1 February 1868. Dear Fred,

I hope you are not also unwell, as you have not written to me this week and have not returned the letters from Kugelmann and Kertbenyi (I need them for my reply). Last Tuesday I went out to the Museum and for a walk. On Wednesday a new rash broke out. It is smaller and does not prevent me from sitting, as it is on the upper side of the left loin. But walking is harmful on account of the friction and the promotion of inflammation. I believe that this monster will die away with this week. Whether nothing will follow, after the numerous disappointments I hardly dare to hope. The Devil take the filthy thing. Enclosed, a letter from Schily. According to it things are going rotten in Paris, like everything connected with Moses. Also, Reclus does not seem to me the right man. Of the Pole in Geneva there can naturally be no question. As soon as your article for the Fortnightly is at hand, Lafargue would put it into French for the Courrier Français. From the enclosed Vienna newspaper clippings, which Fox sent me from Vienna, one sees how Lassalle and Delitzsch are rampant there. At the same time, one sees that the rascally dog Bernard Becker emerges there as a great man. He is now a “Greater German”, after having been a Bismarckian. If you still have a copy of your article in the Frankfurter “Börsenzeitung”, send it to me.

Salut, Yours KM. The Freiligrath begging campaign is making headway; it has already realised over 39,000 thalers.