108.
FROM
MILEVA
MARIC
[Zurich,
second half of May?
1901]
Dearest sweetheart!
I have
now
received
your
second little letter
as
well, and
am
very
happy,
immeasurably
so.
How sweet
you
are,
oh how I will kiss
you,
I
can
hardly wait for the end of the week when
you
are
coming.
I
think
I'll
pray
to
little
Peter to
breathe
a
good idea into Mr. Besso.
-
If
you
were
to
come
on
Saturday,
you
could
probably sleep
at
our
place,
because
a woman
is
going
away
on
Friday,
I'll ask Miss
Eng[e]l[brecht]
she'll do it for
me
if it's
possible.
In the meantime
I'll be
very
diligent
so
that
I
can
then freely
rejoice
with
you
-
my
God, how beautiful will the world look
to
me
when I'll be
your
little
woman
you'll
see,
there will be
no
happier
woman
in the whole world
and then the
man
must also be
as
happy.
Good-bye
my
sweet
little
darling
and
at
the end of the week
come
cheerfully
to
your
little
woman
109. MILEVA
MARIC
TO
HELENE SAVIC
[Zurich,
second half
of
May?
1901]
My
dearest Helene!
[...]
Albert has
been in Winterthur since the
beginning
of
May.
On
5
May
I
went
to Como, where
a
certain
person
waited for
me
with
open
arms
and
a
"pounding heart."
I
should tell
you
a
little bit
about
our
trip, because it
was so
beautiful that it made
me
forget
all
my
sorrows.
We
stayed in
Como
half
a
day and then proceeded by ship
toward Colico. We made
a
little stop in Cadenabbia and visited Villa
Carlotta.
I
have
no
words to
describe the splendor
we
found there. You
know, they have there
a
few
things by
Canova;
and then, the splendid
garden,
which I
especially preserved
in
my
heart, the
more so
because
we were
not allowed
to
swipe
even one
single
flower.
It
was
the most
beautiful
spring when
we were
there, and
we
did
not
even
suspect
that
fate had ordained that
we
should be riding
on a
sledge
through
snow
flurries the
very
next day! The Splugen, which
we
wanted to
cross,
lay
deep
in
snow,
which in
some
spots reached
a
height
of
6
m[eters].
Therefore
we
rented
a
very
small sledge, the kind they
are
using
there, which has
just
enough
room
for
2
people
in love with each
other, and the coachman stands
on a
little
plank in the
rear
and
prattles
all the
time
and calls
you
"signora,"
--
could
you
think
of
anything
more
beautiful?
We
had
to
travel
a
few hours, but only
up to
the
pass,
because
we
wanted
to
dare it
on
foot from there.
It
was
snowing
so
gaily
all
the time, and
we were
driving
now
through long
galleries,
now on
the
open
road, where there
was
nothing but
snow
and
more snow as
far
as
the
eye
could
see,
so
that this
cold,
white
infinity
gave
me
the shivers and
I
held
my
sweetheart
firmly
in
my
arms
under the coats and shawls with which
we were
covered.
-
The
descent from the
Splugen
was
also beautiful,
we
had
to
tramp hard
through the
snow,
but
we
had
so
much fun that
we
did not feel it
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