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July 24, 1895
IX., Berggasse 19
Daimonie [Demon], why don't you write? How are you? Don't you care at all any more about what I am doing? What is happening to the nose, menstruation, labor pains, neuroses, your dear wife, and the budding little one? True, this year I am ill and must come to you; what will happen if by chance both of us remain healthy for a whole year? Are we friends only in misfortune? Or do we also want to share the experiences of calm times with each other?
Where will you spend the month of August? We are living very contentedly in Himmel.1
Most cordial greetings.
Your
Sigm.
See note 2 to letter of May 25, 1895. The letters continue to show the Berggasse address, possibly because Freud brought his home stationery to the summer residence.