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I was a good deal uncertain about the title until your unanimous vote removed my uncertainty."

My first experience with that sort of a character was an unfortunate one: it has become a mere memory

a man I think I of all men doubt: a pious, sanctimonious, unctuous, oily individual: his victim was my

—or something or other of that sort—contracted with my father, who was a builder, for the construction

It was a sample case—I could match it with many incidents that have come my way since.

How deliciously like my old friend Henry Peterson is that critical exegesis on your lines!

So it would seem my words were prophetic.

Don't let Scovel print it (as the divvle did my note to him—wasn't I astonished!)

I wonder if my life-saving career draws to an end. March fourth comes near.

I can't put my hands on it just now." Friday, April 13, 1888.

"I have a card from Aggie" (my sister) "on which she announces her marriage." "So, she is married.

Still inquires after my progress with manuscript.

Interested to know of my going to "Richelieu" tonight.

My dear Traubel:Today, I received from W. W. some poems on Old Age, for The Arena.

BakerAlso, serious letter from Bucke:London, 23 Nov 1890 My dear HoraceI have yours of 20 & 21 inst.

At my reminder he gave me the "Good-Bye" for Morse and with it a "sculptor's profile" and a copy, unmounted

"He saw trouble ahead, or possible—my iron hand, my death—that he now sells without contract—don't know

I am finally determined to act upon your counsel (which is my own, too), to put 'A Backward Glance' at

And to set the book now into a shape in which, if my wishes are regarded, it will always remain—marked

, sealed, with my final word, hope."

told me at the door that W. spent a good day, but he shook his head and said: "This has been one of my

Whitman:During my absence your note of the 4th, inst was left here by Mr. Traubel.

S. & act & settle it in my place.

in your first colloquy with the man I venerate so deeply, you should have handed him the reprint of my

This expresses the mere fact, so far as I can read my inner self, though perhaps my own industry in life

But this is not the case with my present subject.

—My subject deserves a very favorable notice.

The further development of these ideas, as soon to be tested, will no doubt confer on my subject the

My subject is a jovial, good humored man (who indeed ever knew a big stout man that wasn’t?

The real aristocrat is not you, but my subject.

They seemed charged with a new beauty and a new meaning addressed to my individual soul; and long did

—After a refreshing night's sleep I awoke to the singing of some sweet little songsters at my window.

I did not see him again for about forty years, when one day he came to my house and asked me,— " 'Do

I believe, too, that I once existed before I lived in my present form, and that I shall again live as

an individual after I have changed my present form."

"Good-Bye, my Fancy!"

'Good-bye, my Fancy!'

These brave beliefs ring almost gayly through 'An Ended Day,' 'The Pallid Wreath,' 'My 71st Year,' 'Shakespeare-Bacon's

like the arch of the full moon, nebulous, Ossianlike, but striking in its filmy vagueness. ∗ Good-Bye, my

New York "Good-Bye, my Fancy!"

"These are my visiting cards: I put them in my pocket when I go out."

My dear Walt Whitman:In London last week I met many mutual friends who were asking after you and wondering

Of course this suits me, born Democrat as I am, but I trust it will not at all disturb the future of my

My address is the Langhorne Hotel. Drop me a line.Yours faithfully,Joaquin Miller.

to be none the worse for his shaking up, or down, of which he remarked, "Yes, I tumbled: at least, my

easily—in fact, let myself go—and when down, rested there till Mary Davis came up and helped me to my

My legs are hardly able to hold me up anymore: the steel is given out—all out."

Never looked up till the reading was done, then saying, "I don't see what good my Burns would do them

Sheets of my Burns might be sent, if I could fish them out. But even that is doubtful."

My dear friend:Your letter expresses the scope of what I wish to say, and the subject or subjects upon

If in November, let it be a little time after the election.Give my very best regards to Whitman.

It is wonderful—the rallying power that dear Nature gives us.I am glad you are pleased with my idea of

I reminded him of the notes he had promised me for my article. "There!" he exclaimed.

"It is my memory again! I have not written a word of it, not a word."

possible, though I don't know why I need to say that, either, for I know the importance, the necessity, of my

getting out clearly enough of my own notion!"

And further: "My question anyhow has no application to his platform addresses, his public work, writing

saying it—to having it known to come from me—but it would not seem to me in good taste to print it over my

And yet the other way excites my distaste. I can hardly tell you why.

is in so I could send for it.If it is as good as "The Evening Breeze" piece I shall begin to think my

To my mind "The E.B." piece is one of the most wonderful he has ever produced—its inner spiritual meaning

Not yet done with my manuscript. "I want to give it still another reading," he said.

