
Y'rs of July 8 (?) rec'd—with A's note on fourth page. All goes safely with me so far thro' the long fearfully hot spell here —It is clouded over a little to day—, —some relief—I have no news to write you ab't my affairs or self. I sit in the big chair by the open window as I write this—"the same subject continued"—Best prayers & love to you all, Mary, Alys & little R
Walt Whitman