Dearest Mutz —
Merely 2 words in the greatest fatigue and prostration:
no more concerts!
After the fearful exertion of yesterday I couldn't sleep last night for over-excitement, and am feeling awful. The thing went very well, the success exactly as in Paris over again — notwithstanding the colder Flemish blood.
But a mass of extra expenses once more, no very big takings, hardly any profit. — That seems to be the settled fate of all such concert enterprises. I really have no fancy for a second concert, and therefore beg you to prepare your mind for having to welcome me home again soon. — Tomorrow you shall hear more details; for to-day — be sorry for your poor husband, and thanked for your beautiful verses.
A fine Good morning!
To our speedy meeting!
Thy R.
Source: Richard to Minna Wagner: Letters to His First Wife, trans. William Ashton Ellis, Vol. 2 (Charles Scribner's Sons, 1909), No. 202