Sunday, December 10:
Dreary day, longing and depression! — From R. a telegram that he has arrived safely and that he had just written me a little letter. — Letter from Clemens; I can write to nobody and get Lusch to reply. Looked through a Christmas catalogue. Went out with the children. Read, played, ate with them, everything, but mourned alone. My heart is heavy, heavy, heavy. I write to R., but do not know where the letter will find him! — Newspaper from Florence, reporting that the national guard met the Lohengrin company from Bologna at the railroad station.