No, I’m not through my summer’s work, by considerable—have written 50,000 words, & got to write 30,000 more—will take me all the rest of this month to finish, & lucky if the 25 days will do it. Been bothered with malaria, & delayed by it. Haven’t had any lumbago, though—a disease which I don’t much mind, because one can lie abed & write, with it.

Brer Osgood did not send me that notice; wherefore I would require a copy at your hands if it were congveniently get-holdableⒶemendation. But if it isn’t, I will get it of Osgood when he gets back, for I must see it, since I know by your description that it is the kind I particularly like. And you have my honest gratitude for writing it, too.

Laffan told me all about your admirable stupefaction at the Tile Club, & your yarn, afterward, about the coon & the rabbit. Hang it, why did you go back on us, so? I fell to telegraphing Canada as soon as I reached home, & was confoundedly disappointed when I found you had come part-wayⒶemendation & then escaped.

Come again. Come to Hartford. We shall be there by the middle of October.; there to remain till next June, & always ready for you, & a hearty welcome ready for you, too. Do it, & I will forgive you. And you shall see Twichell, who is just arriving home, now, from a 3-months’ prowl in Europe.