I think the old man would see me or my son who saw him before.

Traubel—I saw Whitman because my father could not go, but he will go when he can.

I told him Doctor thought he [W.] ought to write something for my paper.

After this, I shall not aspire to write anything—to assume that anybody wants my handiwork.

"You should take my copy—it is on the other side of the table there." I found it.

a portrait—the Lear—for Jacob Lychenheim: promised him many months ago—but forgotten till today, on my

Nor had the check-book turned up yet—I should bring him a National State Bank check from my father.

Yet, "I shall try my second powder first. I took the other the night you brought it.

W. much interested in my letter from Mrs. O'Connor: 112 M St. NWMarch 5, 1891.Dear Mr.

But that again is an evidence in my favor, for these men who grow unconsciously get mad as hyenas to

W. was intensely attracted by my description of a mail car.

Said, "One thing I have always wanted to do—trace the passage of one of my letters to Dr.

And, Horace, I have really eaten very little—a dish of peaches for my breakfast, for dinner, peaches!

I have been fortunate in many of my friends, Horace.

treat them decently—but, you know, I'm head and ears in work and I'm going to get you to take them off my

paper out of his pocket—he always carried it—and indicate by a few deft lines, which of course excited my

He long, long wandered out of my ken. And there were others, too—Tilden, for one. O yes!

Therein: "Walt Whitman's note on his new book, 'Good-Bye My Fancy,' though it but fills half a page,

You know its history—that it came into my mind to write when I understood from you that Joe intended

He wanted my name over it. He is an inveigling cuss, anyhow—so good, too.

My main complaint of it is, that it is vague, misty, that it effects no end—hits nothing, so far as I

Whitman's Tribute to Lowell — The Good Gray Poet Speaks Feelingly of the Dead Poet's Fame": Let me send my

Having neither the funds nor disposition to pass my little term of ruralizing at the fashionable baths

That is, my lodging place is at Greenport; but, in truth, I "circulate" in all directions around.

found on the coasts of Long Island between spring and late fall. however, are the most delicious, to my

Can there be any thing of the old gossip in my composition?

Bathing in this pure, clear, salt water, twice every day, is one of my best pleasures.

My article has gone to the Tribune with a note to Whitelaw Reid, and we await the result.

My object is to smoke the hidden movers in this business out of their holes, and I kept this in mind

Marston was behind the Boston attorney, I took care not to even mention his name, but focussed all my

It is all right for you to take such an attitude as you do toward them—for you personally; but my part

—I hope my letter will appear and be satisfactory to you.

but I must not wait any longer now, though there is a fog outside & a fog or something of the sort in my

Llwyngwril, a primitive little village, quite away from town- ways & fashions, I stayed for four weeks with my

Having it in my drawer or on the table as I write, it makes me feel as if you yourself had been in the

For my own sake, as well as yours, I wish it were!

thought over it very seriously, besides asking Dr Bucke's opinion about issuing a 2nd Edn at all of my

enclose you $50.00 and am sorry that I cant send you more, but Mother if you need more before I get my

I have a nice wall tent all alone to myself and if I have some one to look out for my grub, I shall be

Mother I believe I mentioned in my last letter about your haveing some of my pictures taken and sent

Dear Mother, give my love to all and let me hear from you often. Direct Capt G. W. W.  

compensation allowed to counsel upon employment by this office, I feel that I am scarcely warranted in giving my

the suggestion that you reduce it to the sum I have indicated, which, being done, I will promptly add my

Sir: Your letter of the 26th ultimo submits for my opinion this question: May a Consul retain for his

After an examination of the statutes relating to the subject, and to which you have directed my attention

It would give me great pleasure to render you any assistance in my power in regard to your discharge

of your judicial duties, but as it is not my official duty to do so, and as I am doubtful of its propriety

My letter of the 28th ultimo, addressed to you at Knoxville, in the case of Mr.

repeat that you seem to understand your Commission as requiring a much larger expenditure than was in my

I am getting used to my new abode, & ought to get very well, for my cares are not heavy, & the people

magnetism human relations are capable of—I have told you how young & how American they mostly are—so on my

them suffering & dying—Doctor to the other friends that assisted me in Boston & to yourself, I send my

at this point, there has been so much disaster— Could you help me ever so little—send it to Han for my

My sister has assisted me the same—to keep out of debt.

while said this morning—"Why Walt you are fatter & saucier than ever"— but I will close by sending my

love, to my darling son—& to him I shall always be the same old Walt.

