to church, for the Catholic one is rather far away.  This was on Sunday.  In the forenoon we dined again with the officers.  In the evening there was no music, because it was Sunday.  Thus they have music only 300 times during the year.  In the evening we might have supped at court, but we preferred being all together at the inn.  We would gladly have made them a present also of the dinners at the officers’ table, for we were never so pleased as when by ourselves; but economy rather entered our thoughts, since we were obliged to pay heavily enough at the inn.

The following day, Monday, we had music again, and also on Tuesday and Wednesday.  Madlle.  Weber sang in all thirteen times, and played twice on the piano, for she plays by no means badly.  What surprises me most is, that she reads music so well.  Only think of her playing my difficult sonatas at sight, slowly, but without missing a single note.  I give you my honor I would rather hear my sonatas played by her than by Vogler.  I played twelve times, and once, by desire, on the organ of the Lutheran church.  I presented the Princess with four symphonies, and received only seven louis-d’or in silver, and our poor dear Madlle.  Weber only five.  This I certainly did not anticipate!  I never expected great things, but at all events I hoped that each of us would at least receive eight louis-d’or.  Basta!  We were not, however, losers, for I have a profit of forty-two florins, and the inexpressible pleasure of becoming better acquainted with worthy upright Christian people, and good Catholics, I regret much not having known them long ago.

The 4th.—­Now comes something urgent, about which I request an answer.  Mamma and I have discussed the matter, and we agree that we do not like the sort of life the Wendlings lead.  Wendling is a very honorable and kind man, but unhappily devoid of all religion, and the whole family are the same.  I say enough when I tell you that his daughter was a most disreputable character.  Ramm is a good fellow, but a libertine.  I know myself, and I have such a sense of religion that I shall never do anything which I would not do before the whole world; but I am alarmed even at the very thoughts of being in the society of people, during my journey, whose mode of thinking is so entirely different from mine (and from that of all good people).  But of course they must do as they please.  I have no heart to travel with them, nor could I enjoy one pleasant hour, nor know what to talk about; for, in short, I have no great confidence in them.  Friends who have no religion cannot he long our friends.  I have already given them a hint of this by saying that during my absence three letters had arrived, of which I could for the present divulge nothing further than that it was unlikely I should be able to go with them to Paris, but that perhaps I might come later, or possibly go elsewhere; so they must not depend on me.  I shall be able to finish my music now quite at my ease for De Jean,