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Vol. 9, 70c. To Elsa Einstein
[Zurich,] Sunday. [6 July 1919]
Dear Else,
Yesterday your first postcard arrived at last. Everything’s going well here. I’m
healthy, but am also being very
careful.[1]
The course is very well attended; I’m
also making an effort with it. Weyl is suffering very much from his
asthma.[2]
Yes-
terday evening I ate at Koppel’s; he was very nice with me but is very worried
indeed.[3]
Today I want to spend the whole day with my
boys;[4]
I’m waiting for
them now in my room. Always indicate the sender on your correspondence. I fear
that my other postcards, which I wrote you, one each day, didn’t arrive because of
the omission of this requirement! Mama is now accommodated in a sanatorium, to
my great relief. It could not have continued that way. It will be more tolerable for
all
parties.[5]
The day after tomorrow I’m traveling to Lucerne
again.[6]
My courses
are always Friday, Saturday, Monday, so I have time to be in Lucerne a
lot.[7]
Heartfelt greetings, yours,
Albert
(No ink left today!)
Vol. 9, 70d. To Elsa Einstein
[Zurich,] Tuesday morning [8 July 1919]
Dear Else,
If only you received my many postcards, which I wrote one a day! Up to now,
all in all, I received from you one postcard! Write the sender’s address on it! Yes-
terday I had the 3rd
lecture.[1]
Visited Stodola in the
afternoon;[2]
conversation
about the social
problem,[3] Hungary.[4]
In the evening Edith was here to see me in
order to be instructed about her doctoral thesis. The thing is very fine—but not her
work.[5]
The day before yesterday I spent the whole day with my boys. We went
sailing for 1 hour in the afternoon. Albert is a splendid boy. Healthy, intelligent, and
a well-rounded person, young though he still is. He’s sure to make his own way. He
fits into this world. It was certainly good and wholesome that he grew up
here.[6]
The little one also looks good but certainly doesn’t exude such a finished personal-
ity. This morning I’m traveling to Lucerne, to return again on
Friday.[7]
Miza will
then be away with Tete, and I’ll be living there with
Albert.[8]
It’s surely going to
be very nice. Albert plays music quite well already. There was disgusting checking
going on again at the lecture. But I tell myself quietly: It’s the last
time![9]
Mama
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