
I was delighted to get yours of the 7th, with the welcome November Boughs. My eye is now under battery treatment
(assault-and-battery treatment, you would think to look at it!) and just as soon as
I can recover my sight a little better, I will plunge into the volume, which now
invites me through a thick blur. I hope David McKay will do
better with it than he has done with your other books. I long for you to have a good
publisher.
More anon.—The weather here has turned very cold, though bright, and I am barking with influenza. November bow-wows! (Isn't this insulting!)
I hope you keep comfortable. Nelly sends her love.
Always affectionately. W.D.O'Connor Walt Whitman.


