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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

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.

, 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

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

The only American prophet to my knowledge who enjoys a fame in England not accorded him in his own country

, strolling tides, Companions, travelers, gossiping as they journey; And he sends it out 'partly as my

And thee, My Soul! Joys, ceaseless exercises, exaltations!

Thee for my recitative!

Roll through my chant with all thy lawless music!

or ambition to articulate and faithfully express in literary and poetic form, and uncompromisingly, my

say entirely my own way, and put it unerringly on record."

In another place the feeling of pride leads to this exclamation: "My Book and I—what a period we have

Difficult as it will be, it has become, in my opinion, imperative to achieve a shifted attitude from

These snowy hairs, my feeble arm, my frozen feet, For them thy faith, thy role I take, and grave it to

Whitman referred to Rossetti's edition as a "horrible dismemberment of my book" in his August 12, 1871

I put in my question again about economics.

"It's getting to be my steady diet," he said. Did not look well or feel well.

"My sluggish blood forces me to appeal to outside fires."

It is all out of my hands now, and I do hope everything will turn out well.

Did you ever read his Story of My Heart? ["No," said W.]

And further, after I had stated the main lines of my argument, "That would be just what we wished.

The odor very perceptible, the instant I opened the door, and my eyes lighted on it. "Oh!

Amy's the name of my grandmother. Amy is now out in Oklahoma or some such place West."

If I have the trick of music—verbal music—at all, I owe it to the great singers, actors: they were my

There is camerado, and my great word, Presidentiad"—with a laugh—"which some don't think so great.

"Yes, dreadfully—all over—wipe my face, please," adding the "please" after she had commenced.

It struck my heart, yet it was the hourly fear at last fulfilled.

Over my head the little bell.

I laid his hand quietly down—something in my heart seemed to snap and that moment commenced my new life—a

And I found my mother and father and Tillie still at supper and they were shocked at my news, yet could

Not my enemies ever invade me—no harm to my pride from them I fear; But the lovers I recklessly love—lo

me, ever open and helpless, bereft of my strength!

Because my enemies clarify my ego by antagonism, while the mastery of my lovers is indistinguishable

from my own recklessness?

My individuality is yours, my thirst yours, my appetites yours,mydifferencesyours.Iamalikeinmydifferences

Called my attention at once to the following postal from Mrs. O'C.:Washington, March 12, 1889.

Whitman,' said he, 'I should like to read you my drama and get your opinion of its merits.'

My dear Walt Whitman.I have indeed been extremely sorry to hear firstly from the transmitted paper of

Society, I pressed him for two years ago (when he had previously sent me some very fine articles for my

"Let it come out just as the big book did—from my hands alone."

W. in bathroom on my arrival.

Spoke of Scribner's I had in my hand and with which he said he was finished.

Our talk of Alcott had arisen out of my remark that Camden had got its fame through W. W.

Then my objection as above.

And after my reply—"He was a priest then?" I asked him if he had not read George Eliot's "Romola."

W. said about himself: "I still have trouble with my head but it is no worse."

W. said: "But my point of view is also O'Connor's—or, rather, his is mine."

Clifford wrote today: "My love to Walt. 'Dear Walt Whitman!'

A bandaged hand prevents my writing, and everything is in arrears with me.W.S.K.'

As soon as I get the free use of my hand, I will write to him, as you suggest.

You objects that call from diffusion my meanings, and give them shape!

Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me, the sun-light expands my blood!

Why, when they leave me, do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank?

It is safe—I have tried it—my own feet have tried it well. Allons! be not detain'd!

I give you my hand!

the court to advance it for argument, & named the first Tuesday in February as the earliest day that my

previous engagments in court would permit of my attention to the argument, and as being probably as

I write this to assure you that if it had been in my power to construe the law so as to give you the

But I feel that such a construction would in effect be an enactment, and therefore beyond my power.

awaiting the action of the Executive upon his sentence,"— and your letter of May 4, 1869, again calling my

the important and difficult questions which may arise upon the case, I think it sufficient to express my

He called my attention to a bunch of wheat-stalks on the table. "A lady brought them in.

It raises my solicitude. As we left he took up a local paper—said he would try to read.

Called my attention to the Century. "Morris has a poemet there," he said. Mrs.

W. thought my suggestion a good one. Saturday, November 30, 1889

Bucke passed my baggage (including books) through customs without investigation. Then away.

I did some writing on the trip down but neither the environment nor my mood encouraged me much.

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