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BY the city dead-house by the gate, As idly sauntering wending my way from the clangor, I curious pause

Fair, fearful wreck—tenement of a soul—itself a soul, Unclaim'd, avoided house—take one breath from my

BY the city dead-house by the gate, As idly sauntering wending my way from the clangor, I curious pause

Fair, fearful wreck—tenement of a soul—itself a soul, Unclaim'd, avoided house—take one breath from my

The piece appears in printed form because I have had it put in type for my own convenience, and to insure

correctness—I forgot to say, above, that I scrupulously reserve the right to print this piece in future in my

I wish she was near Lou and George —I am at times much discouraged and too nervous to wait upon her—my

Mention to George—My anual annual interest 15 dollars only is due in November—I have 10 dollars toward

Dr Lund is attending her steadily; he is a good physician: Asks no fee, but I shall pay him in my way

I have to meet my annual interest next week 15 dollars; that paid I shall have a year before me to housekeeping

My wishes are that this may find you enjoying good health and plenty of kind friends to associate with

close by expecting to have a better opportunity of writing some thing else when you hear from me again My

—Pete there is nothing new in my case, & no prospect more than usual of anything sudden —but it seems

may-be there is something more favorable ahead—I busy myself a little every day writing—I want to fix my

25 Chesham Street S.W 31 January 1881 My good friend, It was a kind thought of yours sending me your

I will not trouble you with more of my views of this subject!

obliged to you for the trouble you have taken, and deeply interested in the book, for which I shall write my

I presume that my name in the book is in the author's handwriting, if so I shall value it the more.

My answer to it has crossed the letter enclosing yours.

For myself, after some five years work on a book concerning my own especial art, I am now waiting the

struck out half a dozen absurd lines at the end of the Properly speaking, I suppose I ought to retain my

A line has been dropped from my reply to Lanman.

I hope that you will not be offended at the imperfect way in which I have tried to express my faith in

This last pleasure has been denied me; but one of the pleasantest memories of my life is the recollection

June 1891 My dear Walt Whitman, Just a line or two of loving remembrance & good wishes.

—If only I could transfer some of it to my letter & convey the bright sunshine & grateful warmth & balmy

Asylum London Ontario London, 11 Nov 18 90 Yours of 8 th came to hand yesterday while I was giving my

could only let union of this continent I think the (political) future of the world would be assured My

I have been busy with my pen, turning out pot-boilers, nothing else I shall keep an eye out for your

I see nothing in the literary horizon, no coming poet or philosopher My opinion is that life is becoming

write (moderately) & get out doors in a propell'd chair & keep good spirits—Nothing very significant in my

by accounts) is left with very little financially—spent an hour down by the Delaware river side in my

John's Wood London N.W. 16 June 1890 My dear Walt Whitman, The second copy of "November Boughs" reached

Miss Louisa Drewry, the lady whose paper I told you of in my last, called here yesterday to see the various

I obtained a nurse, for my time was occupied in procuring remedies—all day—until allmost almost night

I have improved this property more than 1000$—by my personal industry.

I doubt not that you will have been informed by his friends, or by the press, but as it was my lot to

not seen you, Walt Whitman, but it is not necessary to see you in order to know you, and I send you my

City . we are all well as usual I have just returned home from Red Bank where I w illed to se see of my

Dear frend friend you can judge of my feelings better than I cn can discribe describe them. we shall

I fancy Herbert Gilchrist must be with you by this time—give him my kind regards and tell him I hope

Yesterday was my wedding day—we are 23 years married —getting to be quite old folk!

