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Perfect weather here continued—I feel comparatively easier & freer also continued—sat for 40 minutes in the sun ab't 1, (in the back room, open window—Ed fixed it for me)—am still extremely weak—legs give out—

Dave McKay has been over here—pays me for 950 "Nov: Boughs" $313.50—and we try to fix on some style—(calf or more likely half-calf)—for the better binding of the big book—he & Horace & the binder (a Swiss, an expert journeyman) who made the present one—are commissioned by me to get up a good strong handsome cover &c & submit to me, soon—as purchasers are nibbling at Dave for it already—Boston & elsewhere—(but I shall not sell any for less than $6, even at present style)—have not rec'd any copies yet of Boston Herald Jan. 3 but expect some—(or perhaps one will be sent you f'm Boston—If no other way, I shall send you my copy)—the big book grows on me & satisfies me better—(Y'r "impromptu criticism" has been a 10-strike to me)—

Jan: 9 noon

All well—the weather-scene has changed completely—not cold, but dark & rainy & glum—Ed has been down to the bank to deposit my checks—I am now sitting here alone by the stove—partial bowel action this forenoon—the room here is ab't the same in almost every respect, chair, bed, &c &c—they say I have not fallen away in flesh (ab't face &c) since my sick spell—my best strength is in my right arm, hand & side—I can get out of bed quite well now wh' I couldn't do (hardly at all) five weeks ago—no Dr Walsh for four or five days—

God bless you & all— Walt Whitman