
Y'r good letter f'm Bolton, with acc't of reception there & good time, already notified to you—still warm here but not so oppressive—graham toast, rare egg, roast apple & coffee for my breakfast—Dr L here last evn'g—Mrs: D, Horace & Warry well—all good to me— my sister at Burlington Vt: easier in health—O'Donovan, the sculptor, continuing—he is to bronze it (nous verrons)—no mail this forenoon—
Evn'g—Small broil'd chop, string beans & boil'd apple for supper—Horace here—this is the 6th I have sent—
Thursday, 30th—warm weather still—but partially cloudy—head ache most of the time—use the catheter probably to advantage—bowel excretion so-so, (a passage this mn'g—first in four days)—visit f'm an old Brooklyn friend & his nice married daughter, (I get dazed & deaf when I attempt to talk, or am talked to)—As I conclude, it is well on afternoon raining & darkish. A pretty bad day with me—perturbed inside & out. Give my affectionate regards to all friends & inquirers
Walt Whitman
