Monday, August 25:
The King’s birthday and our wedding day, which we celebrate quietly, as always; R.’s present, as he says, is the little sum of money which he has sent to our dear church in Lucerne. Malwida brings us flowers; we drink to the King’s birthday, with all good wishes for him!
In the afternoon, in the garden, the architect Brückwald has come here from Leipzig to inspect the theater and finds everything in order. We christen the little summer house with an improvised supper. Lovely evening, blissful feeling of being at one with R.!