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17th,[2]
in order not to embitter the people too much. So all of you should get me a
visa and send me the passport. From there I will then travel to Leyden and then re-
turn a little earlier. It looks pretty bad over there at home: you, Ilse, and the maid
all
exhausted,[3]
and no money! Why don’t you sell some foreign currency for ev-
eryday needs? That’s simple, and you’ll quickly manage the wages because it
doesn’t amount to more than a couple of dollars. We must always see to it that we
receive something from our interest, little by little. Soon it won’t be possible to get
anything for the
mark,[4]
no doubt. Does Hans have any job prospects? It would be
very desirable for
Paula.[5]
I have made much progress on the violin because we’re
regularly studying together. Albert is very industrious and skillful. I think he’s go-
ing to get somewhere, particularly because he also has the necessary self-confi-
dence. He ably masters what he has learned at the Polytechnic. He can help a bit in
the factory as well; good progress is being made. But what does the future hold?
Today everything is very much in question. There are great fears. It’s good that we
are basically secure—apart from the expected lack of personal safety. Let’s calmly
wait and see. Albert surely isn’t considering harboring any evil intentions against
you at all. He would probably not have been so nasty last year if the stupid affair
with the photograph hadn’t injured his youthful vanity—all
silliness.[6]
Life here is good for the nerves. Nothing unexpected, no telephone, and almost
no letters. I’ll not write any article about the Japanese earthquake, but I’ll reply to
the telegram by telegraph.
A quick recovery to all, and best wishes from your
Albert.
110. To Hermann Anschütz-Kaempfe
[Kiel, 8 September
1923][1]
Dear Mr. Anschütz,
A magnificent week already lies behind us, with many sailboat trips and all the
rest of the beautiful things available here. Unfortunately, only this week remains,
because I must go to Bonn in 8 days for the physicists’ convention, which is con-
ceived as a moral equivalent to a fleet demonstration against France. The wolves
cannot climb out of their own skins, and one must join in their howling, in com-
radely
fashion.[2]
Now to the gyroscope matters, although I know that you are otherwise being
kept sufficiently abreast of this. The business with the mining
gyroscope[3]
is much