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Vienna, August 15, 1877
Querido Berganza
Your letter from Zborov1 brought me the reassuring news that your circumstances are idyllic. I wonder whether at this moment you find yourself on the very ground of the great martial epic2, or are you perhaps on the tragic soil of Siberia? I hope that the former is the case, and am therefore addressing this letter to your hometown. For if you were in Irkutsk, my letter would have no hope. An official, imperial and royal Russian letter-filcher would read it and discover so much that is incomprehensible, and among what is comprehensible