Went with Kreuzberg from Dessau to his landlord, who has to execute the large playbill (tablet in black marble). Wagner had the idea of commemorating the first performance and those involved with a memorial plaque, so I too will be engraved on it and my name will shine in gold. Once the playbill is finished, I will copy it.
6 a.m. Scenes 3 and 4 of Das Rheingold with orchestra. Again, much has been changed. Betz, Schlosser, Hill, and Vogl accept it because Wagner makes it so. Later, they will care little about it and play as they please. Today it turns out that we have too much Nibelungen (30).
It’s too crowded in the small space, crisscrossed by rocky outcrops. I’ll pick out the best and perform the scene with just 15 gymnasts. Arrival of Mrs. Materna, Niemann, Miss Scheffsky. Exchanged photographs with my friend Mottl; I wrote on mine:
“Your name is Felix!
You are Felix[1], just like me,
Because we both are in Bayreuth.”
[1] Latin: felix = lucky, fortunate, happy.