Manchester, 29 April 1864 

Dear Moor, 

You will, presumably, at long last have rid yourself of the 
furunculosis. Meanwhile, Lupus has been suffering most vilely 
from the rheumatic headaches he was already having when you 
were here,” and from which he has since had no respite—on the 
contrary, they have got worse and worse so that he’s had no 
proper sleep for weeks. He’s already been confined to bed again 
on several occasions, and that sod Borchardt does nothing at all 
about it; he treats the touch of gout Lupus has got in his toe (but 
which doesn’t bother him at all now, whereas the headaches and 
insomnia are really sapping his strength) with colchicum and 
doesn’t even give him an occasional dose of opium. Once or twice 
I have spoken to Lupus pretty seriously about the matter, but you 
know how much good that does. He believes himself to be under 
an obligation to B., and that’s that. All the quack has done is to cup 
him of ten ounces of blood! That was the day before yesterday. 
This evening I shall visit Lupus again and see how things are 
going. Three weeks ago I too had a violent and most painful 
attack of fheumatism of the respiratory muscles, but Gumpert 
cured me of it within 24 hours. 

The Garibaldi tomfoolery* came to a fitting end. The way the 
chap was shown the door after a week of being gaped at by the 
swets iS really too splendid and could happen nowhere but in 
England. It would be the ruin of anyone except Garibaldi, and 
even for him it’s tremendously mortifying to have served the 
English aristocracy aS a NINE pays wonper and then to have been 
thrown out into the street. They treated him as an out-and-out 
romantic. How could the fellow submit to it and how he could be 
so stupid as to take these Dundrearys for the English people? 
However, anyone who is not now convinced of the wholly 
bourgeois nature of this gentleman will never be convinced. For to 
respect the English press is almost worse than respecting the 
Peeters.’ And as for his exrr! Well, that beats everything. 

4 See this volume, p. 516. 

But our friend Bismarck is also a lumen? Of him it might even 
be said: n'est pas Soulouque qui veut. First he mimics Bonaparte’s 
Press Laws, and now he’s sending worthy Corporal William to 
Schleswig to induce the people to vote for annexation by 
Prussia! °°’ This jackass seems to imagine that the highways and 
byways are strewn with Savoys and Nices and that these are to be 
had for the taking.*” As the Dagbladet quite rightly points out, by 
the way, the Prussian reactionary press has been in such a state.of 
exaltation since the capture of Düppel,°*' and the chaps are so 
above themselves that one can count with certainty on the gang’s 
coming a really bad cropper within a very short space of time. 

I was a bit surprised by the way the Prussian army carried out 
the assault. The attack took place with 4 brigades (24 battalions) 
against 4 Danish brigades (16 battalions), i.e. by no means 
disproportionate superiority for an assault of this kind. Admitted- 
ly, the Danes had been greatly worn down by artillery fire but so, 
for that matter, had the Russians at Sevastopol, and to an even 
greater extent.’ However, the fact that in 20 minutes the 
Prussians took the first 6 field-works and then, in 2 hours—N.B. 
without orders, for the worthy prince‘ wanted to call it a day—the 
whole peninsula,‘ including the bridgehead, and inflicted losses of 
5,000 on approximately 13,000 Danes, is more than one might 
have credited the fellows with. You will, by the way, remember 
that I have always said Prussian fire-arms—rifles as well as 
guns—were the best in the world, and that has been borne out 
here. On the other hand, the conference” will soon reveal what 
marionettes their diplomats are. What with Russia, Boustrapa, 
and Palmerston, aided and abetted by the ‘grand’ policy of 
Bismarck, the ‘fall’ that follows after pride can hardly be long in 
coming. But how about money? After all, the 22 millions from the 
public treasury and the railway loan of 6 millions must have been 
squandered by now, and what then? 

I shall descend on you one of these Friday evenings but not, of 
course, without writing to you first. 

Write soon, and give my regards to the ramity. 

Your 
F. E.