Maundy Thursday. R. feels unwell, and we are both very concerned about the illness of our old Rus; the poor huge dog is groaning pitifully, and the veterinary surgeon says it is rheumatism. — Work in the house in the morning and afternoon. R. had to go to the law…
R. sings the chorus ‘Wach' auf’ (glad that it has been chosen to celebrate our friend Riedel’s jubilee in Leipzig). He says: “This for me was the quintessence of the work, it was the very first thing that came to me in Paris, and I said to Weissheimer in Biebrich,…
