[Manchester, not before 27 September 1856]

J...] As for Weerth, I shall write to [...] in Berlin; he might perhaps get something into a paper, n’importe which one, provided it appears. Lupus had not breathed a word of the news for over 10 days after my return from London, and only on the eve of the arrival of my old man, very late, towards 11 o’clock at night, did he come out with it. You can imagine my consternation and annoyance at this stupid way of going about it. For the next 8–14 days I was not my own master for a single hour, not even to go to Steinthal’s and hear something more precise, let alone think of an obituary and the like. It is probable he has left behind something literary; I shall take care to get to see it.

You might send me the Panslavism piece when you have a chance; I shall, as soon as I have time, revise the thing and put it into a reasonable* condition—for Putnam(?) or for something else that may turn up in the meantime. The Principalities I would offer, just now while the Tuck is still going on, to an English paper or a “Monthly.” How are things going with Urquhart [...]? I have great doubts [...] so far I see no possibility. In no case will the amnesty affect us.

The stories of Moses and Mösin have made us here laugh mightily. Just like Ewerbeck! il s’est acheté une place au Père-Lachaise de la littérature française?**

Haven’t seen Golovin’s “Russia”; send me a copy or 2 copies, I shall see what it is; it is quite unknown here.

Bazancourt is still in the works [@?]; I think I’ll be done with it in about 10–14 days. You see, it doesn’t go so fast; I wasn’t able to do any preparatory work at all. If only I had my Tribune articles on the war!!! All the material has to be hunted up again. Ships against walls! can then also be served up, and we shall see that the connection is kept going.

That gold has fallen against silver can now no longer be doubted at all. But positively silver has also disappeared, though whither is not entirely clear to me. In China, in the confused state of affairs, a great deal must have been buried and hidden. Then the balance of trade has lately been exceedingly favourable for India and China vis-à-vis England, the Continent and America taken together. At any rate, very pleasant for John Bull already to be worth 6 d. in the pound less.

The money-market clouds are gathering very seriously, and the old “horizon politique” of the Constitutionnel will probably come back into honour. The affair at the Bank last Tuesday, when ] million in gold was fetched, is significant. It almost looks as if the thing were already breaking out, but it may also be merely a prelude. According to theory, Russia ought first to be completely dragged into the swindle before the crash could come; but that is probably not to be expected, and perhaps it is just as well. Another thing that greatly hampers speculation here is the high price of all raw materials, especially silk, cotton and wool; it is by no means safe*** to do the slightest thing in this field. But the English gentlemen will see a curious light when the crash**** comes. I should like to know how many shares of the continental swindle are held in England; I believe a whole mass. This time there will be a dies irae***** such as never before: the whole of European industry kaput, all markets glutted (nothing more is already being sent to India), all the possessing classes being dragged in, complete bankruptcy of the bourgeoisie, war and profligacy to the highest degree. I, too, believe that all this will be fulfilled Anno 1857, and when I saw that you were once again buying furniture, I immediately declared the thing fixed and offered to bet on it.

Adieu for today. Give my heartfelt greetings to wife and children.

Yours,
F. E.

* reasonable
** bought himself a place in the Père-Lachaise (Paris cemetery) of French literature
*** safe
**** crash
***** day of wrath