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Fair yesterday—a little dull & tedious cribb'd up here so long, but got along—quite decided bowel action in the forenoon, & a good thorough hot-water bath (tub) in the afternoon—my diet continues the same, mutton broth (plenty of rice in it,) dry toast, and a cup of milk (or two, during the day) with some ice cream (wh' tastes good & welcome) ab't 1½ p m—I fancy I am growing very, very slowly to have more strength—but sit here pretty much the same—(I thoroughly believe in your diagnosis in letter of 24th)—

This morning comes the Boston Herald of Jan: 3d with a splendid, nearly two-column criticism & setting forth of the big book, from Sylvester Baxter—wh' I think even you will applaud & be satisfied with—I will send the paper, but first wish to know if you have rec'd one from S B himself—(as I find I send sometimes what you have before)—

To-day opens dark & wet & lowering enough—no severe cold yet—I still have signs of my "cold in the head" (not violent) yet—a letter from Kennedy—affectionate & devoted—sit here in the big chair three quarters idling—no emphasized physical uncomfortableness—

Sunday Jan 6

Lowering weather continued. A nice 20 minutes' call from Johnston & Dick Hinton—also f'm Tom Harned—am ab't the same—comfortable enough—as I sit Ed is making up the bed—& I am just going out to the wash-room—got in a cord of cut oak wood yesterday (ready therefore for a cold spell)—bowel action—Horace has just call'd—good luck to the meter—

Walt Whitman