Cor West.
Camden,
N. Jersey. Sunday, March 28. Dear Linton,
My note of yesterday, (or day before,) asking for the bill was written in the midst of a splitting headache—& without fully reading yours.
To-day, better, I have just taken up yours to read a second time, (as I generally do with my friends' letters,) & see your kind & friendly gift to me of the prints—which I accept with thanks & pleasure.
Two days now of fine weather—which I fancy is telling on me, as well as on the frozen ground & sap in the trees—
Love to you— Walt Whitman