
Well, Hank dear boy, how are you standing it this hot summer? Eva I want you to write to me & tell me. We have had it fearful hot & tainted here for over seven weeks, but I am alive & kicking yet—it is rainy to-day but warm yet—I shall drive down to your parents in a day or two—(intended to have gone to-day)—Nothing very new with me, much the same old story—H G is here yet—the sculptor Morse also—I remain in good spirits but a pretty bad case bodily.
Love to you & E & the little one Walt Whitman