Category: #countdown1876

R. speaks of a possible performance of “Tannhäuser” in Vienna, with Materna, then Venus, “not the one born of sea-foam, but rather one smoked like a sea-foam pipe.” — At twelve o’clock, the burial of Rus; when I inform Fidi of the dog’s passing, he exclaims, “Ah, dear God in…

A sorrowful day! We receive word of Rus’s death, occasioned by a sudden pulmonary stroke —no doubt brought on by yesterday’s excursion. In him, we surely lose one of our best friends. Only yesterday I had remarked how anxious and concerned he was for R., when the latter climbed down…

Slept long; angry letter from Feustel. R. resolves to return a portion of the land to the city, as it proves itself so narrow-hearted to do nothing. I cannot help but compare R. to the poor hare in the tale, caught between the two hedgehogs, who calmly watch him toil…

R. insists that I come with him to Vienna, I would like to stay home to watch over the house. He is composing the concert finale for “Hagen's watch”,[1] which cheers him up. In the afternoon, we visit the theater; a renewed, dreadful impression—the earthworks have made no progress, all…

Good night for R., thank God he looks very well; much unrest in the house. In the afternoon, a walk in the Hofgarten, a visit to the mayor, discussions about accommodation, a great hardness of hearing. In the evening, a friendly chat with R. about the children and what might…

A day for letters and bills, the house in disarray. We hear that Hans has been swindled out of 1500 pounds in England;[1] tragic news. Notary Skutsch; a new mortgage! … In the evening, great fatigue. R. had wild dreams—an uprising of the mob against him in Paris, which he tries…