{London,] 22 April 1854 
28 Dean Street, Soho 

Dear Frederic, 

Pieper, at any rate, is not to blame for the business with The 
Daily News,’ because he has had absolutely nothing to do with the 
émigrés for the past six months. Blind 1s connected WITH THE 
Advertiser, not The Daily News. Herzen’s crew—Krapiilinski Wor- 
cell,” and the blackguardly Golovin—have been  positevement 
connected with the D. N. ever since Urquhart’s influence got them 
thrown out of the Advertiser. Mr O. von Wenckstern has 
transferred from The Times to the D.N., but is no longer in 
London, that jupicious rarer having sent him aS MILITARY 
commissioner to Omer Pasha. The belletristic blighter! It’s more 
than likely that the fellow has introduced other German black- 
guards out there. However it is the Russians I chiefly suspect. So 
WISELY MANAGED IS The Daily News that, as is shown by the last return 
of newspaper stamps, its sales have plummeted since 1851 and it 
now ranks after the Herald in the newspaper hierarchy. 

I consider that you should immediately send the article’ to The 
Times as it stands and without waiting for one scrap of additional 

4 See this volume, pp. 423-26 and 427. - b Worcell is thus called after a character 
in Heine’s satirical poem ‘Zwei Ritter’. - © definitely - 4 F. Engels, ‘The Fortress of 
Kronstadt’. 

material (I shall see if the ‘Bericht tber die Kriegs-operationen’* 
is available here). The Times will still be short of material next 
week since the parliamentary recess, though supposed to end on 
27 April, will not be over until 1 May. Hence it will be glad of 
anything it can get and, since the people there possess far more 
literary and political tact than the bunglers on the D.N. and 
would be prepared to accept an article from the devil himself if it 
were interesting enough, I fermement? believe that they would 
publish it at once. At the same time it would be your revenge on 
the other rag. But should your approach to The Times misfire— 
which I doubt—you may be sure that 1. nobody will hear of it, 
since I shan’t tell a soul; 2. the reviews will be sure to take it. 
Finally, I would again advise you not to wait, but to send this first 
article quite unchanged to The Times. 

As for Schimmelpfennig,° I think it would be doing the chap too 
great an honour to deal with him in the Tribune. I suggest that, in 
one of your private letters to me, you let me have sufficient to 
pass on to Cluss for an article in the Reform. 

Of late the Tribune has again been appropriating all my articles 
aS LEADERS and putting my name to nothing but rubbish. It has 
appropriated, for example, a detailed account of Austrian 
finances,* an article on the Greek insurrection,’ etc. On top of that 
their now ‘congenital’ habit of making a splash with your military 
stuff. I positivement intend—as soon as Dana has replied to my last 
admonition *'’—to ask for a higher fee, citing in particular the 
EXPENSES incurred in respect of the military articles. Don’t you 
agree? The fellows ought to pay at least £3 per article. They lay 
out £500 on sending Taylor to India, and the chap’s reports from 
there are worse and shorter—what could he get to know about a 
country like that on a quick tr?—than my own sent them from 
here on the same subject.” £3 per article would enable me to get 
out of the mire at last. 

There’s been an odd business with Urquhart—whom, by the by, 
I have never once met in London since our first entrevue.’ The 
ministerial Globe published on Saturpay [a] furious ONSLAUGHT ON HIM, 
saying amongst other things that, while he might pick up converts 
here and there, this wouldn’t go on for long. 

a See this volume, p. 437. - > firmly -° See this volume, p. 436. - 4 K. Marx, 
‘Austrian Bankruptcy’. - © K. Marx, ‘The Greek Insurrection’. - f interview (see 
this volume, pp. 412-13). - 8 15 April 

* ‘Where is Mr Anstey? Where Mr Monteith etc. and where that Goliath of the new 
revolution, Mr Marx?’ ‘All these gentlemen have seen the folly of their ways, and 
returned to the habits of good society.’ * 

Then, in Thursday’s issue of The Morning Advertiser, ‘An 
Ureunartire’ declares that: 
* ‘If continuing to pose implicit confidence in Mr Urquhart’s views be proof of 

folly these individuals have certainly not recovered their reason, and also must still be 
without the pale of good society.’ * 

And then proceeds to specify: 

* ‘Mr Marx, however, I am happy to say, is as energetic and valuable [a] supporter 
as ever of Mr Urquhart’s.’*4 

So far I’ve done nothing about this, but am biding my time. An 
opportunity will present itself for disowning Mr Urquhart.I find it 
all the more outrageous as he knows, since I have told him so, that 
I agree with him in nothing save the matter of Palmerston, and on 
that point it wasn’t he who showed me the way. Mais il faut 
attendre? But there is one difficulty. There is a very stupid 
Urquhartite by the name of Marx,° not the one meant by the 
Globe. If I publicly disown Urquhart, he’ll say he didn’t mean me, 
but the other Marx. Incidentally, it is evident from the Globe that 
Mr Palmerston has been paying me the greatest attention. 

Pieper grows more vapidly complacent every day. Such is his 
mopping and mowing that his face is more criss-crossed with lines 
than a map of both the Indies. Old Malvolio! Little Jenny always 
refers to him now as Prince Charming, the son of Wunderhorn.* 
In my next I shall tell you some comical tales about ‘Prince 
Charming’ who, as his sister’s letters reveal, regards himself as 
Byron and Leibniz rolled into one. 

Salut. 
Your 
K. M.