Letter to Hermann Engels, January 26, 1893


ENGELS TO HERMANN ENGELS

IN BARMEN

London, 26 January 1893

Dear Hermann,

What the deuce is going on? Yesterday there was first of all a telegram from Vienna, then one from Dresden, then, at five o'clock this morning, one from New York and, at 11 this morning, your own—all inquiring after my health. Well, I haven't felt better for a long time, I can again walk an English mile, I over- rather than under-indulged in good things at Christmastime, am game for anything and perfectly fit for work and now all of a sudden I'm supposed to be seriously ill!

I telegraphed back to you immediately, saying I was perfectly hale and hearty, and this I hereby confirm. Next summer I hope I shall be able to give all of you visual proof of the fact.

My love to all the relatives, also to Emma[1] and your children and grandchildren and, finally, to you yourself from

Your old

Friedrich

  1. Emma Engels