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89 Y'r card just rec'd —papers come regularly—thanks—Nothing very different with me—Still imprison'd—my
dilapidation not mending (slowly gradually worse if any thing, but not much change)—am preparing my
dusty—we need rain, & will probably soon have it— Stedman is mad over that Japanee's item in the Herald of my
enc: card rec'd from Mrs: O'C[onnor] to day —New ed'n of L of G. progressing—Horace was here to-day—My
On April 25, 1889, the New-York Tribune reported that Captain Hamilton Murrell of the steamship Missouri
—weather rainy wh' we wanted—temperature mild—I have a big bunch of lilacs on the table near, (from my
Whitman:— I have thought of you often since my call upon you the other day (and before, too, for that
matter), and felt, that although I have a copy of your works in my library, I would like one from you
My yard is looking finely. 2 doz. hyacinths out. bye bye W. S. K.
Am so filled with gratitude can scarce express my feelings.
Tis the first time I have had the pleasure of gazing up on the picture of my Great Great Uncle Elias
I have patiently submited to the will of God, it is through him I breathe, live, and have my being.
exhibits to night—(Ed goes—I am favorable)—& besides Dr Baker "graduates" this afternoon—you know he is my
J F Millet —the "cold in the head" still upon me palpably—stew'd chicken, Graham bread & coffee for my
volumes of Horace Traubel's With Walt Whitman in Camden (various publishers: 1906–1996) and Whitman's "My
here by the oak fire alone—trying to interest myself with the morning papers & Harper's Weekly , &c—My
35 quai des grandes Augustine"—279 pp. handy beautiful French style, paper—Nothing very different in my
affairs—the N Y Literary News for May has a notice —did you see that infernal farrago of my opinions
and brain action (while easily tired and sore at the best) remain, the muscles, especially my right
fair—and the main elementary functions active at least half (or even plus half) to keep off so far my
bound edition of L. of G. including the "Sands at 70" and "Backward Glance," as a sort of commemorating my
Bucke —my dear friend O'Connor at Washington very ill yet—Wm.
Walsh on the Herald , and Julius Chambers World are friendly to me—I am sitting in my big rattan chair
tantalizing me a good deal, as I can just glean enough for a whiff only—Nothing special to write ab't in my
—However, with all my deep chagrin, I c but laugh (long & well), over little Stedman & Holmes (I suppose
You say in it "as to my alleged opinion of Stedman: I have no such opinion.
My feeling toward S. is one of good will & thanks markedly—O'C says he is a good fellow, & I say so too
Stedman w never forgive my trying to comfort him . Ha! ha!
I think I shall now pitch overboard fr my book the Hartmannian lading (supplement) entirely.
tho't no more definitely of the Baltimore Hospital scheme —am sitting here as usual comfortable enough—my
sister Lou just been here, has been down to see my bro: Eddy —he is all right— Walt Whitman Walt Whitman
fresh lilacs—beautiful—am cogitating of a strong out-door push chair to get out in, to be propell'd by my
Camden May 8 '89 Y'rs of 6th rec'd—thanks—yes, I am agreeable to your sending S[tedman] my former letter
O'C[onnor] (f'm the wife ) to day, & I am gloomy—Dr B[ucke] writes me every day & cheerily—Horace & my
burr-r-r over the Delaware—the sun is pouring down almost hotly out (O that I could be out & move in it) & my
in W[ashington] may-be unconscious,—may-be passing from life—meanwhile—thought o'ertoppling all else—my
I am indeed alone, both children, my father & mother, all four of my brothers are gone.
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
If the weather keeps good & no hitch in my condition, I shouldn't wonder if I got out that way, before
I am on the Free Trade side, in spite of my American upbringing.
You will feel bad about it I know and it is very natural you should still it is my decided conviction
My dear friend O'Connor is dead. Walt Whitman. Walt Whitman to Thomas B. Harned, 10 May 1889
Monthly Magazine"—containing an article which I humbly beg you may accept as a feeble expression of my
May 11 / 89 Dear Walt: Yesterday on my way up to Olive to see my wife's father, who is near the end of
for some time, yet it was a stunning blow for all that I know how keenly you must feel it, & you have my
No words come to my pen adequate to express the sense of the loss we have we suffered in the death of
Drop me a line my dear friend if you are able to do so.
bitterly— I am somewhat better, & late yesterday afternoon I was taken out & jaunted around for an hour—my
first experience of out door for most a year, & it was very refreshing—then when I came back & up to my
In his letter to me I alluded to in my letter of this date to you, O'C says, "I sincerely hope no memoir
My great regret is that with his magnificent abilities he should have done so comparatively little to
It is postmarked: London | PM | MY 13 | 89 | Canada; Camden, N.J. | May | 15 | 30 PM | 1889 | Rec'd.
