Tuesday, September 30:
Departure of our relations, which leaves me in a mood of great melancholy; I see clearly that the way in which R. and his undertaking are spoken of in my sister-in-law’s circles has had an influence on her, and her heart is not big enough to follow him.
R. writes letters, clearing things up, so that from tomorrow on he can get to work on the score. My bust is packed away; departure of the excellent Kietz. From Munich Herr Baligand reports that the W. Society there is again sending 1,500 florins.