FEINBERG/WHITMAN LITERARY FILE Prose ¨¨An Early Summer Reveille¨ (1876-77) Specimen Days. A.MS.draft. Box 32 Folder 42 1823 1876, '77 An Early Summer Reveille: Prose: A.MS. (2p. 12 1/4 x 19 cm.) Written in pencil, with 16-word addendum in ink, with changes and corrections, entitled 'Mostly Mulleins & Bumble Bees', later published as 'An Early Summer Reveille' in Specimen Days, pp. 83-84, dated 1876, '77, about 255 words. [Material in Specimen Days not transcribed.]Mostly Mulleins & Bumble Bees Summer at Farm — [the sap rising] the sap rising. Away! away from curtain, carpet, sofa, book — from "society" — from city house and street and all their modern improvements, and flippant luxuries — Away, to the recesses of my old, ever-fresh, [?] cool-winding, wooded creek, with its gurgling brook and cascade-swirls, and its untrimmed bushes and turfy banks untrodden unhaunted except by me. All of you encouraged of let me pick out you, singly, ? dear and talk in perfect freedom negligently [ ?] Away from store, desk, tool, machine, office (+ from tailor) om and fashion's clothes —( from any clothes perhaps for the nonce, as the hot summer advances [ afternoons,] there in those watery, primitive, shaded and sunny. [ July and August] solitudes) - from (crossed out all the) leg attire. ? buttons and tight boots and all the cast-iron routines of ?ing crushing ? life! Away to loosen to unstring the Divine bow, ? tight[ taught] too[ so] long - Away! [to returning] for a day at least returning to the simple, (crossed out savage), naked source - Life of all - to the breast of the great soothing, silent, savage sodden - How many have wander'd so far that return seems useless - seems impossible!) Dear hours! (the first of my true convalescences after paralysis - Dear scenes! how they come tumbling and trooping upon me — and ever will . . . . . Entering