is passionately fond of walking, and he was responsible for our returning to the railway station on foot—­a distance of almost three miles—­at such a pace as I had not kept up in a long while.  After that I slept splendidly until nine, and am in a state of physical equilibrium today such as I have not enjoyed for some time.  As the rather dusty promenades in the Thiergarten do not give me enough of a shaking-up in the time that I have available for that purpose, Mousquetaire will arrive here tomorrow, so that he, with his lively gallop, may play the counterpart to the tune that politics is dancing in my head.  My plan about Berlin and the wedding immediately, etc., was certainly somewhat adventurous when you look at it in cold blood, but I hope there will be no change from July.  If I am to be tormented, as you say, with an “unendurable, dispirited, nervous being,” it is all the same in the end whether this torment will be imposed upon me by my fiancee or—­forgive the expression—­by my wife.  In either case I shall try to bear the misfortune with philosophical steadfastness; for it is to be hoped that it will not be so bad that I must dig deeper and seek Christian consolation for it.

Your very faithful B.

Berlin, July 4, ’47.

Juaninina,—­Happily, I have left Schoenhausen behind me, and do not expect to enter it again without you, mon ange. Only some business matters detain me here, which I cannot attend to today because it is Sunday; but I confidently anticipate starting for Angermuende tomorrow at four, and accordingly, unless the very improbable event occurs that I am detained outrageously in Kniephof, shall arrive in Schlawe on Thursday. * * * Farewell, my heart.  This is probably the last post-marked paper that you will receive from your Braeutigam[16] (I hate the expression).  Our banns were cried today for the first time in Schoenhausen.  Does that not seem strange to you But I had learned your given names so badly that I could mention only Johanna Eleonore:  the other six you must teach me better.  Farewell, my heart.  Many salutations to the parents.

Your very faithful B.

My Dear,—­I believe I can now reassure you most completely as to the safety of the members of the Landtag.  The Landtag was opened today, minus King and minus cheers, with quite calm discussion.  In a few words I uttered my protest against the thanks and exultation that were voted to the King, without hostilities becoming overt.  Ten thousand men of the city militia were posted for our protection, but not even a slight disturbance occurred at the palace.  I could be with you tomorrow, as there is no session, if I had ordered a carriage to meet me at Genthin this evening.  But as the whole affair apparently will come to an end this week, perhaps as early as Thursday, I was too stingy to hire a carriage.  Brauchitsch was taken violently ill again last evening. * * * Give cordial remembrances to your mother, and be of good courage.  I am much calmer than I was:  with Vincke one heart and one soul.