Friday, September 12:
R. writes to the Grand Duke of Oldenburg and the King of W[urttemberg] in behalf of his undertaking. My heart is so heavy. How many days is it now that he has been unable to work on his score? I feel a real fear that, if things go on like this, he will never get his score finished. We are thinking again about concerts.
And the King of B. has just bought himself a castle for 200,000 florins! Letter from Herr Zacharias with many words of advice, but less sense, and even less activity. The newspapers are reporting that the performance of the work is now in doubt. Much worry.
In the evening we read Lichtenberg’s letters about Garrick. R. is happy with the progress panel on our house. I constantly feel that R. is again becoming much too much involved in commissions, but I do not dare to speak, for fear of exacerbating his great worries with my worries.