Concord, Mass. Thoreau writes in his journal:
3 P.M.—To Cliffs and Walden.
You must go forth early to see the snow on the twigs. The twigs and leaves are all bare now, and the snow half melted on the ground . . . The beauty and purity of new-fallen snow, lying just as it fell, on the twigs and leaves all the country over, afforded endless delight to the walker. It was a delicate and fairylike scene . . .
New York, N.Y. Horace Greeley writes to Thoreau:
I have made no bargain—none whatever—with [George Palmer] Putnam, concerning your MS. I have indicated no price to him, I handed over the MS. because I wish it published, and presumed that was in accordance both with your interest and your wishes.
And I now say to you that if he will pay you $3 per printed page, I think that will be very well. I have promised to write something for him myself, and shall be well satisfied with that price. Your `Canada’ is not so fresh and acceptable as if it had just been written on the strength of a last summer’s trip, and I hope you will have it printed in Putnam’s Monthly. But I have said nothing to his folks as to price, and will not till I hear from you again.
Very probably, there was some misapprehension on the part of Geo. Curtis. I presume the price now offered you is that paid to writers generally for the Monthly.
As to Sartain, I know his magazine has broken down, but I guess he will pay you. I have not seen but one o£ your articles printed by him, and I think the other may be reclaimed. Please address him at once. I have been very busy the past season, and had to let every thing wait that could till after Nov. 2d.
Yours,
Horace Greeley