Dear Friend,

Aren't you surprised that I dare to write to you, a great philosopher? I thought I would find you in my garden yesterday, but since my girlfriend and I crept through all the alleys and failed to find our friend under this circle of heaven I spent my time finishing a rapier ribbon, it is dedicated to you. I make claim on your company tomorrow afternoon. I hear you say, “Yes, yes, I'll come.” Well good, we shall await you and then my watch will get wound. Forgive me this reminder. My girlfriend and I send you a kiss by means of sympathy – surely the air must be the same in Kneiphoff, so our kiss won't lose its sympathy-power. May you live happily and well