[London,] 13 March 1865 

My dear Jung, 

Mr Cremer has quite misunderstood me (and I shall write him 
immediately upon that point). I was so far from any intention of 
moving new amendments on Tuesday evening” to the old 
resolutions ! that, before the arrival of your letter, I had to-day 
posted to Schily a letter containing the very same resolutions. I wrote 
him at the same time to wait with their communication until 
Thursday next, so as to give Mr Le Lubez the time to fulfil his 
functions, viz. to communicate himself the resolutions. 

What I said to Cremer, and to Fox ditto, was, that if Le Lubez 
and Mr Wolff, by their foolish behaviour, had not excited the 
feelings, and killed the time, the resolutions would and might have 
been rédigées in a way more polite on the one, and more logical, on 
the other hand; [so that] f.i. Resolution II (concerning Lefort’s 
[defensive ways]) might, by a short phrase, have lost its aspect, 
while Resolution IV concedes too much to Lefort etc. All this might 
have been mended, and I expressed to Mr Cremer my regret that 
it had, after the vote on the contents of the resolutions, not been 
left to the subcommittee*' to give it the convenient stylistic form. 

a See this volume, p. 134. - > 14 March 

Yet, I should consider it the greatest folly to reopen the questions 
once settled, and which, as far as the substance of the resolutions 
goes, have been settled in the most fair spirit. I should consider it, 
particularly, quite unworthy of the Central Council to rescind one 
single word after the exhibitions Le Lubez and Wolff have made of 
themselves. Moreover, by my letter to Schily such a course has 
become impossible. 

You will, of course, oblige me by communicating to me your 
résumé historique—but I beg you to understand me well. I shall like 
to read it, as the thing itself interests me, but not in order to 
control your writing.'** I am convinced beforehand that you will 
not embitter the spirits. I fear Mr Le Lubez has already sent to his 
friends private despatches in that childish spirit. 

Yours fraternally 

K. Marx