I am still here & nothing very new or different—I suppose you rec'd the Press with a brief report of my Lincoln lecture in Phila: April 15—I go out every day with my mare & rig—sometimes to Phila.—Alice comes often, was here Saturday.
Has Dr Bucke arrived?—& you too I haven't heard from you in a long time—I am sitting here in the little front room down stairs—
Walt Whitman