He wrote to his wife from New Orleans, January 24, 1844:—

All these days we have had summer weather, very warm but extremely

damp; the atmosphere is very heavy, and my strings break

constantly.... Yesterday I gave my last concert in New Orleans for

this visit; I was overwhelmed with bouquets and flowers. I have

practiced speech–making, and it goes better than one would think,

as I have no facility in speaking English; but a firm will can

accomplish much.... The French are still pursuing me, that they

may hold up Vieuxtemps and Artot; they invent all manner of

outrageous stories to lower me in the public estimation, but as

yet without success. It is probable that these rumors will be

circulated in Paris, with the same end in view. Well, my dear,

one must bear much malice and misrepresentation when he has become

a public character, and you know I have already had my share; but,

at the same time, I have met with forbearance and generosity, and

this ought not to be forgotten. My life has hitherto, as you know,

been a most changeful one, and superhuman strength is sometimes

needed to enable one to stand against such infamous attacks

and—keep silence. But enough of this.... I am sorry you are not

satisfied with the nurse Miette; she is the only servant to whom I

feel really indebted for the care she has given our children, and

I believe that she loves us. Try to overlook little faults, which

are of no consequence; we must remember her good qualities, and

the attachment she has shown us in the past. Give her my

greetings, say that I am grateful for all the love she has shown

our children up to this time, and that I thank her for what I know

she will still do in the future.... My regards to the Vuillaumes.

Say that when I return I desire to play in Paris. They shall see

that I have not wasted my time during our separation....

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