R. resolves to write a lengthy and candid letter to Clemens; I send with it a few conciliatory lines. Kapellmeister Levi desires, in Bayreuth’s interest, to perform portions of Siegfried in Munich. R. writes also to Dr. Jauner, inquiring whether he would be troublesome with his scruples. – Visit to…
R. had, alas, yet another most wretched night. A letter from our nephew Clemens; sister Ottilie [1] is offended! Errands for Lusch’s birthday; in the afternoon a walk to the Hermitage. In the evening the Annals. [2] The golden-green tree of autumn brings us joy; yesterday I sank into deep…
A restless night for R.; reflections upon the King! The morning brings me R.’s letters to our friend A. Frommann, among which is also one asking about the King’s intervention in R.’s life—how little of that was now true. If only everything transient could be a parable! – – –…
I write to Mimi and make my inquiry! R. writes most kindly to Herr Niemann, and to his nephew Clemens, who has announced the birth of a son, humourously and good-naturedly touching upon young Fritz’s [1] silence. – In the evening he remarks: “I am a compound of sorrow, concern,…
R. read to me the other morning, while I was yet in bed, from Parzival; he said we must seize the morning, for the day itself would bring naught but misfortune! –– And indeed to-day he receives a letter from our friend Feustel, who tells him that the provisions of…
R. had a wretched night, full of disquieting dreams. – He must reply to Herr Scherbarth, the theatre director. I hold a conversation with our friend Groß; fifty thousand florins will soon be unavoidably necessary—but whence are these to be obtained? Doepler must have money for the costumes, and Brandt…
