but a silent inclination of the head. It was an
invitation that we should do a little comfortable bit
of hypocrisy together. I do think kindly of
poor Levison, but out upon this cowardly, clamorous,
short-lived excess of grief on one hand, and this
cant of emotion that is not felt on the other!
There�s something inherently untrue all through
American life and character. Parton supposed
Haney likely to marry that woman � knowing, too,
that Haney knows what her nature it.
I was carried away by his judgment of Walt
Whitman, despite my own thoughts. When Walt
told him, �on his honor�, that he � the Author of
�Leaves of Grass� � had lived a perfectly chaste
life, that staggered my faith. I had doubts
before. Now I know that I should have held
to my own judgment.
By Jove, I�ll do so hereafter uninfluenced
by the whole crowd of them. And I�ll believe
no better of their intellects or natures than they
deserve. I can stand on my feet as firmly
as any of them. I know as much, and am as good.
23. Monday. Drawing till an hour before
sunset. Then down Broadway to the Park, in
company with Rawson Gill. In the boarding-
house parlor, talking with a Miss Brooks in the
evening. This girl and her mother are compa-