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Carmel
22. 11. 35
Dear Father Freud,
On days like today I wish you were here: we go for walks and bring back the flowers we have picked on the way-autumn crocuses, crocuses, narcissi-and which are all now standing nicely on our mantelpiece. Nature everywhere makes up for the disappointments which mankind never tires of creating. But perhaps you, too, are having lovely weather and are able to go out a little to Hochroterd, where there must surely also be autumn crocuses. At any rate, the news I got of you from Dr. Eitingon when I lunched with him in Jerusalem was gratifying-in what good fettle you were, how much pleasure you were getting from your collections and how your enjoyment of the Erziehung was unabated. That is splendid, and you will be pleased to hear that up to a few weeks ago 3000 copies had already been sold. That's a large number by today's standards, for our readers have grown poorer and the press sees to it that large sections of Germans outside Germany never get to the point of enjoying our books. Foreign editions are being prepared in America, England and France and in Italy too-censorship permitting-and in Czechoslovakia, Poland and Denmark, but not here, nor in Sweden, where the book has already been turned down by three publishers and where the Nazis have a lot of influence. The Spanish edition will no doubt appear in the Argentine and there will be some delay before