In governmental circles, the intrigues continued around the incidents
occasioned by the _Rheingold_, and the journalists who took their
cue from there, did not cease to expend their servile ink in writing
calumnious articles.
Finally Wagner was constrained to break the silence he had wished
to keep, by publishing a short article in the _Allgemeine Zeitung_
of Augsburg. He asserted once again in this article that he had
never offered any opposition to the execution of his work. "I should
certainly be very glad," he wrote, "if they would give up the idea of
playing it under such deplorable conditions; but if they have decided
to do so, I am entirely resigned and I have no intention of hindering
the representations."
The news from Tribschen informed me that the Master was in good
health, but the persistence of this animosity toward him had made even
his strength of mind waver for a moment. Cosima had surprised him, one
day, alone in his room, seated on a low chair and sobbing. But serenity
and cheerfulness soon came back, he applied himself again regularly to
the work which he had given up during those days of trouble, and then
all went well.
At the theatre, Kindermann--"the singing gun"--as Villiers called
him, because of his thundering voice--who interpreted the rôle of one
of the giants, studied also that of Wotan, abandoned by Betz.
They had sent to Darmstadt in all haste, for the very skilful
decorator, Brandt, and had requested him to patch up the scenery
a little if possible, but he fled away more quickly than he came,
declaring that he could not do anything with such horrors, that all
would have to be remade.
The management did not give up, however, for the _Rheingold_ was
announced for the 22nd September.
All the visitors who had come to Munich from different countries went
away again, one after another. Liszt was the first to go. Without doubt
he went secretly to Lucerne to see his daughter. Madame Muchanoff paid
us a farewell visit. She herself would pass through Lucerne and make a
visit to Wagner. Richter was already at Tribschen and Schuré would also
go there.
We were the last to leave Munich, in spite of the anonymous letters
which we daily received, threatening us with all sorts of retribution
unless we went at once. "It is you who have prevented the theatre from
carrying out the King's orders; you sare the servants of a traitor,
traitors yourselves.... It is not to be endured much longer etc...."
But we were not in the least disturbed.
Cosima told me that at one time in Munich she had received each day as
many as four or five letters, in which they swore that she should die
and called her "Prussian spy."
We remained, chiefly, to give time for the crowd of visitors then at
Tribschen to leave, in order that we should not encumber that delicious
retreat. Finally they called us back there with such a charming and
affectionate insistence, assuring us that there was no longer any one
there, that we suddenly decided to go.
And, face to the enemy, we quitted Munich, without resentment against
that pretty city, where we had received from all those who were not in
league with the Court faction, the most sympathetic and cordial welcome.