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October 31, 1897
IX., Berggasse 19
Dear Wilhelm,
I am so glad to have a letter from you again (the third since Berlin) that I have banished all thoughts of retaliation. And that something whole is shaping itself for you, and biological types are beginning to appear, as well as your parallel between birth and falling ill — all that seems enchanting to me and to hold out a promise of much more in the very near future.
Your nephew — allegedly called Georg, for I have not yet spoken to his father — is all Rie: long, lean, with all the features of the paternal family, not yet masked by baby fat. You must know as much, or more than I, about the details of his birth. Rumor has it that you knew date and sex in advance. I was reassured to learn that her temperature is 36.4[°C] today. On account of my first lecture (eleven students) I could not go there last night; they may, by the way, have been grateful for my not visiting them at that time.
Dr. G.1 is what you say about him and, above all, still unreliable in his character, made of too poor family material. I have tried to meet in full my obligation as his teacher. He has learned a lot, understands