maintained me, and so on; and that would be as domineering as it would be insulting to me. The latter is believable because Pastor Kavel said: Schlinke would be as dear to him as I am, it would have to happen for his sake or for his satisfaction; but this would mean insulting my bride; or make the world believe as if I got it second hand. That's why my decision is, either I now get engaged to my bride, who has been cleansed of everything, or -- -- the thought is terrible. --

Before I had even been to the Pastor, I complained about my matter to Mr. Kook, who found Kavel's opinion very presumptuous and who told me that I couldn't put up with that. --

Yes, how worthy would I be of my lovely Bertha if I allowed myself to be patronized like that? --

By the way, Mr. Kook said that marriage is the most beautiful time in human life, which should not be shortened at any cost; It is also the most suitable to give the future marriage a noble direction if it is used carefully. What a wonderful friend old Kook is.

( 172 ) July 4th [November], 1839.
Br. Teichelmann, to whom I told what had happened yesterday, was very indignant at Pastor Kavel's presumption and said that I could not put up with it for the sake of my office.

July 5th [November], 1839.
Br. Teichelmann told me that he had written a letter to Pastor Kavel to confront him about his overbearing rule over us. Fearing that his irritability would make things worse, I asked him to wait at least another eight days until we could see what turn things were taking; what he put up with.

July 6th [November], 1839.
I went to Klemzig today with great excitement, but Mr. Fiedler wasn't at home, and without him I didn't want to talk to Pastor Kavel, especially since Bertha herself advised me against it. Even if my journey so far was in vain, Berha's love compensated me richly. For the first hour I couldn't get rid of the sadness that last Sunday had brought upon me, but she knew how to drive it away by her assurance of her love and loyalty. Pastor Kavel's intention to report her relationship with Schlinke to Germany seemed like a disgrace to him. During that hour of the evening we were in the garden, leaving Mr. Füssli alone. When I went home, she accompanied me for a bit, which she herself had suggested. Oh, what happiness it is to love and be loved; We both had to admit that we had never felt it so vividly and that we had never imagined that we would share the same,

July 6th [November], 1839.
I went to Klemzig again in the hope of speaking to Mr. Fiedler this evening. Since I didn't meet him right away, I visited Pastor Kavel. When I asked him about the