Friday, October 25:
Worked with the children again, teaching Loldi to read. Lusch at school. Yesterday the last consignment from Lucerne arrived; much still to be paid for there, owing to the good Stockers’ unmethodical handling.
Sent my father the telegram from Dr. Standhartner describing Princess Hohenlohe’s 18,000 florins as “a ridiculous exaggeration, one zero too many,” to my great relief. I write to E. Ollivier.
Several interesting things arrive: first of all, a letter from Herr Coerper, filled with repentance for errors committed by the Academic Society; then a nice letter from an actor in Kassel, who has set up a society for the improvement of the German stage and asks in very cultivated phrases for Richard’s participation; thirdly, an English translation of Beethoven, sent by an American who says he believes much more attention would be paid to this work in America than in Germany. And, finally, a very fine reply to the Wilamowitz pamphlet in the form of a letter to R.
I read this to R. in the evening, to our very great delight, and R. says, “Yes, there we find ourselves in quite good company.” Arrangement of the busts and marble statuettes.