But my debt of gratitude to you, through your writing, is so great that I could not refuse the opportunity

For you have been literally an inspiration in my life.

April 15. 1886 My dear Mr.

Furness 50 J B Lippincott Co. 25 175 and my own check for one hundred & twenty-nine, (129) dollars, in

My dear Sir: I recd received your favor of April 13th and the book, which I'm delighted to have.

Pardon my delay in acknowledging, due to illness.

trees and fruit things is very quite quiet here except a murder now and then so now I will close with my

love good by bye from you affecinate affectionate Son and Friend John M Rogers To my Dear Father write

me—raw, wet, cloudy weather here—H Gilchrist came this forenoon to inquire, but did not come up to my

kitchen girl, giving out some bread & meat to the tramp at the gate the other day)—The strength of my

I don't see much prospect of my book on you seeing the light soon" (Feinberg; Horace Traubel, With Walt

makes a neat looking little oblong booklet—what it may am't to we will see— The most uncanny item of my

Canada (London I believe) for the purpose of finishing his veterinary studies— I am ab't as usual (my

Whitman occasionally referred to Stafford as "My (adopted) son" (as in a December 13, 1876, letter to

volumes of Horace Traubel's With Walt Whitman in Camden (various publishers: 1906–1996) and Whitman's "My

, wh' of course is the greatest help—Got a card f'm Hannah, & have written to her this evn'g—I send my

Warren —I wish I had something to send them—They are getting printed in a little book the speeches &c at my

America Jan 27 76 My dear Rudolf Schmidt It is now some time since I have written to you, or heard any

I still remain here laid up unwell from my paralysis—but keep much the same—no worse.

My Dear Walt.

This is my apology for this intrusion.

My dear Walt: I see in the papers, with agitation and alarm, the reports about your illness, which, however

But I should be in the way, considering my condition.

all through February, but am coming round, same as before—I go down three or four days at a time to my

Reminiscences so well & strongly praised in the Herald , the Critic & every where, don't confirm or add to my

431 Stevens Street Camden New Jersey May 29 '81 My dear Mr Osgood I suppose you rec'd received the copy

You already have my plan—a volume of say 400 pages, (not over 450) handy size, first class (but I know

summer quarters—His address is Centreport Suffolk Co: New York—I enclose the "Twilight Song" one of my

last,—Kennedy remains as proof reader for Boston Transcript—I am writing this in my den in Mickle St

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of these paid for & 10 to be acct'd for & 4 TR Asylum for the Insane, London, Feb February 6 18 80 My

I delivered my lecture in Chatham the other day and this is some of the result—I shall probably have

—Quite a little levee down in my front room f'm 3 till after 5—I down there in the big chair by the window—six

or seven persons—then at 5½ my supper.

getting along so–so—grip yet—bladder bother—&c: &c—fime sunny day—rather cool I have a fire—no word ab't my

here at a stand for 10 cts) y'r letters rec'd—am sitting in the big chair with wolf skin on back in my

Robert Browning (1812–1889), known for his dramatic monologues, including "Porphyria's Lover" and "My

, but welcome the sweat—the March Lip: will probably have all paid for & quite handsomely a page of my

foot washing—& shall leave a little blank for to-morrow & send off at evn'g mail Jan: 10 a m —Have had my

Illinois, Ohio, From the measureless West, Virginia, the South, the Carolinas, Texas, (Even here in my

Each name recall'd by me from out the darkness and death's ashes, Henceforth to be, deep, deep within my

I had asked my usual questions.

He followed my mild "yes" with a sort of joy. "Wasn't it a rouser?

I was putting the letter in my pocket.

It gives me a new conception of my own importance in the world.

(Give him my hearty greetings!)

trousers around my boots, and my cuffs back from my wrists, and go with drivers and boatmen and men

gab and my loitering.

to my barestript heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet. (15)

to my bare-stript heart, And reach’d till you felt my beard, and reach’d till you held my feet.

You my rich blood!

I met Harned up the street, he to his, I to my home. Afterwards both to W.'

W. said: "I can't bring my heart to say amen to that."

I said: "That makes my definition of heaven apropos." W. asked: "What's that?"

W. looked over at Tom: "Do you think the world would accept my poem?"

10.30 on my way back passed 328. I did not intend to go in.