Tuesday, November 29:
Letter from my mother, who wants me to visit her, but I shudder at the thought of any separation from Tribschen. R., to whom I confide the news, says that he has no intention of undertaking anything without me. Toothache, piano practice, news of two victories, in Amiens and over Garibaldi.
In the evening Nicht kapituliert sent off to the singer Betz with a letter of recommendation from R. (Frau Pohl has died.)