Sunday, March 28:
Easter Sunday; sent the children to church, I am still busy with the linen. At breakfast, reflecting that we have been delivered from a whole wicked family of seven people with hardly any effort on our own part, I tell R. that we must certainly be guided by a star which makes good our foolish actions and darns the holes we tear in the web of life; we dub this the Flickstern [“darning star”], compounded of Glückstern [“lucky star”] and Fixstern [“fixed star”], and laugh heartily about it.
Last night R. again had a wild and comic dream! He needed 4,000 thalers and sought it from the Jews, one of whom sang to him, in the middle of their negotiations, the aria from La Dame Blanche, and R. could not help remarking that he had a good tenor voice! The conductor Levi sends us a telegram announcing a detailed letter, which means in effect that they are not going to perform Tristan und Isolde in Munich for R. - probably because they are alarmed at the thought of his presence. Archduke Viktor sends word that he will pay for a box but not for a certificate of patronage, whereupon R. sends back a message that no one will get into his theater for money!
In the evening some acquaintances and the cellist Fischer from Munich, who plays us Beethoven sonatas. R. in cheerful spirits.