
I hope you dont think my love and thought of W. W the less for my not writing oftener. Somehow I have rather a dislike to it. I had a little note fr. Burroughs in a basket of grapes he sent me. I have been editorializing (big business!(over the left)) a little lately—editorials on "Dynamite Weather," and "A Big American Flag" (incident of flowers let fall from folds of big unfurling flag at Springfield). You may have noticed, too, verses to J.B. & Marryat article.
We have passed quietly, & happily thro' the summer (Dont you, dear cripple, long for that never to return buoyancy of youth—the elastic giant-strong days of youth, sometimes? But never mind, each stage of life has its glories)
My sister from Ohio is with us today. She has room with friends in Boston, & is to study at the Art School this year. I see Lowelliana continue to pour forth. Baxter gave me yr. message. Accept my hearty love & affectionate good wishes. Shd be glad of one of those nice little bulletin cards from you. I got so used to them. I feel desolate without them. There was'nt wasn't much of the hero or pioneer in Lowell—but yet he was precious for pure character, manly probity of life & humor.
W S Kennedy

