latter part of that month. Do you know that I have taken a house at
W C BRYANT
MANUSCRIPT: NYPL-Berg ADDRESS: Hon. G. C. Verplanck / Member of Congress / Washington / Dist of Columbia. POSTMARK: BALT / MD / MAY / 23 DOCKETED: W. C. Bryant.
"Dr." Elam Bliss had failed as an apothecary at Springfield, Massachusetts, before becoming a book dealer, first in Boston and later in New York. He was, in Bryant's words, "of so generous a temper as often to yield his own just rights in order to
meet the expectations of authors for whom he published," yet he was at the same time
"the most unenterprising and unlucky of all publishers." After this second failure, Bryant found him a position as appraiser in the New York customhouse. When, in 1844
he lost this job, Bryant appealed to Verplanck and others to help get him reinstated--
with what success it is uncertain. See Bryant to Evert A. Duyckinck, May 28, 1855,
Eluyckinck Collection, NYPL; Bryant to Verplanck, June 10, 1844, NYPL-Berg;
Arthur Ames Bliss
, Theodore Bliss, Publisher and Bookseller: A Study of Character and
Life in the Middle Period of the XIX Century ( Northampton, Massachusetts: Northampton Historical Society, 1941), pp. 4-5.
Sands story was "Mr. Green," in Tales of Glauber-Spa, 11, 103-152. The "poetical critic" was evidently James McHenry; see 237.2.
The Democratic national convention, meeting at Baltimore on May 21 to renominate President Jackson and to give him as a running mate Martin Van Buren,
had just adjourned when Bryant reached that city on May 23.
Frances Bryant noted that on June 15, after boarding with Mrs. Van Boskerck
at Hoboken for a month and a half, she and the children "Went to Housekeeping,"
at an unspecified address. "Autobiographical Sketch," NYPL-GR.
242. To Frances F. Bryant
Hagerstown Md. May 24, 1832.
My dear Frances.
I am here at Hagerstown about 80 miles west of Baltimore at 6
o'clock in the afternoon, and expect to have a dull time of it until I go to
tied to be waked up between three and four tomorrow morning. I left New York in the New York--there was nobody on board whom I knew
and it was very cold--so I went down stairs and read Camoens.
1 A short
distance from New Brunswick the passengers were landed and transferred to stage coaches. We were conveyed through a flat uninteresting
country to Bordentown on the Delaware a little below Trenton. Here
the sight of Joseph Bonaparte's grounds beautifully planted with trees
of various kinds, with a spacious mansion and a towering observatory
overlooking the Delaware made some amends for the dullness of the
2 We embarked on board of a nice little boat with a
very civil captain, and arrived at Philadelphia about five o'clock in the
afternoon. Having perceived by the morning papers that Washington