D O C S . 1 0 0 , 1 0 1 S E P T E M B E R 1 9 1 9 8 3
soon.—They
wrote.[9]
Uncle Caesar is going to get a
letter.[10]
His reports have
been sorely missed. The children returned the day before yesterday, but are not re-
adjusting so
easily.[11]
We have in mind to move to Potsdam next year, if it’s pos-
sible, that is, if 〈something〉 an apartment can be had. All my colleagues are out of
town. There is still no news about the solar eclipse. All the same, I am very fre-
quently asked, verbally and in writing, about the
result.[12]
Paula’s Hans is taking
his school-leaving examination, a difficult undertaking if one hasn’t gone through
regular
schooling.[13]
It appears to me that politics is slowly assuming a calmer
course. The new men have gradually learned how to
govern,[14]
and the majority
are tired of politics. I won’t be lecturing next semester; I’ve had about enough of
all that course-giving in the past
year.[15]
I’ve already informed Zurich as well that
I won’t be reading there
anymore.[16]
Now I heartily wish you a quick recovery. Don’t plague yourself with writing if
it costs you too much effort. I’m going to be writing you anyway.
Best regards to you, Maja, Pauli, and also to the nurse, Mrs. Dann, and your
Fräulein
Doktor.[17]
Yours,
Albert.
100. To Eduard Study [?][1]
[Berlin, 5 September
1919][2]
. . . Laue wrote me from Würzburg about your
inquiry.[3]
Planck and Rubens are
not
here[4]
. . . It is very regrettable that politics is being used at such an inappro-
priate place and that you consequently won’t get Paschen, who is
excellent.[5]
A
comparison between Cl[emens] Schaefer and Konen is
simple.[6]
Schaefer has con-
tributed considerably to scientific advancement not only by theory but also by ex-
periment, which cannot be claimed of Konen. Schaefer’s papers prove that he has
a sure eye for choosing currently solvable and important problems and that he also
knows how to inspire others to do valuable research . . .
101. From Paul Ehrenfest
[Leyden,] 8 September 1919
Dear Einstein,
Just now I hear that you aren’t in Switzerland anymore. I sent you a long letter
there.[1]
For safety’s sake, I repeat the rudiments of it now:
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