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Dear J W W—

rec'd letters f'm Dr J[ohnston] Bolton, yesterday—all well—went out latter afternoon on a drive four miles out to "Pea Shore" (Mrs. Bush, Horace & I)—fine fresh moist south east breeze, welcome to me— M D Conway here yesterday an hour talking & inquiring ab't Tom Paine—(wh' life he is soon to pub. in book)—with altogether my poor brain was wrapped all up like an apple-dumpling—restful & quiet day to-day—Hope you share the long stretch of fine cool sunny weather we are having here—Warry well & blooming— Miss D[avis] ditto—I continue same as before (thankful it's no worse)—but bad enough when I'm not on parade—I enclose Ernest Rhys's letter f'm Wales—he must be having good times—(he is a handsome smart litterateur worthy of a better fate)—

Sept. 14—fine weather continued—thank you for y'r good letter rec'd this mn'g—also Dr B[ucke]'s— I can almost see the whole scene, the lawn, the evn'g shades, the crowd, Dr's return, y'r arrival—& hear the band—my friend, take my advice, resign yourself tacitly to rest & absorb quietly, reposeful for a while, tying up for the nonce—I appreciate y'r loving wishes, as ever—

Walt Whitman