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  See notes Sept 1 1888 Dear Walt Whitman:—

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     see notes Sept 1, 1888