| April 8, 1789 |
| Dearest little Wife! While the Prince is busy bargaining about horses, I am delighted to seize this opportunity to write a few lines to you, dearest little wife of my heart. How are you? I wonder whether you think of me as often as I think of you? Every other moment I look at your portrait-and weep partly for joy, partly for sorrow. Look after your health which is so precious to me and fare well, my darling! Do not worry about me, for I am not suffering any discomforts or any annoyance on this journey-apart from your absence-which, as it can't be helped, can't be remedied. I write this note with eyes full of tears. Adieu. I shall write a longer and more legible letter to you from Prague, for then I shan't have to hurry so much. Adieu. I kiss you millions of times most tenderly and am ever yours, true till death stu-stu Mozart Kiss Karl for me and give all sorts of messages to Herr and Frau von Puchberg.More very soon. |