Monday, April 6:
Consistorial visitors. R. works. Troubles with the ducal hens, which are suddenly proving difficult. Continued reading Wallenstein to Lulu; R. rouses Wallenstein at Lützen with a loud “Cock-a-doodle-doo,” suggested to him by the troubles with the hens.
In the afternoon the children are all unwell and put to bed. We read Schopenhauer (“On Forms of Cognition,” I think the chapter is called) - and are amazed as always by the profundity of the thought, the lucidity of expression.
Letter from my uncle in Vienna: my father is staying with him and today is giving a concert at Princess