Category: #countdown1876

In the morning, I visit the museum; unfortunately, the Esterhazy Gallery is closed. Overall, the impression of Hungary is one of deep sadness; it seems to be heading toward complete disintegration. Theft in the administration is a daily occurrence, alongside rampant megalomania—no German is allowed to be spoken. Life is…

Dress rehearsal; an ugly hall, poor acoustics, inadequate preliminary rehearsals; Father plays Beethoven's concerto, leaving us paralysed; an incredible impression! Incomparable magic, not playing, pure sounds. Richard says this makes everything cease to exist. We dine together at the Hotel Hungaria. In the evening, “The Flying Dutchman”, conducted by Richter;…

At last a good, peaceful night for R.; distressing news from home which forces me into writing letters. Took a walk with R. in rough weather; visited Father, a strangely melancholic impression! — In the evening, dinner at the Casino, with two Counts Apponyi,[1] a Herr von Husar, a member…

A dreadful night, ball at the hotel, we decide to briefly accept Richter’s hospitality. We are staying at Waiznerstrasse 1, in the apartment of his mother-in-law, who is away. In the afternoon, a rehearsal at the theater for “The Bells of Strasbourg”, very poor. In the evening, dinner at the…

Packing and farewell. "I am descended from such people in the best sense," says R., as we bid farewell to the Standhartners. Departed at 3 o'clock and 58 minutes; in Neuenkirchen, my father, with Frau von Meyendorff, came to meet us. My father was well, cheerful, and decidedly happy to…

Made and received visits, among them Countess Salm,[1] and also received constant news of household troubles. In the evening, attended the performance of “Henry IV” at the Burgtheater with R. Falstaff was tolerable, and the scene in the tavern was well performed, robustly done; however, the rest was dreadful. Spent…