And to think my dearest brother you have been out. it It is wonderful good news to me.
I am trying to clean house, Walt dear, I do it all myself, but I take my time I have to.
—my carpets are all taken up down stairs downstairs (done cleaning up stairs upstairs glad to be able
to work even my way) Ime I'm slow enough, but do pretty well glad to stop a little while to write a
will you give my love to them, please.
It is postmarked: OT WEST UR WY ST ATN | PM | MY 15 | 89 | London; Ca | May | 1 | 6 AM | 1889 | Rec.
I mean give him my regards. & to Dr. B. whose last I shall answer soon W. S. K.
f'm my friend Mrs: Johnston | NY 305 17 th Street East Our dear Uncle Walt.
Nothing could surpass the filial love she has given me: the confidence in my judgment: the loving obedience
there & show myself—if I do that) is smoothly moving—It is now noon & after, & I thanks to Ed have had my
. | May 20 | 8 PM | 89; London | AM | MY 22 | 89 | Canada.
My dear old friend I want to be present to congratulate you on your seventieth birthday, and to tell
24 May 1889 My sir.
I pray then you to rec to my a copy.
My Dear, "Good, Gray Poet.
I thank you, my dear sir, for your remembrance, and shall cherish it as long as I shall live.
My dear Comrade, Will you permit me to add by anticipation my warm congratulations to those of your many
Now, my dear friend, you will doubtless hear many more agreeable things than the foregoing said about
years since I had the pleasure of meeting you at your home in Camden, and I can scarcely express now my
My good friend and fellow-laborer on the Journal, James Chisholm —An American citizen born and reared
Whatever remains for us in "The great labor-house vast of being" let it be a comfort to you, my dear
I speak in Philadelphia in the evening but that will not interfere with my attendance at the dinner.
Last Thursday evening I went to Sarnia—next morning my brother Julius, my nephew Fred.
It is postmarked: London | PM | MY 28 | 89 | Canada; C.
Ford & William & Ethel & Arthur Thompson —(The letter—somehow one of the best I ever rec'd—goes to my
hour or two to the river shore when I feel like it—have a good strong young Canadian (Ed Wilkins ) for my
helper & nurse—have just had what I call my currying for the mid-day —& am probably getting along better
than you all might suppose—fortunately my right & left arms are left me in good strength & volition,
& advice to be a sort of public & speechifying dinner &c. in compliment to my finishing my 70th year
May 30.1889— My Dear Walt— Let me send my hand & heart to you in this pen-scrawl, bearing loving, reverential
Accept then my love, my hopes of other birthdays, my fraternal & gladsome kiss and word on this birthday
However I offer you my congratulations.
Fraternally & Faithfully yours "Dick" (RJ) Hinton My wife joins me fully. Richard J.
Chairman Grey delivered the address of welcome, to which the poet responded briefly as follows: "My friends
All I have felt the imperative conviction to say I have already printed in my books of poems or prose
Deeply acknowledging this deep compliment with my best respects and love to you personally—to Camden—to
Give more than my regards to Walt Whitman, who has won such a splendid victory over the granitic pudding-heads
M Chicago, June 1 st 18 89 My Dear Old Friend The enclosed I clipped from the Inter Ocean today, and
as this is my 48 th birthday, I am prompted by old recolections recollections to write you a few lines
Camden 1889 Saturday early P M June 1 — Well here I am, feeling fairly, commencing my 71st year.
turning (which were fortunately wide & easy) to the big banquet hall & big crowd, where I was roll'd to my
speeches from) outsiders—The compliments & eulogies to me were excessive & without break —But I fill'd my
with portrait for front piece) book , trimmed & gilt edged—good job—bound in crepe—thick paper (like my
My daughter Clare is still in bed but will be up in a day or two I trust.
Let me add to the many my respectful and sincere greetings.
I shall not be surprised to see my highest claims for you (for making which I have been counted a lunatic
My copy of Sarrazin has come to hand by the afternoon's mail—it is as you said, a lovely little book.
well to-day—weather heavy, damp, cloudy to-day—have been feasting on strawberries (a big basket f'm my
Whitman: "Because you have, as it were, given me a ground for the love of men I thank you continually in my
better—get out almost daily in the open air, push'd on a wheel'd chair by a stout Canadian friend, my