
I send you the within just rec'd from Herbert G.—I have an idea that he will be on here Monday or Tuesday—If the spirit moves me & the weather is fine, I may come down Sunday, (before you get this)—but possibly not—so I tho't I w'd send you the present screed—Showery & almost cool here the last two days. As I write, the sun is out, & my bird singing—I have had my dinner, mutton-stew, onions, & greens—(I used the vinegar you gave me on 'em—good—the bottle is most all gone, & I shall bring it down to be fill'd up)—I have not felt as well as usual the last three days— we had it hot & disagreeable enough here previous—Susan come up here & stay awhile & visit us—George too—Mrs. D would be glad too—Lord be easy with you both—
Walt WhitmanAn old southern farmer John Newton Johnson has come up here from Alabama, 700 miles, to see me, & is here now. He is the queerest, wildest cutest mortal you ever saw has a boy 12 yrs old named Walt Whitman

46 to 52 East Eleventh Street,
Between Broadway and University Place. W.D. Ryder, Proprietor. New York, May 27 1887 Dear Walt;
I arrived here from the "Germanic" a few hours ago:—think that I shall stay here in the Germanic 4 or 5 days, not more, and then shall come on to Camden, where I want to lodge, if I can find a lodging. —simply, one decent clean bedroom will do for me.
We had a squally disagreeable passage, notably so for the time of year.
With love to you from Herbert Harlakenden Gilchrist.