Correspondence with Edith Maryon 1912–1924
GA 263 — 13 September 1923, Hildesheim
Letter from Edith Maryon
Edith Maryon to Rudolf Steiner
Sculptor's studio, Goetheanum
Dornach near Basel [probably September 13, 1923]
Thursday
Dear and honored teacher,
I hope you had a good journey and arrived in Stuttgart in the early hours of the morning without too much delay.
Mrs. Leuzinger has just come to me with a strange story. She says she has received a check from London, from two unknown ladies from the local branch - signed by Miss Maryon! and another whose name she does not remember - (unfortunately she did not bring the check and letter with her). The amount was for about 380 francs and was half of what she (according to the accompanying letter) had spent for the ladies for the passports and the trip to England; the other half of the money would be sent in a few days. Only, said Mrs. Leuzinger, she has not spent anything at all and does not understand the matter at all, but has asked everyone what this was all about, and finally she came to me. I advised her either to send the check back to the two ladies and say that she had nothing to do with the matter, or to wait for Mrs. Mackenzie's arrival in a few days and discuss the matter with her. It was not exactly easy to understand what had happened, because Mrs. Leuzinger was not very clear on some points of her account; and she did not make a move to get the letter, which might have made something clear. I also don't know if the matter is complicated by the price of the eurythmy figures. They must be very careless in London to make something like that. Perhaps you or Frau Doktor know something about the story!
I have to write rather hastily, otherwise the letter will not arrive at the post office.
It is very boring here, I wish I could travel to Stuttgart! I need new thoughts very much - perhaps one learns them at Dr. Unger's lecture on Monday!
I feel much the same, just a bit of pain in a place where it shouldn't be, but it will pass.
I hope my time in Stuttgart won't be too exhausting and disgusting.
With warmest thoughts and greetings
Edith Maryon