Letter to Friedrich Engels, December 27, 1861
|Written||27 December 1861|
First published: abridged in Der Briefwechsel zwischen F. Engels und K. Marx, Stuttgart, 1913 and in full in MEGA, Berlin, 1930.
To Engels in Manchester
[London,] 27 December 1861[edit source]
When the outside world first began to ‘dun’ me, I wrote — since I didn’t want to be always pestering you — not only to my mother and other relations, but also to Siebel. Now that young man, as I see from his letter, has again written to you. Consider the matter as non avenue.
I am extremely vexed that you should have had to give Dronke an I.O.U. for my sake. Originally, he promised to arrange the matter in less onerous a form and to give longer terms.
I don’t yet know quite how I am to weather this crisis. Whatever happens — since otherwise it would be plainly impossible — I shall write to my landlord and tell him that he cannot be paid now, that I intend to give him a bill, etc.
The court case is also going wrong. Since the point at issue turns on partnership, my lawyer considers it necessary — if I am not to be made to pay the £20 — that the case be removed from the Sheriff’s Court and taken before a Superior Court. I am due to appear at the Sheriff’s Court on January 3rd. My mistake lay in not having concluded a written contract with A. Petsch. Sidney, my attorney, believes I should be pretty safe in the Superior Court.
The rotten Presse is printing barely half my articles. They're jackasses. I wonder how they propose to pay, whether I'm expected to write individual articles on ‘spec’, or what?
In the meantime, may I wish you in advance every happiness for the New Year. If it’s anything like the old one, I, for my part, would sooner consign it to the devil.