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though.[9]
I am leaving the handling of the taxes to my bank. I’m not filing a reim-
bursement claim because I also received unexpected payments
subsequently.[10]
My children are both attached to me now with genuine fondness. But your and the
little minxes’ places of honor in my black soul are not jeopardized because of it! I
miss you all terribly much.
Heartfelt greetings to all of you (young &
old)[11]
and kisses to you from your
Albert
Among the “friends,” feelings toward you are very
amicable.[12]
Time heals all
wounds. Everywhere fine weather.
Vol. 8, 364b. To Elsa Einstein
Lucerne, Wednesday. [25 July 1917]
Dear Else,
I read the newspaper articles in the Frankfurter with sincere joy; dawn does
seem to be
breaking.[1]
Don’t worry all the time about my health. All things, possi-
ble and impossible, are being done. Yesterday Zangger came here especially to in-
struct
Maja.[2]
I am feeling like a peach, at that; and I already look much better than
at my departure, am getting ideal fare, rest for the greater part of the day, and warm
my venerable belly three times daily with a hot-water
bottle.[3]
If only you all were
here. Margot would be quickly back to normal as well. I have a lot to study, both
professional and otherwise, and also plenty of correspondence. Do what you wish
with the
flat.[4]
It is odd that the L.V.G. is still sending me
anything.[5]
Please check
that the Dresdener Bank relays both cash remittances promptly to
Switzerland![6]
It is scandalous how they are making me wait. Please write a little more clearly;
your letters are almost as hard to read as
Zangger’s.[7]
Do you really seriously
advise me not to return soon? I planned to be back in Berlin before the 1st of Sep-
tember. And
Ensingen?[8]
Do come over there! Be enterprising and happy-go-
lucky! What has come over you to be so jittery all of a sudden? Now you’ll be the
mistress of the house for a
while.[9]
Is Blaschkina the Terrible still your only help?
The weather is fabulous, and if I were to follow my heart rather than my reason, I
should go hiking! My Albert is a great guy who brings me much joy; the ice has
melted.[10]
Now, be cheerful, stop whining, and be kissed with the little minxes by your
Albert.