Fortitude
Some years after Wolfie was buried – the particular whereabouts I am unwilling to reveal just now– my dear Johannes was laid to rest in Saint Gilgen’s cemetery. As there was no home tithed for the widow by the lake, we packed our lives away in tin trunks and returned to Salzburg – the children and I.
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posted by Nannerl at 6:45 PM
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My Dear Dodo,
I am ashamed that it has taken me so long to reply - I think you would understand and forgive more easily if I were to tell you that I have taken your advice and have been composing another song for a concert in London on the 7th December. That is now finished, except for the copying and an arrangement of a fugue by Wolfie for four hands... The dance of womanhood as you describe it carries on a pace or two! A thousand thanks for your warmth and encouragement my dear friend,
Yours,
Nannerl
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