Dearest Old Fellow!
As always, so to-day another request! When you are buzzing ahead, do go to the cloth-merchant Henniger, in the Old Market, and tell him from me that this autumn he shall receive his money in one lump; but that for the present all my earnings are accounted for. Also it would be very nice of him not to charge me any interest: this eternal paying of debts is the reason that I can never hop upon a green twig. Please be so kind!!
Has Liszt yet sent the Rheingold? Do let me know; I so want to have the original score back soon, and indeed in London. You shall hear another time how I am: I have really nothing to do but conduct the concerts of the Philharmonic Society: for the rest, London does not exist for me. The orchestra has taken a great liking to me, and the public approves of me. To-day is the second concert: selections from Lohengrin, and the Ninth Symphony. Chorus wretched! If only I had my Dresden Palm-Sunday Choir! Good-bye for to-day! Heartiest greetings to Heine and your family from
Your now soon forty-two-year-old
R. W.
22, Portland Terrace, Regent's Park, London.
Source: Richard Wagner's Letters to His Dresden Friends, Theodor Uhlig, Wilhelm Fischer, and Ferdinand Heine, trans. J. S. Shedlock (Scribner & Welford, 1890), No. 133