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Stopped in on the way from city to leave proof of picture with him. W. in bedroom.

So we were thus together for half an hour. Spoke of opera again.

He thought that all poets were insane, more or less.

Milton and Walt Whitman, he always thought were insane.

And gesture, look, were full of grace and expression.I asked him if he had read the Renan piece.

His shutters were thrown half open: rarely so.

Suddenly he added:—"We were talking of Buddha—Hundustan: I found something in the paper this morning—which

Crossett, an independent American missionary in China.

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.

Afterwards, he got the conviction that our then present school books were poor fossils—that the time

These books were probably a great success.

"I am entirely done with them: they greatly satisfy me—though I don't know that I am the one they were

Charles Aldrich of Webster City, Iowa, many letters and scraps of letters, postcards, etc., bearing the

respects the most important comment yet made on Leaves of Grass—comment in the high sense—not the American

Institute for Artist-Artisans, inscribed autographically—"To the 'American' Poet Walt Whitman with the

They had brought him some pears, too, which by and by were referred to—fine samples of the fruit over

They were quite a family—farm folks—father, mother, children, boys and girls."

We take no such care of ourselves here—the American people have not hit upon that conviction yet.

Americans he thought "worked like the devil till they were all worked out"—though sometimes he "envied

It was mightily interesting at the moment we were going—the three girls there in a group bidding him

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

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

Said he woke "feeling very well"—and that his "days nowadays" were of "a better cast."

Monday, December 2, 1889 Detained in city—could not get to W.'

We do not seem to realize, even at this late day, how many loyal men there were at the South—were too

Developed some talk of adulteration, W. saying: "If there's anything that will destroy our American people

That is one side of our life—a side that makes American boasts farcical.

Then, however: "And yet my friend Arnold would say to all this: You would not talk so if you were a reader

There were lines in the play last night in which Salvini's magnificent voice and passion forced a close

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.

The Angelus was like the Sower—there were several versions of it. Col.

informed me today that he had been written to by someone from Canada who had seen his article in The American

That is what you were going to say?"

"Were you informed on that Eastern question?"

Gilchrist said to several who were in a group discussing Eakins' Agnew picture in the Haseltine Art Gallery

There were several of my friends present there—vehement friends—and they thought I had made a great mistake

And to my remark: "Australia is more American than English, anyway—" he said: "Yes, it is so: see how

W. did not read it while we were there—only remarked: "It is finely type-written, if not other-written

As to Morris' exclamation to me in a discussion today—"If you were to see those Corots you would see

On the table an old German paper (1883) in which were 4 portraits, Whitman's with Lindau's, Heyse's and

And although there were manifest ways in which Whittier obviously lacked world-mind, "yet after that

If men only knew that they were to become great—as they never do—how well they might prepare for it!

"the delicate pipes" with which this work was done—Clifford interpolating that in the factory they were

When Chubb inquired of the big cities—whether they did not militate against America, W. responded: "I

think I can say without hesitating about that—no: I accept all the cities—all that America so is—then

ask for more," that America were "less going wrong in what she has than what she has not."

He is a man who needs to be studied out, and that I can't do, even if I were inclined to.

There were spears of grass—but leaves?—Oh! no!'

out—set me quite up—said that, whatever was the case in literature, in science leaves of grass there were

The great vice in Thoreau's composition was his disdain of the universe—his disdain of cities, companions

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

Left with him a copy of The American containing Browning Symposium—Morris, Williams, Wayland, Thompson

In a shop-window up town there were a couple of pictures of Goethe and Schiller—fine—they possessed me—evidently

We were fortified by the Century articles on Cathedrals and saw Durham of Norman and York of Gothic architecture

Yes, I remembered that my payments were only up to Nov. 1st (through Oct.) and as I had expected to start

Asked me if I thought Morris knew that his Sarrazin piece in The American was partly quoted in The Critic

Returned me The American. Several Christmas presents have been sent in to him.

That is one of the great charges foreigners bring against America—against typical Americans—but I doubt

Afterward we were turned upon another theme.

He had read the Gladstone-Blaine controversy in The North American Review about the tariff.

Y.) which I had asked for: "The best typical American of the business class I know—a man of ventures,

And he acknowledged that these were "the saving of" him.

And even the glimpses in "Specimen Days" were "but the most fugitive—the most slight—most brief."

I have no pretention to name a paper I have not even seen): "The Poet of the Modern" "The First American

There were always two sets of theatre-goers—one that came late, one that came early: by the insertion

of the farce, both ends were pleased."

It was a letter of last July, containing an extended account of B.Bertz's American experiences and how

The question raised by some of his friends that he should spend his last years in other cities—Washington

He had never been himself a partaker of these dinners—"they were for the big guns exclusively.

Then—on my asking what he had clipped from the Tribune extract (I noticed it was cut): "There were two

He bought 2 copies L. of G.Leaves of Grass: one for himself, one for a friend in the city—Kent, was his

Blake said to me at the meeting last evening, applauding Curtis—"but if only his fancy were imagination

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

The names were there.Edward BertzHolzmarkt str 18 Potsdam PrussiaProf: DowdenWinstead Temple Road Rathmines

"There were many of the old fellows—thoroughly democratic—approachable.

The rest of the money I will put in with the fund.W. much interested in American notice of book—this:

Talking of American art in the wider sense, the question arose, had we yet produced in music a great

probably not, but he would answer—and be forced to give extracts from his father's journal if there 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

I was out in my chair yesterday—Warrie took me and we went up towards the city hall.

All his actions towards me were of a manly character, he was straightforward, honest, made genuine returns

I have always felt, what my mother often said to me, that these old folk of the grand type were made

I know some such persons—wonderful cute—who wait, as it were, till all the evidence is in before speaking—then

Grant—you remember in your book, in John Burroughs' letter—where John speaks of the prime defect of the American

—"It is a high word: one would wish he were the man even if he were not!" Friday, November 15, 1889

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

Morris' piece on the Sarrazin Whitman in this week's American. M. brought me papers—2 for Whitman.

Some of the folks way off that way are wonderfully cute—more cute than city people.

Referring to use of words, W. remarked: "In my abolition days, some of my friends were furious at my

allusions to the blacks: as if colored people were nearly so definite—colored, which might mean red or