I
usually do, while the
poor
Doxerl of
course
has to cook and the lazy
Johanzel
never
budges
once
he has quickly carried
out
the order "grind
this."
Heartfelt greetings
&
kisses,
my
dear sweetheart
&
my
kindest
regards
to
your
loved
ones
from
your
Albert
76.
TO
MILEVA
MARIC
Zurich
[Milan] Wednesday evening
in bed.
[19 September 1900]
My
dear
Doxerl!
Thank
you
for
your
kind little letter with the nice dreams of the
future,
the noodles
&
the
Xantippe-ing,
and the
plan
to
bring along
your
fat little sister into
our
"European
culture." So that she would
get
a
truly
high opinion
of it
&
be
really
impressed
by
us,
I
have
already bought
two
little coffee
spoons
for
our
household. How
lovely
it
will be again when I'll be able to
press you
to
myself
again,
my
little street urchin,
my
little verandah,
my
everything!
Imagine,
tomorrow
morning
I
am
again
running
away
to the
mountains
-
I'll be
climbing
a
mountain
near
Lago Maggiore
&
I shall
then visit Isola Bella. How wonderful it would be if Madame Federico
Maier
could also be there to take
a
look at all that
splendor
and
then,
during the quiet evening, sweetly
and
nicely
chase
away
his
peculiar
notions, don't
you
think
so,
sweet Miez! How I
am
going to
bite
you
and
hug
you
once
I'll have
you
again
-
and
now
it will have
to wait
more
than
3
weeks because of the
stupid
little
goiter.
How
are
things in that respect ? On
1
October I
am
probably
going
to
Zurich,
to
talk
personally with
Hurwitz about the
position.
This is
better
than
writing.
I
should look around for
sources
of income for
you? I think
I
will look around for
private lessons,
which
you
possibly
could take
over.
Or do
you
have also
something
else
in
mind?
Write
me
about that!
However things turn out,
we are
getting
the most
delightful
life
from
[in?]
the world. Beautiful
work and together
-
and what's
more,
we
both
are
now our
own
bosses
& are
standing
on our own
feet
& can
enjoy
our
youth
to the hilt. Who could have it better? And when
we
have saved enough
money, we
shall
buy bikes
and
go
on a
biking
trip
every
few weeks. Your dear sister, whom I already know
through
her
lively little letters, will surely like it here with
us
-
I
do not
have to tell
you
that she is most
welcome, the
cheerful, obstinate
thing. In
a
playful
moment I wrote
yesterday
a
letter
to
a
former
teacher of mine
in Munich,
of whom I
was
especially
fond,
I'll
see
whether
he
is
going
to
answer
it.
By
now
I have
studied the entire Boltzmann and
a
part of
spherical
harmonics, in which I have
now
even
got quite interested.
Beggars
can't
be choosers...
Luigi
A[nsbacher],
about whom
we are
always teasing Maja, is
going
to arrive in
a
few
days
-
I
am
looking forward to playing
music with him.
I have also
thought
about the fact that
my
little sweetheart
will
be
homeless when she
comes
to
Zurich. Unfortunately,
Mrs.
Hägi
no
longer has
room
in her
new
apartment. But I will look around
for
something.
Perhaps I
might just
as
well hunt for
a room
for the two
150