Wednesday, June 14:
Grane is still very ill; he is feverish. Meanwhile the Swiss mills begin to grind. Jakob discovers in town that the magistrate in Horw, who wrote down our statement, has not yet made a charge of any sort to the law courts in Lucerne, because he is a Conservative, and the farmer who ran into us is also a Conservative. The police declare, on the other hand, that it has nothing to do with them.
With Jakob’s help the charge is made, and eight people come to inspect the damage. Jakob asks us whether he should give them wine, since “a pound of good will is worth a hundredweight of ill will.” Everything is gone into in the usual Swiss manner, and our Friedrich, who is questioned, declares that he can say nothing, for his alarm was so great that he had not taken note of anything. And on top of that Jakob explaining things in his most pompous manner; we have resigned ourselves to the prospect of having to pay the court costs on top of all the damage.
R. is still not well; he reads through The Artwork of the Future and provides it with notes. In the afternoon, a visit from Count B.; since he stays a long time, R. is annoyed and cannot understand that I do not know how to get rid of him.
Finished Herr von Schack’s Durch alle Wetter, which I very much enjoyed. In the evening went through The Artwork of the Future with R.