Greetings and a kiss first.
My dear Loschka, beloved daughter! You are probably angry, that I did not immediately have answered your letter with the most beautiful congratulations for our anniversary. There was time enough, but negligence, inertia, and laziness that were the things that kept me from it. Yes, yes my dear daughter that happens when one gets old, then you do not have any wish to do anything. Your letter of congratulations arrived on our anniversary at 19:00 AM. We were very happy, that you children do think of us old people. Your sister Mila also honored us with a congratulatory letter, which arrived a few days later. Christoph and his Julia were our only guests. We ate our dinner at 4 o’clock and had a nice roasted goose and with it a glass of delicious wine that Christoph gave to us. Our Mila child will be coming soon, maybe already Saturday or Sunday. We think she will write to us earlier, so that we can receive her at the railroad station. If you, Losching child, also can come, please let us know so that we also can receive you at the station. But we leave that completely to your wise insight. If you child can come, we would rejoice, but if you can’t make, we wish you happy holidays and that you entertain yourself well with your children.
Here it is very cold. Last week Friday, our temperature was –23 degree Reamur with closed shutters and it was said that it was –27 degrees in town and farmers even said –30 degrees. You in Liebau are not supposed to be quite as cold, but I can see from the newspaper that it was about –15 degrees. Therefore mother wants to tell you that you always should were your fur hat, since here a lot of people were the fur hats and even scarves underneath or over them.
The uncle from upstairs (tenant Sankowky) is very mad, he is cold, but what can I do. A few days ago, he came down and said “Were is my door. I want my door.” After 15 years he asks for his door. I had moved the door to Blocks apartment since he did not want it, he want to put a curtain up. But he says that does not matter, he wants his door since he is cold. Mother says: “My god, you could have rented a warm apartment long time ago.” “Well, I am going to that. You go directly to the heart of the matter. You are harsh.” And bangs the door shut. Well, I talk to the Blocks and they agree, so I disassemble the door out of their apartment and gave him his door back.
Now a little about the theater, we had a hare her, that means, not a real hare but an actor named “Hase”, a very good actor. I saw him in the “Merchant of Venice”, he played the Jew, in “Narzie” and two “Klingeberge” in these last ones he was the best. Day after tomorrow will be a new piece “The Governess” and also the opera “The golden cross”. Maybe I will be going. I still have not seen Bernhard and his wife Lida. The Sascha son visits us almost every Sunday and then is our guest.
Now good bye my dear daughter. Many greetings from Father and Mother Lietz.
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