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My Dear & Esteemed Freind I take the present opporutnity to write you these few lines to inform you that

any answer i think it very Strange i recived these two pictures and give one to wilson, and kept one my

is important, I will put down the lap tablet on which I am writing—& finish afterwards— Well I had my

& performance—was used tip top—Mrs Davis went with me—got back here ab't sunset thro' a snow storm—My

"I just started my fire—I am always anxious to know."

I wrote to Bucke this morning on hospital matters, and explained to W. the substance of my note.

As to Harrison's historic position W. said: "Take due note of my prophecy: it will come true."

W. asked for details about my visit to Shillaber with Morse.

On my description W. very readily perceived the differences. At W.'

Was in bathroom on my arrival, but came shortly over into his bedroom.

way across the room to find, then back again to the stairway to send flying down: would not accept my

They call this noise 'patriotism'—a queer patriotism it is, to my mind!"

Before I left he called my attention to a long sad letter from Mrs.

As to my protests that this was a rally on friends, who did not come for analyses but for celebration

W. spied my figure but could not distinguish who it was. "Who is that?"

My eyesight is not much good at such a distance!" Longaker then questioned him about his condition.

"I try to do a little writing and reading: my worst affliction is to have to lie still so much of my

He was in warm mood—held my hand all the time we talked.

He grasped my hand ardently. Does he sometimes think it may be the last?

His mail like my own—scarce. I had no letter concerning W.'

Described to him my talk with Arthur and its result.

Our talk pretty brief though I was there with him for some time—he holding my hand, I his.

Upon my rising to leave, he finally suggested, "Make your contract with Arthur just as if it was for

yourself—I could not make my own ideas clearer by telling you more."

A hint of my own private affection, of indebtedness to O'Connor."

Showed him proof of my matter for Poet-Lore. "You will leave it till morning? Yes, do.

I can then read it at my ease."

He greatly enjoyed my father's big crayon of W., saying of W.'

own view of Hugo "is undoubtedly in great part a reaction from O'Connor's attempt to ram Hugo down my

Why do you tremble, and clutch my hand so convul- sively convulsively ?

Aye, this is the ground; My blind eyes, even as I speak, behold it re-peopled from graves; The years

night of that, mist lifting, rain ceasing, Silent as a ghost, while they thought they were sure of him, my

him at the river-side, Down by the ferry, lit by torches, hastening the embar- cation embarcation ; My

But when my General pass'd me, As he stood in his boat, and look'd toward the coming sun, I saw something

keep, if not fairly, at least not markedly worse and I hope to find you "right side up with care" on my

But the main thing I want to talk about to you today is my visit yesterday to Lord Tennyson.

a little before 4 P.M. got out, rang the bell—a footman opened the door, I gave him your letter and my

T. is not much for compliments, very blunt and downright—he spoke of you with much good feeling but my

But after all I fear I can give you but a faint notion of the pleasure my visit was to me.

Why do you tremble, and clutch my hand so convul- sively convulsively ?

Aye, this is the ground; My blind eyes, even as I speak, behold it re-peopled from graves: The years

night of that, mist lifting, rain ceasing, Silent as a ghost, while they thought they were sure of him, my

him at the river-side, Down by the ferry, lit by torches, hastening the embar- cation embarcation ; My

But when my General pass'd me, As he stood in his boat, and look'd toward the coming sun, I saw something

I am glad you brought a few: I can enclose them with my letters."

I say to my friends: Don't be so sure of my innocence: all the bad is there with all the good, only needing

Dana quoted me copiously in his book—was my genial friend."

of my paragraphing being changed.

"Jeannie's death was the tragedy of their history—and a tragedy in my history, too.

As he looked around, hearing my step, he exclaimed, "Oh!

"And to show my faith in it, I will pay you for it forthwith!"

Here W. turned his finger my way, and said waggishly—"And that's for you, too!"

—the best made since my sickness!"

Kerr objected to my use of "sun-glown" as obsolete.

Did not till later mention my own message. He answered: "Yes—and quite a long letter, too.

