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  79. North Portland Avenue Brooklyn. NY. Dear Walt,

Here I am at your old friend Andrew Rome's, where I have received a very kind & homely welcome, exceedingly pleasant & grateful to me. He sits alongside the table as I write reading a newspaper, & asks me to give you his warmest regards & to say that he hopes to have an opportunity of seeing you shortly. (Have asked him to come to Camden with me—if only for the day.—Will see about it.)

 

Have had a splendid day for my sail down the Hudson, & have enjoyed it from beginning to end.—The beautiful & luxuriously fitted steamboat was itself extremely interesting to begin with—Then the noble river with its beautiful banks on each side, of continually varying interest & beauty during the whole sail. The clear blue sky, the light clouds on the horizon shadowing the hills, the cool delicious air, were all stimulating & enjoyable. I struck up quite a friendship too with a young Massachusetts Doctor, & we "chummed" together as far as Yonkers where he landed.

 

Finally the arrival at New York. (Desbrosses St.) I doubt if anyone ever entered New York under more favourable & beautiful circumstances—The long, beautiful sail approaching it, culminating at the moment of arrival at our first stopping place—22nd Street—with a sunset of the most delicate loveliness, & wide-arching amplitude—the sky flecked with cirrus clouds glowing warm golden on the underside, delicate pearl above—the reflections in the river,—the rapidly moving & multitudinous boat ferries &c,—the cities on each bank—the wharves & steamers—all made up a living picture I shall never   forget. The new moon hung in the sky, & the Statue of Liberty uplifed her electric light in the distance.

Then in the Annex boat to Brooklyn in the dusk, the Bridge lit along its whole course with lamps—Landing,—the Vanderbilt Avenue car, stopping about a block from here,—& arrival here, Mr Rome looking out for me at the gate.

A good letter from Traubel awaiting me tells me that Ingersoll will perhaps not speak on Monday night. In that case I will not come to Camden on Monday but will visit Long Island first. Will write again however.

Love to you always, & best prayers & wishes J.W. Wallace