are the main thing, to the rest you will either gradually find remedies 
or— get used to them. My especial envy is directed of course to the 
wine cellar and the cellars generally for which we may sigh in vain 
here in London. 

You must indeed have risen tremendously in the eyes of old Collett 
since you and Longuet have got Clemenceau round to the only ‘cor- 
rect’ view about Tunis. I can very well imagine the old man’s en- 
thusiasm at seeing the truly orthodox policy preached in a large Paris 
daily. Fancy the old buffer, who all his life has defended the power of 
the Crown, now talking of a saviour of the Republic. 

We are going on here much in the usual way, excepting that we 
have Mrs Pauli here who brings her eldest step-daughter to Manches- 
ter where she is going to stay some time with an old friend of Pauli’s. 
She is not quite so stout as she was but quite as lively. Last Sunday by 
a godsend we got some wa/dmeister,* and with the help of a dozen of 
Moselle we brewed three bowls of Maitrank» which were duly emp- 
tied by a——rather numerous— company. There were fourteen of us, 
and they were very jolly. Lenchen was there also and told me this 
morning it had not very well agreed with her: ‘she never had such 
a Katzenjammer< in her life’ (please don’t let it out!). Mrs Pauli is very 
sorry she cannot see you here this time and wishes to be most kindly 
remembered to you. 

Hartmann called yesterday with the news that he is off to America, 
it is a good thing for him, he could never settle down here properly 
until he got work for a short time in Siemens’ electric factory in Wool- 
wich but that is at an end now too. He talks of coming back in a few 
months. 

Pumps is going on as usual, suffers now and then from headaches, 
my only complaint is an increasing left-ear deafness, I hope the sum- 
mer may cure it. 

Kind regards to you and Longuet. Pumps sends her love and I join 
her in it. 

Yours affectionately, 

F. Engels