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I have your card of 16th and feel pretty bad that you do not rally. I am getting anxious about you, dear Walt, and shall get East to see you as soon as possible. If I go to England should make a point of seeing you on the way. You must be very weak and that wheel chair exercise does not seem to suit you any more. It is too rough—too jolting—I used to wonder year or   two ago that you could stand it—if you only had good roads (like the Park) and a carriage that wd be the thing for you.

As for myself I am geting on very well—still confined to my room (except that I get out every day for a drive) but not sick—the foot still inflamed but mending daily—not much pain or irritation in it now and I can sleep very well—I sit here and read and write letters—Beemer comes over and we consult abt. asylum affairs and all goes on just about as well as if I was at the office (but I shall be glad to get back there again).

It is charming weather here—the grass is green again and the grounds full of birds—I sit here looking out the window and enjoying it all—in a week or two if this weather lasts the trees will be pretty on their beautiful summer drapery.

With love, dear Walt, yr friend R M Bucke       see notes april 21st 1891