Here is one of his letters, one of the gayest of them It is
charming, but sad:--
"I send you my little stock. Carry it instantly to Monsieur
Heugel, the music-publisher in the Rue Vivienne, next door to
Michel Levy's. Go the day afterwards to Michel Levy's for the
answer. Read it, and if it shows that Monsieur Heugel buys my
songs, go to him with the blank receipt, herein inclosed, which
you will fill up as he will point out, according to the usual
conditions. It is ten dollars a song; but as there is a poor song
among them, and money I must have, take whatever he gives you; but
you must pretend as if you expected ten dollars for each song.
This money must be used to take up Saccault's note, which is due
the fifteenth. Take the address of the holder, and pay it before
it is protested. You will be allowed till the next day to pay it.
Be active in this matter, and let me hear how things turn out. I
cannot, in reason, in my present situation, take a room at a rent
of a hundred and twenty dollars a year.[E] We have cares enough
for the present; therefore let us not sow that seed of
embarrassment which flowers every three months in the shape of
quarterly rent.
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