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1926
501F
[to Frau Abraham]
Vienna, Berggasse 19
17 January 1926
Dear Frau,
Since my telegram on receiving the news of your husband's death I have put off writing to you. It was too difficult, and I hoped it would become easier. Then I fell ill myself, became feverish, and have not yet recovered. But already I see that putting it off was pointless, it is just as difficult now as it was then. I have no substitute for him, and no consolatory words for you that would tell you anything new. That we have to submit with resignation to the blows of fate you know already; and you will have guessed that to me his loss is particularly painful because I think, with the selfishness of old age, that the loss could easily have been spared for the probable short duration of my own life.
The only consolation is the news that in your brother you have found a helper who will enable you to watch over the development of your daughter and son, free from crippling cares. May you find a new and rich meaning in life from your motherhood!
I have no prospect of travelling, so I do not know whether I shall see you again. Do keep me too in your memory.
With heartfelt sympathy,
Your devoted