"Doctor returned me the slip, with reference to my future use of it—it is there in the note."

W. asked: "Did they understand my note?"

"I don't know whether too much or not, but I like to know my men—who they are, what they do.

Bucke called my attention to it at the time.

"Yes—they are my fool lines. I was giving Hotten some advice and tried to illustrate it.

I was only trying to give him an idea how I seemed to myself in my own eyes."

You are the victim of a disease I should not encourage—but then we've agreed to work together—you're my

I should like to know who wrote the piece in the Morning Star—it flushed my friends and myself too, like

Once he got to the house while I was out—went straight to the kitchen where my dear mother was baking

My dear Mr. Whitman, I received a few days since your last letter.

It is very pleasant to me to find you liked my ShakespereShakespeare book, but much more to know that

But I do not doubt that half-a-dozen of my friends will wish to have the books, so I should be obliged

I am commencing to feel my grip coming back."

The last three or four days have been the most desperately anxious days of my life.

There's a doubt in my mind! Indeed I had forgot the book—it is not sent.

I find that I am large—that all my meannesses and doubts have dropped off." "Oh! that is noble! Oh!

And several times he declared, "You have opened my eyes to the best future I can see for the 'Leaves.

Indeed, I think my own Lincolnism was a good deal the result of William's pressure—Gurowski's.

That has been my own experience.

I feel he is not averse to me or my care.

Am up to my eyes (and over) in work.Love to AnneYoursR. M. Bucke 6:20 P.M. In at W.'s.

This—the great revolution of feeling—my recognition of it all—I have had a notion to acknowledge—say,

Informed me, "I wrote my first letter today—a short one. It was for my sister, Mrs.

It shoots in lively style about my body, but chiefly in the legs.

I won't give you a letter, but you can say you are from me—and you may give him my good word and tell

him he is often in my thoughts as I sit here in my den."

Now today Warrie takes one of my boxes here.

But the court steps in and says, you shan't dispose of your goods that way, there's only one way—my way—and

And when I restated, "It could not have been in my copy—must have come in a later edition."

"Warrie, give me my handkerchief. It is back here." Much coughing."This is Christmas morning.""Oh!

I found by drinking coffee or tea or even milk punch it stirred up my brain, so I stopped.

It's my fault altogether."3:40 P.M. Burroughs went up and into the room.

McAlister says at this hour, "I still adhere to my opinion. The rally is only temporary." 7:50 P.M.

He saw me flitting about with my black dress on and said to me, 'O Mary!

And to my explanation, "Oh! It is slow—slow!" Then suddenly, "Was it A. Q.

Respond with my love—memories—admiration." And he curiously, "You hear from Bucke every day?

Always give him my choice good prayers."

best affection and regard—my best: tell them"—and here he broke off of sheer feebleness, and I cried

I think they cause a huskiness in my throat, a peculiar huskiness."

It will be the whole expression of the design which I had in my mind When I Began to Write.

Now, that is the way it has been with my book. It has been twenty-five years building.

My theory in making the book is to give A Recognition of All Elements compacted in one— e pluribus unum

"My poetry," continued Mr.

Many of my friends have no patience with my opinion on this matter.

Before undertaking to comply with the requisition upon me of this Resolution, which it would be my pleasure

—It will, therefore, be entirely out of my power to furnish any part of this information concerning convictions

information, sought for the means of comparison between the convictions and pardons, & as it is wholly out of my

to the Senate to submit myself to its direction as to whether the partial information which it is in my

On my entrance was reading a newspaper. Started a considerable hunt for a copy of the Transcript.

I, for my part, rejoice in the opposition—in the whole turmoil—it evokes declarations from the other

But this is not my view—not at all.

s credit in the office, and W. said: "I hope my 50-centses and whatnot always go direct to the men?

tonic—I have been taking it—I am sure it contains strychnia: it does me good in general, but affects my

I have had trouble with my hearing for several months past—quite a decided loss of power": which I have

be merely transitory.Last night I had mentioned to W. that the printer wanted a paragraph added to my

I can see the Duchess now as so often in my young days,—thrusting her head in at the flies."

