Monday, October 11:
R. dreamed he was in Hülsen (Uelsen) in Hanover and was admiring the fine houses, the lovely views, a magnificent mountain landscape. He called me to look at it; it was the Harz Mountains, but I was busy with something. Then he called me again, saying I could see the Brocken, which tempted me to come, and I gazed on it, smiling.
Worked with the children. In the evening, the Annals.