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Camden N J — Sundown Sept: 29 '91 Just had my supper, some oysters, bread & coffee—a rare fried egg for

dearest sister, & glad enough to get it—I sit here ab't about same—might be much worse (may be shall be)—my

Peking, February 3rd— 188: My dear Mr.

have read was a mere newspaper exaggeration, and in sending you this wish, I send the assurances of my

Whitman:— I have thought of you often since my call upon you the other day (and before, too, for that

matter), and felt, that although I have a copy of your works in my library, I would like one from you

the city i have taken the liberty of addressing you a few lines i am the wife of Henry Reynolds and my

son is called after you, my husband went out West about a year and a half ago since which time we have

afew a few lines that you may now know i I have you in rememberance remembrance yet you were kin to my

hospital afriend a friend in need is a friend indeed Bethuels father has gone to his home to rest and my

V. ) in the midst of brick and stone again, in my home in Boston.

I picked them on purpose for you—and here they are—with my love and gratitude.

don't want them back)— If any gaps of the proof pages up to 104 exist, mention it & I will remit—Keep my

room yet—am sitting now (& in four fifths time day) in the capacious ratan-seated arm chair—my condition

thank you again, and more specifically, dear E.C., for the help you have so kindly sent me—you and my

I have just had my dinner, (buckwheat cakes, and tea, good).

bitterly— I am somewhat better, & late yesterday afternoon I was taken out & jaunted around for an hour—my

first experience of out door for most a year, & it was very refreshing—then when I came back & up to my

thing is quiet & secluded here—all winter too, the snow white & deep in every direction—as I look from my

window, river & mountains & trees & rocks—far & vast— I only write a hurried line to let you know my

I think, after all, that my former objections to giving the English of the L. of G. with the translation

We go for a month or so into the country soon, and from the time you get this till the end of June my

I send you, same mail with this, a copy of my book, as requested—Also a copy of Mr.

I send you my thanks & good will.

Kirkwood (Glendale) New Jersey U S America April 24 — Down here on one of my visits —Mr and Mrs S and

it was good fun for me, grave as the subject was—I sent you a short report—I am surprised about B —my

House inform'd informed me that you accepted, and would publish, my "Bardic Symbols."

About the two lines: (See from my dead lips the ooze exuding at last!

My dear Mr. Taylor, I have received your letter of the 12th.

The friendly pages thereof have given me pleasure, & I wish to proffer you my friendship in response.

328 Mickle Street Camden New Jersey April 27 '85 My dear Dr Knortz What is now the status of the Rolleston

(I dont want the book, but just want to see how it is made up, paged & printed)—My health is about as

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey Feb: 6 '81 My dear J L G I send you the Carlyle piece as requested

forget to mention before (& perhaps is not strictly needed any how) I reserve the right to print any of my

early P M June 26 '91 Hot wave again—am keeping up pretty well—Suppose you rec'd Dr J's facsimile of my

will probably so appear (why so deferr'd doth not appear)—Enc'd y'r introductory to Tennyson —give him my

hour's drive:—quite a long letter from Wallace a couple of days ago (but I think I referred to it in my

Ingersoll (sent it to Horace, perhaps he will show it you) re my Montreal address.

Camden Dec: 5 '90 My dear JMS I like y'r plan & feel greatly complimented by it & hope it will be carried

I send you herewith the MS of personal article (must not have my name signed) Of course if you print

abolished one of the third class clerkships in the office of the Solicitor of the Treasury, and upon my

It is, therefore, my duty to inform you that your services will not be required from and after the first

My general strength, however, from fair to middling.

Dont feel to leave my anchorage here, just now—but hope yet to take advantage of your affectionate &

Sunday , March 28 Dear Linton, My note of yesterday, (or day before,) asking for the bill was written

To-day, better, I have just taken up yours to read a second time, (as I generally do with my friends'

of the poem (not including this line) were revised and published in The American in October 1880 as My

"Do you think the meter's success means my failure, Walt?" "It might."

W. said: "That's another of my illusions shattered."

W. exclaimed: "My God! has it come to that? am I fallen so low?

W. asked: "I wonder if my words will be included?

Bucke said: "I hope you won't take offense at my freedom?"

Asked about the weather: urged me to throw my coat off: altogether most cordial.

He added: "My first doubts are my last. I think the little woman (was it Lucy Larcom?)

Then I would re-examine my premises. Yet each attempt was fruitless."

Changed his cover design at McKay's and my suggestion.

I keep it among my records. Monday, November 26, 1888

For my part I thoroughly trusted Proctor: he was modest, made no claims for himself, went quietly about

I shall have to try my hand at a design or two."

For example, my parents lived to be more than ninety years old, and they drank wine; from my childhood

Then he said: "Them's my sentiments—every one of them: there can be no rule: every man must be a rule

My address is—Sept. 4 '76.R.

You know my bright particular friend there, Julius Chambers, is now on the World.

W. said for his own part: "I am persuaded that my painter has not yet arrived.

My sympathies all go out towards the outcast." I asked him again about his toast to the Queen.

But in my philosophy—in the bottom-meanings of Leaves of Grass-there is plenty of room for all.

And I, for my part, not only include anarchists, socialists, whatnot, but Queens, aristocrats."

"I cannot fix the details all accurately in my mind: I get a little rusty sometimes."

"John published that against my persuasions—O'Connor's too: our strong objections: but now I know, we

If you have, I wish you would give me a line of introduction to him for my brother Bertie (Albert) who

But I must wait till my lecture to the Nineteenth Century Club, on Feb. 7, is past.Dr.

