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I am about the same—Strangely somehow I don't get any more power in my body or legs—I feel pretty well—have written one or two pieces for the Herald—& they have printed as before—I have not left the room up stairs yet (now nine weeks)—the Doctor thinks it not best yet—

My little booklet November Boughs is ab't done—concludes with quite a long but very hurried & scratchy paper on "Elias Hicks"—done mostly when I was sickest all, & thought it best to hurry it done right off—But at present I am much as of late years, except my legs & getting around even the room—wh' I sometimes fancy is not even coming back.

Love to Jess. I have got a few lines from Jeff (in St Louis)—I am now sitting in the big chair—Spend most of the day here—had my dinner a little ago—now 5½—cool & clear & pleasant to-day—I am quite comfortable—Hope this will find you feeling well—Rain'd like fury nearly all yesterday—Mrs. D[avis] intended going yesterday—I was favorable to her going—

Walt Whitman