
Quite a spiteful east wind snow storm all this forenoon (it melted as it fell)—have some fulness & pain in head but am getting along fairly—bowel action (middling)—I have been sitting here, trying to interest myself in the mn'g papers—have three of them—& my mail—hasty note frequently f'm Kennedy (one enclosed)—McKay sent over yesterday for one of the big books (the "complete") for a customer—McK has them from me for $4—I suppose you got Tennyson's "Throstle" I sent—(rayther funny)—y'r letter just rec'd—you must have all had a jolly time Delaware ward & there—where is Pardee? & how is he developing? tell the boy I have not forgot him—Best love & respects to Mrs. B too—
Is Beemer there yet! & how is he? if there give him my love. W F (Warren Fritzinger) has just (1 p m) given me a good currying (with a horse brush) & will give me another ab't 9 1/2—they are very acceptable to me—sting a little & make my flesh all red—
One of the Cambridge, Mass: College fellows has just sent to get L of G, the pk't b'k ed'n—sent the money—several have been b't there before—I shall have some adv: circulars printed soon, & will send you some—It is stormy looking enough out, n e wind, but the snow fall stopt & no signs of it on the ground—
Love to you & God bless you all, Walt Whitman
