
I long,—and have lang syne & every day longed—to know some details
of yr days now. For some reason Mr Traubel has never seen
fit to tell me any thing about your daily doings—whether you sit up or whether
you are prone on yr back. It is cruel to keep a fellow ignorant. Can't you tell me in a line or
two yourself? Thank you for the magazine—"Bookmaker"—with its picture of
you. Herbert Gilchrist has sent me a proof of what seems to me
the best of the two photogravures of Mrs Gilchrist.
I prize it highly.
Any news from
the three—Bucke, O.'C. or J.B.?
I am reading with tremendous interest & absorption (by bits as I get time) Scott's best novels again, & looking up all the hard Scotch words in Jamieson's Dictionary. They have made my summer glorious. My love of that man is something strong as fate. Indeed I believe the ties of blood draw me to him & Scotland—my "forbears" being Scotch-Irish (on one side). I am now revelling in the "Antiquary" wh. I opine to be the healthiest & most humorous of all, perhaps.
yrs affect as ever. W.S. Kennedy
