Perfect weather continued—am feeling fairly—oysters for my breakfast—am getting the changed title & other pp: necessary for the (really, doubtless final) ed'n L of G. 438 pp: & shall send you one, soon as ready, (probably two or three weeks yet)—y'r letters rec'd (short but sweet)—J W W[allace]'s good letters rec'd too—expect T Williams & an oculist Dr this afternoon—my eyes bothering—Horace well—faithful as ever—Did you ever send y'r book to Tennyson?—I just send you the Boston "Literary World" with notice of "Good-Bye"—Did you get the N Y "Critic" Sept 5? If not I can send you one—
5 P M—T C came with Dr Schweinitz oculist M D—impress'd me favorably, made a quite varied examination, result much more comforting than I anticipated (I have been dreading blindness or close on it)—T C will get more propitious glasses—(with these I have my sight blurs badly)—have had my supper with zest—appetite quite good—The enc'd printed slip is f'm Bayard Taylor in an old N Y Tribune—the MS bit appears to be an acknowledgment sent to me to Pall Mall Gaz[ette] nearly five y'rs ago (the Sir Edw'd Malet fund sent me then)—But I must stop for the night is falling—I can't see—
Walt Whitman