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Your letter came in the noon mail & I will write a few lines—Glad to hear little Susie is well & send her my love & hope she will grow on & up first rate—Yes dear friend come up & stay a little with us, & of course bring the chicken for me—it will be acceptable—Herbert was here this forenoon but did not come up to my room—though I was sure I would have been glad to see him & talk a bit—I think he has some scheme (painting most likely) on the carpet—at any rate I tho't he looks hearty & well—I am still kept in my sick room—don't get worse but don't gain any thing it seems—& I almost doubt if I ever will—weakness extreme—I have sold the mare & phæton—I sold her for a song—my brother Eddy is boarding at Blackwoodtown Asylum now—my sister got quite dissatisfied with the Moorestown place—My books are being printed nicely—I have two on the stocks—one little one "November Boughs"—and one big 900 Vol. to contain all my works—you shall have them, when ready—Harry too—I send my love to Harry & to Eva & little Dora—it is a rainy, cloudy, coolish day, & I am sitting here alone in the big chair in better spirits & comfort than I deserve—

Walt Whitman