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Dear Friends:
This letter is late because of Easter. I was away for five days, which incidentally enabled me to get on faster with the revision of the Sammlungen articles.
I regret to announce, if you do not already know of it, the news of Dr Rorschach's death, I suppose the ablest of the Swiss. I sent an official letter of condolence to the widow in the name of the Association. Will Rank please arrange for an obituary in the Z, and I will have it translated for the J. Perhaps Sachs would do this?
I enclose the Tannenbaum review for Budapest.2 The last number of his Journal contains such scandalous and unpardonable personalities about Professor, and the whole affair is such a scurrilous rag which can have no standing whatever even in America, that I should like to ask the opinion of the Committee if it would not be more dignified on our part to ignore it altogether as being not a scientific periodical. Really, to review the various articles seems to me an impossible task, for each one demands an article equally long to contradict the gross misstatements and errors, which is certainly not worth while. To argue with every wretched opponent, whose influence is often transitory, is not only a physically impossible waste of energy and time, but also, as Professor has shown by his example, not the most dignified or successful course.
In the same connection I may say that Stanley Hall3 now regularly writes the rubric on Psa for the Amer. J. of Psychology, and makes a pretty mess of it. For instance, a novel which violently attacks Psa, and incidentally gives a grotesque caricature of myself, he praises for the author's »remarkable interpretation of Psa«. On the other hand he has detected the McCann fraud of the dream book4 and, full of a bad conscience about his
own theft of Gradiva5, waxes indignant over anyone's publi