It seems things have got into a scrape. Well, it will go through; it
cannot get wholly to sleep again now.... The notice of an incipient
society—how am I to do that? Without names, without details.... I have
often announced that one was going to be formed,—before my Berlin trip
and before Bern,—and nothing ever came of it. People will not believe
my word any longer. Possibly the inclosed? If you agree, send it to
the printer. Anyhow, such a notice can be made at the last moment, and
you who are on the spot will know best what there is that can be said.