Hold out yet tho' bad days these—have had ten days of depression, worst kind, & am now in the midst of same—Your & J W W[allace]'s letters come & are welcomed indeed, with the Mag's in wh' I find many interesting bits—Dr Bucke is sick or half sick in Canada—I enclose two or three pp: of the extra proofs—Dr Longaker comes faithfully, was here yesterday—fortunately I retain pretty fair nights—Warry gives me a good robust massage when I go to bed & that helps muchly—pass part of the day lying on bed—am not writing any thing—Affectionate wishes to you all—
Walt Whitman