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Csorbató, July 13, 1917
Dear friend,
We confirm with thanks the receipt of a shipment of bread and cheese from Fräulein Ilona Berger. The bread came at the psychological moment in which the hotel had run out of bread for the first time; to be sure, only for the shortest time.—
I had to interrupt the letter because there came one of those terrible gusts of wind which one can't withstand. Unfortunately, we are having miserable weather, dense fog, or constant rain or storm, and a coldness of 7° C, in which no feeling of summer or joy in nature arises. Let us hope this isn't regular Tatra weather. It could be so very beautiful at times.
Frau G. visited us again on Wednesday, July 11, this time in the company of her sister and unfortunately also old Frau von Freund, so that I was also unable to exchange a word with her. We have the intention of returning the visit in Lomnitz as soon as possible, but in these last few days or today it has been impossible.
Sachs is supposed to arrive today, but there were difficulties with his lodging. Until the 24th he could, of course, have had the room that I rented for you from the 18th. I don't know what to do with him until the 18th. Perhaps Garai will advise.
A [female] admirer and patient of Jung's has sent me his last little book about the ucs. processes,1 so I will correct my judgment about the noble one! But that can wait. I got an indifferent letter from Pfister, who just happens to be criticizing this book ungraciously, and says in passing that he is being investigated on account of his ΨA—a heroic phrase, in the bargain; but I don't think much of it.