Added, however: "Did I ever quote you my favorite couplet? I've no doubt I have."

something like this— 'Over the past not God himself has power,'For what has been has been, and I have had my

I have no distinct idea at all where my couplet is from—nor of the words of the couplet itself—except

through Gilder's [illegible] that the Century took its great step forward in illustrations: this is my

of the poem—"This print strikes me with envy—I never see anything so good but I am persuaded out of my

Asked me about my father's portrait, whose now complete state I described to him.

It came into my mind I had not written to him for a fortnight, so today I sent off a short message, but

a more rapt auditor and that I weighed every word—with this advantage: that I was here, read it at my

W. said on my entrance: "Someone has been sending me a copy of The Scottish-American in which there is

blustering, swearing creature—going about with a red shirt on—sleeves rolled up—quid of tobacco in my

I for my part have never been deeply convicted on the point of the late poems—never absolutely certain

Gilchrist's solicitude—and she was one of the cutest women ever born, and signal among my friends—; her

Seemed satisfied with my views.

Leaves things in my hands.

of a fortnight ago—brief, beautiful—addressed "Harringford, Freshwater, Isle of Wight" and reading: My

Miss Porter and Miss Clarke promptly acquiesce in my invitation, the former writing me.

"They are poems—that is one of my purposes: to show the universal beat of the poetic.

How clearly I remember my anxiety—to get terms straight, to express the technicality of the trade, then

W. protests, "I am very weak—seem to lose my ambition.

On his bed "often and often," for "it is my only thorough relief."

2 O maidens and young men I love, and that love me, What you ask of my days, those the strangest and

without noise, and be of strong heart.) 3 Bearing the bandages, water and sponge, Straight and swift to my

knee, the wound in the abdo- men abdomen ; These and more I dress with impassive hand—(yet deep in my

a fire, a burning flame.) 5 Thus in silence, in dreams' projections, Returning, resuming, I thread my

To my knowledge it is understood by Col. M ULFORD , Major John E.

In my opinion the Secretary has taken and obstinately held a position of cold-blooded policy, (that is

B UTLER , in my opinion, has also incorporated in the question of exchange a needless amount of personal

In my opinion, the anguish and death of these ten to fifteen thousand American young men, with all the

Well I sold my cotton bales. The market . Compelled to sell to get money tax.

Then I can it to my friends—and one's self likes to read a good book over many times—that is if one's

anything, and I always distrusted getting right names from our composite, mongrel population, and also my

published in Blackwood's Magazine —it was copied by an American newspaper which accidentally fell into my

O maidens and young men I love, and that love me, What you ask of my days, those the strangest and sud

Bearing the bandages, water and sponge, Straight and swift to my wounded I go, Where they lie on the

knee, the wound in the abdo- men abdomen , These and more I dress with impassive hand—(yet deep in my

Thus in silence, in dream's projections, Returning, resuming, I thread my way through the hos- pitals

.: "I have a note—buy my note refers me to yours." He put on his glasses without a word.

vellum is one of my lady's chairs, pretty to look at, carved, delicate, polished—but for heaven's sake

Then as he read on: "Ed, you rascal—why don't you appear with my letter?"

My expectations for it are not pecuniary—not at all.

W. remembered that this is my birthday.

I have made up my opinion from our frequent talks: it seems to explain and justify you fully."

I had read the paper on Poe on my way over in the morning. I was very vehemently against S.'

I said: "I alluded to Stoddard in my letter to Doctor this morning." W.: "Did you?

I feel that my work is to carry on what you have begun.

You have opened the way: my only desire is to go onward with it.

For my part when I meet anyone of erudition I want to get away, it terrifies me.

Not like some of my friends, very thick at first, then falling off."

I should have my friends there, as I have here."

I am feeling pretty well so far (Yet I attribute my feeling pretty well now to my visit for the last

year and a half, to the Creek and farm, and being with my dear friends the S—'s).

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

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 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