"I know: don't you see me on my knees? I admire his I'll do as I damned please ways."

and don't want to be both outdoors and indoors: a certain element of irresponsibility is mixed with my

It forms the staple for a number of my lectures on the literature of Democracy.Our friend Baxter had

Every now and then someone goes away after a visit here telling the most monstrous stories of my being

One of the worst features of my confinement here is that fact that I am in the north room, obliged to

If I could talk into a machine—if I didn't have to use a pen—my troubles would be over."

my soul."

the end of my tether."

I talked awhile ago of my old man who was afraid of Catholicism.

My presence would spoil the soup."

I said my good night and left. Monday, February 4, 1889

the comradeship—friendship is the good old word—the love of my fellow-men.

As to the form of my poetry I have rejected the rhymed and blank verse.

everything of the kind from my books."

I said, "Perhaps not, my dear, in the way you mean, and yet, maybe, it is the same thing."

He said: "It is my chief reliance." He talked of death, and said he did not fear it.

Court of Arizona, Tucson, Arizona Terr Sir: I have received your letter of the 10th ultimo, asking my

Marshals—and therefore I cannot answer your letter officially, but I have no hesitation in giving you my

hundred dollars, unless it is given to them by Territorial law, or some law of Congress which has escaped my

And on my assent—"Did you know his brother Johnny?"

he continued—adding thereupon—"This letter here on my lap is from the brother Johnny—as I knew him, a

Kennedy—Sloane's wife—happened in today: came about eleven—that was one of my changes of garments."

s, finding at my mother's on the way this special delivery letter from the Telegram office: The Evening

"It was my first struggle in that field and it will be my last." Sunday, February 14, 1892

I have followed it right along, myself—often to the horror of my friends.

Now there ought to be someone to write up about my Dutch forebears.

I may say I revel, even gloat, over my Dutch ancestry. Burroughs? Yes, perhaps, or some other.

I spoke of its wonder and W. repeated my word—admitting it had "wonder: that first wonder—influence—which

"Enviged" me, he said smilingly, my prospective roamings this day.

"I am sorry for my imprisonment—but glad I have a good prison," etc., with a laugh.

and then in the silence, Alone I had thought—yet soon a silent troop gathers around me, Some walk by my

side, and some behind, and some embrace my arms or neck, They, the spirits of friends, dead or alive—thicker

lilac, with a branch of pine, Here, out of my pocket, some moss which I pulled off a live-oak in Florida

cooking—Otherways I have been here in C. all the time, have done a little work writing, but nothing much,—My

little talk—did me good to meet them—I dont don't think Jersey has two nicer looking boys—I was on my

got there I found the elder A. was dead & buried —so I have just had to write the sad intelligence to my

I wish you would speak to M c Kay about the circulars he was to print for me in re my vol. "W. W."

We are all well here, I am up to my eyes in work, have to write my annual report in the next two weeks

this morning from a young presbytarian clergiman clergyman —a good friend of yours ) but we want (to my

I think you are right to stand aside (personally) from this I. demonstration but for my part (as a friend

For my part nothing could give me greater satisfaction than a rousing demonstration on the part of I.

If I am so fortunate as to regain my health I hope to weaken the force of that statement, at least in

sofar as my talent & training will permit.

My artistic enthusiasm was never so thoroughly stirred up as by the indians They certainly have more

13 April 1867 April 13th My dear Walt it is saturday Saturday afternoon and martha is gone away and hattie

the bustle I have lived in the country so long it seemed quite strange i suppose Walt you have got my

waiting to take the letter i am about the same some days i feel very well then again i feel quite spry my

have the breeze through—I can have what I wish in the grub line—have plenty of good strawberries—& my

much change so far—but I feel comparatively comfortable since I have been here—& better satisfied — My

a bad spell—have distress in the head at times, but keep up a good heart—or at any rate try to—Give my

the cars on the great Plains on the eastern frontiers of Colorado Well Lou Dear, I suppose you got my

in the cars writing this, (have a leaf-table before me to write on) 1 p m flying along, I can p with my

help her—two beautiful little children—she is groaning as I write— Denver Colorado Evening I finish my

S.W. 15 June 1880 My dear Friend You see I venture to salute you, & to write to you in the same strain

His son, & my son-in-law, Lionel Tennyson, lives in London for some ten months out of the twelve, at

She is re-editing the Life of Blake, & I have a few of his letters, & she has been once or twice in my

little plus)— I went down last month to spend a while with the Staffords at their new farm, but I miss'd my

& heaped just now, as I have been down stairs to see what the post man left me— I am sitting up in my

miss them)— I am busy a little leisurely writing—think of printing soon a smallish 100 page book of my

Whitman's own experiences during this visit to the front.The soldier's epitaph—"Bold, cautious, true, and my

The latent meaning submerged within "my loving comrade" as the antithesis of "true," in other words,

"My book and the war are one," Whitman would assert in "To Thee Old Cause" (1871); in "Toilsome" that

Monday p m All ab't about the same with me—I took dinner with the Scovel family Sunday & a ride with my

W W My Dear Friend: I get a few good letters on my little essay on the poets.

quite good spells—but am not feeling well just now—have got over to the office, & am now sitting at my

hear of many cases, some good, some unfavorable— As to myself, I do not lose faith for a moment, in my

—I am feeling better—my head is some easier—Love to you, dear mama, & all— Walt.