
Y'rs of 29th Jan: rec'd & welcom'd as always—I continue on much the same—the last two days I fancy a little plus—something like strength—have got so when negative favors (to be free from special botherations) quite set me up.
Had my breakfast & relish'd it—three or four hot stew'd oysters, a stout slice of toasted Graham bread, & a mug of coffee—
My housekeeper Mrs: Davis is compell'd to be temporarily absent these two days & Ed my nurse gets my breakfast & gets it very well.
I get along here without any luxury or any special order, but I am satisfied & comfortable & often bless the Lord & congratulate myself that things are as well with me as they are—that I retain my mentality intact—that I have put my literary stuff in final form—that I have a few (but sufficient) real & competent & determined advocates & understanders & bequeathers (important as much as any thing)—
Cold weather to-day & I keep a good oak fire—At Dr B's there has been something of a conflagration—one of the detached dwellings burnt—no loss of life or limb—piles on more labor & delay on Dr however—I write a few lines every two or three days to O'C. & send Mrs: O'C the Trans's—
Enclosed find a proof of y'r condensed translation of Sarrazin (I don't mind its hasty, somewhat broken form) wh' read & correct if anything & return to me at once—& I will send you some impressions—I like it well—
Best love to you Walt Whitman

