Tuesday, November 28:
Telegram from Bremen; with it news from Bologna; in Bremen Die Meistersinger has been performed and aroused great jubilation. — R. still dreams of a sorrowful departure. Eight years ago today he declared his love for me, it was on a Saturday; he left immediately afterward, and I had no thoughts, but was sad unto death; I still am today—I find life difficult; but I do not want to be ungrateful, and all I ask is that the children will turn out well. Will? — They must, for it is ordained in the stars, what does care have to do with it? — Upstairs R. plays the Idyll, I write to Frau W. about Edith, friendly but honest. A harpist from Munich offers his services for Bayreuth. Lulu writes to Marie Bassenheim, who has been saying spiteful things about her. — In the evening Schopenhauer. — Minister Lutz distinguishes himself in the Reichstag; Bishop Ketteler replies furiously that the South Germans are all revolutionaries.