Weather perfect continued—they say yesterday was fearfully hot, but I didn't mind it—the hours rather dull but ab't as usual & no setback. Nov: Boughs copy done—the three letters from Rhys, Miss Bates, & our old Japanee friend I will enclose—(don't want them back)—
If any gaps of the proof pages up to 104 exist, mention it & I will remit—Keep my room yet—am sitting now (& in four fifths time day) in the capacious ratan-seated arm chair—my condition of feebleness & locomotive capacity is fearful—the brain works ab't as before—& muscle & grip of arms (especially right) strong & glib perhaps as ever—
Walt Whitman