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Dear Mary Davis,

Every thing is going on right here, & ab't as usual—I keep ab't the same, & well enough considering—went out yesterday afternoon, (Warry wheel'd me up of course in the chair) to Mr & Mrs: Harned's where we had a first–rate dinner (my 5 o'clock supper) of champagne & oysters—the best & plenty—come back just after 8. Both Mr and Mrs H so hospitable & generous & good to me—Mrs Doughty and Maggy are well & Mrs D does very well—gives me plenty for my meals & all right—we've killed one of the roosters, (he behaved very badly & put on airs) and had a chicken pot pie & I had some of the c[hicken] for my breakfast this morning—& some new coffee better than the old, (wh' was not good)—My appetite is good as ever—Warry is well & jolly & keeps first rate & good to me—go out towards evn'g as ever—last night it rained & keeps it half–up to day, & is cloudy & dark & half warm—Warry has just been in to make up the bed, &c:—

The most important event is Harry's marrying, which is to come off this evn'g, to be by Squire Tarr at his house—

Harry was up with me yesterday noon to talk ab't it—I felt quite solemn ab't it (I think more of the boy, & I believe he does of me, than we knew)—He kissed me & hung on to my neck—O if he only gets a good wife & it all turns out lasting & good (Mary, I think more of Harry than you suppose)—at any rate one first–rate point, it may anchor him in a way that nothing else might, & give him a definite object & aim to work up to—(& perhaps he needs that)—I am sitting up in my big den, in the old chair as I write, every thing comfortable—

5 P M—Chicken pot pie & rice pudding to–day—& oysters & champagne yesterday—so you see, Mary, we are not starving—

Tuesday forenoon Sept: 16—Harry and Becky were married last evn'g, & they came around here afterward a little while, at my special invitation—I have had my breakfast (Warry broiled a bit of meat for me, very nice)—the sun has been under a cloud, but I see it is plainly coming out—Love to you f'm me & all of us—I enclose $5, 2 for Mrs: M[apes], 2 for the dear mother & 1 for dear boy Glen & my best respects & well wishes to all—

Walt Whitman