
A fine day, sunny, pleasantly cool. All well, here, ab't the same as of late. Y'rs of 28th came—am quite concerned ab't the fire, & Ed is too—reads all ab't it with interest—has the Revue come yet? I told K he need not be any special haste, but must send it sure before long—he has made & sent me a fragmentary trans: of part that I have had my printer put in type & will soon in probably three or four days send you a copy—it is tip-top, warm & appreciative—
Ed & I are keeping the house to-day as Mrs: Davis has gone to Phila: to attend a law-suit. She sued Wm Duckett, the boy who was with us, for ab't $150, for his many months' board, (after waiting & being fooled eighteen months or more)—A lady has just call'd & bo't four copies Nov: Boughs & order'd more—a bowel dejection to-day (partial but definite)—am feeling pretty well considering to-day—(a suspicion of something like strength)—Tom Harned here last evn'g—good—that new baby must be splendid—Mrs: H is well—(she is a rare superior woman)—
The piece enclosed is Edw'd Carpenter's, as you will see—(Nov: B is more likely to be read and take than any other of my books)—
3 P M—Mrs. D has just come back—the case is postponed—no trial yet—may come up to-morrow—fine day out & out—I am comfortable—good oak fire—
Walt Whitman