ONTARIO London, Ont., 24 Sept 188 8 We are having a devil of a time so don't be uneasy if my letters

Meanwhile I ought to be writing my annual report—the meter too is likely to call on me for some attention

Kittermaster (a lawyer, nephew of Mrs Bucke's & good friend of mine) and one of my little boys drove

or at one side or other of the road—a good team, free travelers—altogether a grand day—today up to my

weather—upon the whole the finest December we ever had here—has changed, & to-day is dark & sulky & dripping—My

this morning—I am sitting here in the big chair—have eaten some ice cream — drank a cup of milk for my

INSANE ASYLUM LONDON ONTARIO 28 July [June] 18 91 Just as I sent off my last note came yours of 24 th

certainly use the note to Tennyson for I want much to see him and to be able to tell you about him on my

picture or two besides—the one in the hat I call "the laughing philosopher" —I am sitting here alone in my

big ratan arm chair in my den—Supper soon—I only eat two meals (no dinner) but relish them— Walt Whitman

Traubel, With Walt Whitman in Camden, Thursday, September 12, 1889 and Saturday, September 14, 1889: "My

kind of feeling, I am thankful they are so few—for you know I am getting to be an old fellow—though my

temperament for buoyancy & fun I believe increases instead of diminishes—I shall take my vacation considerably

of Justice Washington . 187 Thursday night—½ past 8 Dearest mama, I will write you a line, to begin my

myself, nobody in the building besides me, but the watchman—Mama dear, I suppose you got the order in my

I was appointed last Wednesday, my new grade & pay commence on Nov. 1st—I haven't got a letter from home

has gone to New York—he is badly afflicted with sore eyes, & has gone there to see the best oculists— My

lately—to-day have been out f'm two to three hours—start at 11 abt—Stopt at Harleigh Cemetery to look again at my

Give my love to all—I most envy the S W salt air that must be breezing in there to day— Walt Whitman

W. 3 July 1880 My dear Friend I write you one line to ask you if you can do me a little favour favor

A few of my friends, who are poets, have been pleased to do honour to themselves & to Scott, & they have

Asylum for the Insane, London, March 23 d 18 80 My dear Walt The two copies of "Leaves of Grass" came

vols volumes —Do not mail the books to Anderson as I told you on 18 but mail them to —Please answer my

July 10 th 1880 My dear Walt Whitman.

I remain My dear Walt Whitman Yours Faithfully Josiah Child Josiah Child to Walt Whitman, 10 July 1880

'90 Much the same—stupid condition—fine sunny day—passable night—buckwheat cakes honey & coffee for my

furnish them in MSS a new book (60,000 words) on Abrm Lincoln, for a new series Makers of America —my

have not stirred out—the roads and rivers here all block'd blocked with snow and ice—the last week my

Rice, to me about a week after the piece appeared, one of the most eulogistic, solid acceptances of my

a visit to very kind Quaker folks, particular friends of mine —had a good time—good grub—a horse to my

I am well as usual—nothing very new with my affairs (but the last six or eight months has kind of gone

Dearest Mother, I have grown better the last four or five days, & don't have that pain in my head now

It has got pretty cold here the last two days—I wear my big old overcoat.

Dear John Burroughs I have got back here after ten weeks' absence, & find myself all the better for my

you papers from here which of course you have rec'd received —I enclose the baby's photo, returned —my

Boston, Sept: September 24 1881 Dear Alma Every thing is going on & has gone on satisfactorily—My book

plate-casting, & if things turn out wrong any way I shall have only myself to blame, for I have had my

reprint "Encyclopædia Brittanica"—I send you by express a little package of books—the three Vols. of my

me—mainly because it satisfies me best, upon the whole —What you say about Mrs Spofford's say lubricates my

This is the first letter I have written for weeks, and I am afraid I write rather obscurely, for my hand

did not answer and acknowledge them I regret to have done so; but if you knew how great the mass of my

and bladder troubles and fearful weakness of ten weeks ago—At present I am sitting by the oak fire in my

T. has been and is invaluable to me—my books are all printed etc.

Were I near you I should like to have the honor of paying my personal respects to you.

If you would write your name upon my 1855 edition, which I intend to present to a public library, I should

I was in Washington the 2nd and I went to No 34 4 ½ Street and pawned my Watch a good American Lever,

for $22.07 which I was to pay within a month but I was robbed of my pocket Book which contained a receipt

feeble, and have distress in the head—these are the worst features—but am gradually regaining the use of my

written a short letter to Hannah , & also one to Jeff —which they must have rec'd by this time— I keep up my

I rec'd your letter, dear mother—you may rest assured that I write the exact facts about my sickness—I

window looking out on the river & scenery—it is beautiful weather now—they have sent over & paid me my

"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."