D O C U M E N T 3 5 9 A U G U S T 1 9 2 6 3 5 5 she will then begin to study there to become a Montessori teacher. She organized everything entirely on her own and fascinated the directress so much that she has been admitted, scarcely aged 16, even though the regulations of the institute require one to be 18 years of age.— Thus I shall be alone in the big house with Pawlik and Granny Katya.[7] — Much is still quite unclear! I was first in Göttingen, then in Oxford (British Association)[8] and Cambridge. Now, indigestion from endless Heisenberg-Born-Dirac-Schrödinger sausage- machine-physics-factory.[9] Made the acquaintance in Cambridge of the little Rus- sian woman Polianowskaja, who told me a lot about you.[10] — She is now getting married, in 3 weeks, to a VERY fine, nice, English Jew, Salaman.[11] — I liked both of them so much that I immediately took them along to stay with us in Leyden for a few days, where my wife, Tanitchka, and Galinka found them particularly appeal- ing. He is becoming a medical doctor and is doing research in physiology. She is working in Rutherford’s laboratory.[12] It seems simply crazy to me that she wants to do theoretical physics. She’s absolutely not suited for that, I think. She was quite furious about this verdict of mine. She is interesting, or better put, piquant, and really highly talented in literature. At least in this field her judgments are very nu- anced, original, and suggestive. Otherwise, I have nothing else to relate about myself that wouldn’t be boring. I would like to know how Ilse, Margot, and your wife[13] are doing and what you have to report about Albert.[14] It is terribly necessary for me, in every respect, to have you here again and I know that the De Haases[15] are also awaiting you with great impatience. His health is always unsatisfactory.[16] Pray for my soul.— It is dead! Your P. Ehrenfest 359. From Eduard Einstein Zurich, 26 August [1926][1] Dear Papa, A letter from your philosophical friend Benrubi arrived here.[2] Every day I see it lying on the desk. Every time I see it, I am annoyed. Every time I plan to send it to you. But I never send it. That burdens me. The letter looks so reproachful. It cor- responds to an idiosyncrasy of mine, that I am always annoyed about the way I act and yet I don’t change it. I do, however, have it in mind to enclose the letter with this epistle.