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Dearest friend,

I am having comfortable times down here for me—spend many hours in the open air, though it has been furiously blustering the last two days here—& pretty cold—Still it is spring here—evidences every way, every day—Much singing of birds, on some of my visits at the pond. The Pond I have more joy & comfort from than ever—I shall not be up with you for a week, as I am to go down to the sea-shore Saturday with Mr Stafford—(not to stay however)—Hope to be with you next week—Will (probably) send you a postal card—

This review of Hugo I cut from a late Weekly ed.London Times—You may have it already, but as also you may not, I send it—Seems to me good—

Love to all— Walt Whitman