Monday, April 9:
Spring has arrived! I sorted out Loldchen's things after giving my lessons.
Wrote some business letters.
In the evening R. reads me Hoffmann's Die Räuber, which is very good up to the two final letters, which ruin everything.
Diary Entry of April 9, 1877
Spring finally arrives, but the day is filled with sorting a child’s belongings, teaching, and handling practical correspondence. The evening brings a literary reading that starts strongly and then collapses at the end, leaving a mixed impression.
Monday, April 9:
Spring has arrived! I sorted out Loldchen's things after giving my lessons.
Wrote some business letters.
In the evening R. reads me Hoffmann's Die Räuber, which is very good up to the two final letters, which ruin everything.