disappointed W. not being able to see them. Nothing from Bucke.

disregarded the new glasses—would not wear them—that accidently one day he got them on thinking they were

I cautioned him not to give out any of the just-bound books till they were numbered, and he promised

Said he had been "writing some today" but "the infernal aches and pains were against me—wearing, throbbing

In our English American life we do not half enough appreciate the Spanish dons—the old heroic Spaniards

They were a wonderful race, not without their virtue.

But the words were hardly past his lips when he fired a new question at me: "What news?

Bucke, the children—all of them I think—were in bed: the bottles were appropriated—emptied: Bucke took

stars: everybody taking part in it: everybody sharing the fun: recitation, farewell: then the bottles were

Of course no officious offer of any gift is intended, but if there were any, direct or indirect, way

W. now: "You were clearly right, at least"—with a smile—"right as our gospel puts it—as 'Leaves of Grass

Referring to another paper in the American series on W. W. "Well, let them go on.

Harned now asked him if he had yet written the Tennyson piece for the North American Review?

And it is so with me, Tom: I never had the tub—nor did the North American"—and he ended it in a slight

very often to say to me,speaking of turbulent, revolutionary, other, tendencies of our time, that we were

for us—these stories, fables, legends, of the orthodox, were settled long ago—long ago.

They were discussing the nude in art—a young lady asked him—perhaps an old—a lady, anyhow—woman—'Now

Mazzini's was a great and lofty spirit, and offset in his philosophy as it were, to his friend, Carlyle

A storm was coming on—overhead and sailing across the sky were clouds—dark ponderous masses—everything

Chadwick to O'Connor—there were several letters on both sides, I think, and it was quite heated."

I interposed— "How O'Connor would play with Edward Emerson's 'or words to that effect' if he were here

Gilchrist's talks with me about him were always charmed, touched, as with the contact of an unusual personality

—were not scattered about the room, if I didn't know every object and spot, I don't believe I could navigate

interested me more than anything in a newspaper for a long time—a series of letters from workingmen—Americans—gone

group of men, friends, eight of them, living within a stone's throw of each other—whose united years were

He had been almost importuned to come here by officials, by Congress, was brought in an American man-of-war

I do not mean the idea: he must know about me—he knew O'Connor—they were intimate friends: but even with

open that window near you, Horace—it begins to feel a little warm in here," which, considering things were

If the occasion were on I would say, let us make the most of it, and this would be our most without a

I laughingly reminded him of some visitors to whom he had said, "The American people wash too much anyhow

The north countries were always miracle countries to me, somehow.

One sentence, "In nothing is there more evolution than in the American mind," I have also used in company

phases of American literature, etc.

"That all great literature lent itself to the lips—that you were never so impressive as when rightly

He said that when he found his arguments were making no impression he resorted to your book and read

rejoined: "There may be—there may be: the natural thing to do would be for me to go about myself—go from city

to city—New York, Chicago, St.

by other means, this perhaps getting mixed with the printed matter, I should think he and Symonds were

reminded him of his one-time remark, discussing Greek life, that "one of its features was that when they were

And this may account for my article; having these things in me, they were bound to come out."

His was the true American's and humanity's spirit in the light of his own convictions, and he wrought

s papers (local) to him: they were at doorway. There was my column and a half.

Nearly all the boys were present & we had a downright good time.

Original songs were sung by Dixon & myself & the fun & frolic were kept up till midnight.

I am a great lover of cities for their crowds, their human sublimities and horrors, yet carry always

W. asked him how many students there were in the College.

s ideas were these: "Whether to get out more on sumptuous paper with wide margins—whether on cheaper

he added: "My friends, some of them, the more conservative of them (wishing me well as they did), were

Then he added: "But you were here and heard it all."

I had a copy of the Illustrated American (April 4th) containing portrait of W. and article on "Our Poet

to find one who could do justice to Columbus, to Chicago, to America.But best of all would be an American

He is an American, a democrat in the largest and best sense of the word, a son of the soil.

the history of the centuries from 12th to 16th—and what are called the Elizabethan group, literature—were

It is lucky for me if I take after the women of my ancestry, as I hope I do: they were so superior, so

The polite circles of that period and later on were determined to queer the reputation of contemporary

The young radicals of that time have never had justice done them: they rallied—such of them as were in

New York—about Paine and were far in advance of their time.

Was it a distinctly unhealthy city? "I should say so—at least, Washington itself is not.

Probably no city in the world can beat Washington in respect to this malarial curse.

ideas of what the city should be—who made everything, as they say vulgarly, bang up."

Did you see how they did us up in the American supplement to the Encyclopedia Brittanica?

Washington was an American out and out." Mention of Lincoln.

I don't know where they are: they were good letters.

His estimate of the American poets misses the chief points—is wide of the truth: he is too judicial,

Bryant is more significant for his patriotism, Americanism, love of external nature, the woods, the sea