My highly esteemed friend,
Your dear letter dated January 2nd enclosing 15$ and my old letter regarding the coin is before me. I am really at a loss what to say! Where to find words for your generosity, for your benevolence, and wonderful good heartedness and kindness. To know that you yourself are dependent on your salary and to have that big heart to help a woman who is almost a stranger to you! Thanks a thousand times. The simpler my words of thanks are, the truer and sincere they are, believe me! I am only formenting my brain what I could do for you?? I return my silly letter regarding the coin. I see the account of its origin is all right, I did not leave out anything. Please excuse me troubling you about it. If I make mistakes, it is not to be wondered at. I have my work, my household, and my correspondence to attend to. Besides, if I live to see the day, the 4th of February I shall be 79 years of age. I suppose you will receive this letter on or about February 4th. Please, Mr. Lippincott, say a prayer for me on that day. Will you kindly?
Imagine of a woman of my age 79 having to work for her living! I love to work, love my lessons, and thank Heaven through my art can sing every note clearly and perfect like a woman of 30. That bad spell of kidney trouble has left me entirely, but now my poor limbs do not obey any longer. They are beginning to be lazy. I don’t think I would be able to take a little walk through the Zoological Garden with my dear little friend Hall Lippincott. It is a sweet remembrance I am carrying with me! That is all we have today, the dear remembrances.
A great event happened Sunday last, January 17th. My daughter and husband returned from Russia after an absence of 11½ months! They arrived at 7:20 A.M. station Zoo. I got up at 5:30 A.M. so as not to miss their arrival. Of course I went to the station to meet them and they came with their Coupé baggage to my house and had breakfast. Altogether we were 9 people at the breakfast table. All had tea and rolls, butter, and sausage, one for Olga and her husband as they had no sausages in Russia. Olga and Max are residing with a very dear friend of mine, as my apartment, as you know, only consists of 3 rooms. I am happy to know Olga safe at home. The journey took 9 days!! a longer journey than to New York. How long their stay will be here, they do not know it. Maybe he has to fulfill another order for his firm, so build another machine in some other part of Russia. I hope not.
Kindly give Miss Dunbar sincere greetings. I thank her for her New Years wishes and reciprocate heartily. God bless you, dear, dear friend. God reward you for your goodness. Keep well and happy. Always remain as you are. Loyal, diligent and faithful. God’s blessing on you. Once more, may God bless you.
Thanking you once more sincerely, believe me as ever your true and very grateful
[Ed: a little background about the following story: Friedrich Wilhelm Viktor August Ernst, Crown Prince of Germany (Marmorpalais, 6 May 1882 - Hechingen, 21 July 1951); married in Berlin on 6 June 1905 Duchess Cecilie of Mecklenburg-Schwerin (Schwerin, 20 September 1886 - Bad Kissingen, 6 May 1954)
Rubbing of Moroccan coin
The Marokko Coin
Kronsonprince Wilhelm married May 6th, 1905. He married Cäcilie, the daughter of the Grand Duke Friedrick Franz III of Mecklenberg Schwerin.
Krosonprince Wilhelm is the oldest son of the late, rather ex, Emperor Wilhelm, now residing in Doorn, Holland.
There were great festivities in town and many sovereigns of other countries came to be witness of the great ceremonies, of the pomp and the parade which moved along Unter the Linden. To see this wonderful train I was invited by my lady friend Mrs. Dora Bauer Sachse to come to her apartment Under the Linden No. 13 in the house of the Bankhouse Bleichräder. My lady friend had a wonderful balcony and it was really a marvelous sight—the state carriages, the horses, the pages, and all the guests, everybody in festive attire. And on that day, May 6th, 1905, on my lady friend’s balcony, I made the acquaintance of the Embassy of Marocca, both in full dress attire, a sight for itself. My name Corelli was quite familiar to them and when the procession was over, the Marokko people asked permission to drive me to my apartment. It was a large 4 seat Landau, 2 horses (so fancy) and these people in their national dress and I in plain civil dress, it was quite a sensation Unter the Linden. To return this compliment in some way, I arranged a nice concert for them the next day in the hall of Sterns Conservatory. I had fine carpets and low stools for them to sit on. It was quite a success. The 3rd day of their Berlin stay, the 2 Ambassadors and their interpreters were my guests for 6 o’clock tea. The interpreter told me that I must buy my meat at the at the Genisch[Jewish?] butcher, that they would not touch any other, and begged me to buy veal. So I bought veal cutletts and lettice—they do not use knives nor forks, but eat everything with their fingers. They have some person cut their meat and after every bite they use a finger bowl to cleanse their fingers. Lettice was also eaten that way. After that little lunch I had some more music and then the ambassador made me a present of the coin in your possession, telling me that it was the only coin of its kind existing, that the Sultan himself stamped—coined it.
I am more than happy to know the coin in your possession. You are really the only deserving person in my acquaintance worthy to possess it.
[It is likely that the above coin is a common one rather than one struck by the Sultan. Check out this web site. In any event, we can't find the coin in Hall's coin collection, so it is likely that he tracked down the ID and then, uncharacteristically, didn't take care to keep the coin.]
Chevalier Ernest Thorn, a conjurer, whose name is surely familiar to you, had a great collection of coins, silver and gold, and begged[?] the life out of me to let him have the Marocco coin—he even offered me 100 marks for it, but you see, the money did not tempt me, I did not let him have it.