[Manchester,] 24 September 1852 

Dear Marx, 

Encl. I return the envelope of the letter received from you 
today; an attempt, incidentally abortive, seems to have been made 
to break it open. 

The translation and Massol’s letter went off yesterday evening 
by the 2nd post. 

Cluss’ description of Kinkel and Co.’s reception by the German 
Yankees is really nice. The chaps in the Alleghenies are the very 
spit of those in the Black Forest and the Taunus. 

I haven’t read the revelations in the German papers *—in fact, 
yesterday was the first time in some while that I saw a German 
paper. 

The crapauds* are in clover.”* The workers would appear aprés 
tout’ to have become utterly bourgeoisified as a result of the 
present prosperity and the prospect of la gloire de Vempire They 

4 and all the rest -> The People’s Paper-* into English of the first chapter of 
Marx’s work The Eighteenth Brumatre of Louis Bonaparte - 4 See this volume, 
p. 194. - ¢ philistines - £ after all - 8 imperial glory 

will have to be severely chastened by crises if they are to be good 
for anything again soon. Should the next crisis be a mild one, 
Bonaparte will be able to weather it. But it looks as though it is 
going to be damned serious. No crisis is worse than when 
over-speculation develops slowly in the sphere of production, so 
that its results take as many years to mature as they would months 
on the stock and commodity exchanges. And it was not just the 
common sense Of Old England that was buried along with old 
Wellington, but Old England herself, in the person of her sole 
surviving representative. All that remains are sporting CHARACTERS 
without a suite, like Derby, and Jewish swindlers like Disraeli— 
who are caricatures of the old Tories in exactly the same way as is 
Monsieur Bonaparte of his uncle.” There'll be a merry dance here 
when the crisis comes, and one can only hope that it will last long 
enough to develop into a chronic condition with acute periods, as 
it did in 1837/42. From what is known of him, by the way, old 
Wellington would have been a truly formidable military leader in 
case of insurrection—the fellow studied diligently, read all the 
military treatises with the utmost zeal and was pretty well-versed in 
his subject. Nor would he have balked at extreme means. 

From what you tell me, the Cologne trial threatens to be terribly 
ennuyant’ Unhappy Heinrich,’ with his defence ‘on principle’! He 
will demand that his 30 sheets be read in court and, if he gets his 
way, will be perdu. The jury will never forgive him for having 
bored them so. The prosecution, by the way, seems to be out of 
luck. For Haupt is off to Brazil, the anonymous journeyman tailor 
has similarly vanished and seems unlike to reappear, and now the 
police official,’ because of whose illness the whole affair was 
adjourned in July, must needs go and die on them. But what will 
such good fortune be worth if Heinrich elucidates the thing from 
the philosophical standpoint? 

So the gallant Schurz is carping at Kossuth for preaching the 
gospel of action, after he and Co. have for years eked out a bare 
living from this same gospel! It is all very well to try and settle 
Kossuth’s hash because he takes the lion’s share, but it’s really very 
stupid to write things of that sort when the whole world knows 
better. 

That Kossuth will commit some folly seems most probable; what 
has le malheureux got after all but battered saddles, outranged 

a following - & Napoleon I - © tedious - 4 Birgers (see this volume, p. 195) - 
e lost.- f Schulz - 8 the unfortunate man 

muskets, companies drilled by Sigel, and Klapka and Garibaldi? 
(The latter commands the Italo-Hungarian fleet in the Pacific 
Ocean to wit one merchantman plying between Lima and Canton 
under the Peruvian flag.) 

Your, 
F. E.