Heh, I read that in "Solange wir zu zweit sind" yesterday and was wondering if I should comment on it! It's from Fritz' letter to Wilhelmine on January 11th: In order to give you an exact picture of our pleasures on Epiphany, I must be a little more detailed. It all comes down to a bean. Anyone who finds it baked into their piece of cake has to give a coffee. In the evening there was a masked ball. I appeared as Scaramuccio. After supper, the party lasted until one o'clock in the morning. The next day there was coffee and in the evening there was a ball without masks, the day before yesterday there was coffee and a masked ball, yesterday a big game of chance, today coffee and, when Prince Heinrich comes, a masked ball. Today I dress up as a lady, even as a widow. But to make the joy perfect, I miss you, dearest sister, because in spite of everything I always think of you.