Sunday, April 13:
Easter, snow outside! But R. slept well, and he works. He goes out in the afternoon, and in the evening, after a game of whist with the children, he takes out Rossini’s Guillaume Tell and shows the children the nice things in it, such as the arrival of the people from the various cantons, and the silly ones, such as the yodeling of Mathilde and Rudolf.
He has been reading the story about Struensee in the supplement to the Oberfränkische Zeitung and says it has once again revealed to him the nature of the aristocracy, and the existence of certain spheres into which the commoner should not venture; Struensee behaved wretchedly, the Queen and a count (?), on the other hand, with great courage and energy.