{London,] 4 December 1875, midday 
122 Regent’s Park Road, N. W. 
My dear Wrdéblewski, 

This morning I awoke with so violent a cold in the head that it 
almost prevents me from talking. Hence, to my great regret, it will 
not be possible for me to attend your Polish meeting tonight, the 
more so since the evening promises to be one which will combine 

all the advantages of the Polish climate with the pleasures of an 
English fog. 

My feelings for the cause of the Polish people, feelings to which 
I am sorry not to be able to give expression tonight, will always 
remain the same; I shall always regard the liberation of Poland as 
being one of the foundation stones of the ultimate liberation of 
the European proletariat and, in particular, of the liberation of the 
other Slav nationalities. So long as the division and the subjection 
of the Polish people continues, so, too, will endure and reproduce 
itself with fatal inevitability the Holy Alliance between those who 
partitioned Poland, an alliance which signifies nothing but 
bondage for the Russian, Hungarian and German peoples, just as 
it does for the Polish people. Long Live Poland! 

Yours ever, 

F. Engels