Thursday, October 14:
Raining heavily; a fire in the fireplace since early morning. R. has received an infinitely polite letter from Dingelstedt, telling him how pleased he is with Die Meistersinger! "It is incredible," R. says, "what such people will swallow, when one thinks of that note in the Jewish pamphlet!"
In the afternoon a letter from Claire, saying I shall probably not get my little bit of capital! Arrival of a picture of Beethoven, a present from the King of Bavaria. R. put in a very bad mood by it; first, his behavior, and then this unusable gift. In the evening Don Quixote.