Monday, September 1:
R. had a good night. Cheerful breakfast, then all sorts of domestic work for me, the children installed in the annex, papers sorted. (Received some autographs yesterday.) Eva has her first bath.
R. corrects his article and reads Haug's book with great excitement, learning more and more about the Jewish character. The enclosed newspaper report interests him, and he says, “I know why I held on so long, I knew that things would one day turn out well for me; now I hold on because things are going so well.”
Fine weather; a lot of military music and drum beating, which makes R. irritable; he says this eternal sprightly jubilation hardly suits the present state of our country. A pamphlet by Herr v. Weber about the colonization of Africa has depressed him, German interests are neglected everywhere!
In the evening whist with Herr Rub., after a discussion about a business advertisement planned by friend W. has strengthened our resolve to remain silent. We are now completely submerged in our Wahnfried world; we do not, by tacit consent, talk about the things that oppress us, but let our feelings be ruled by all the things which enliven and inspire us.