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133Letter Nr. 33Paris, December 23, 1828To Michael,Do you know what? It is neither proper, brotherly, friendly, Warsavian,or Polish - I don't know what else - so quickly to forget a person who, if not byreason of relationship and character, at least by reason of a youth spent together,shares like sentiments and similar interests, and perhaps even by reason ofweaknesses that are inseparable from our age, possesses a definite right toyour favorable remembrance, kind sir! It is not right! Even if I had not askedyou, you should have felt obliged to write to me. You didn't know my address?You could surely have written to me in care of "poste restante." In writing toGórecki from Berlin, I included a short note to you. You surely received mynote. I gather as much from the response that I received from another person towhom I had written at the same time. Yet you did not return either heart forheart or note for note. Today who is able to influence mind and feelings?Therefore, I am angry. However, I look for improvement. Don JosephGórecki, by decree of Louis /Królikowski/, has been sentenced to pay 5 złotysto the Polish treasurer for not keeping his word. He has surely paid the penaltyalready. You had best be careful.Dear Michael, I arrived in Paris on November 18 th . After leaving thecapital of Prussia /which left a very favorable impression on me, both byreason of the industry and objects of art I saw there, as well as by reason of thepeople I met, friends of Louis Królikowski and the late Theodore Olechowski/.On my way to Lipsk, within the course of 18 hours, I passed through Poczdamand Wittenberg, famous for its beautiful monument to Luther. I failed toconnect with a coach going further, so I was forced to spend a day and a half inthis town whose level streets have become the grave of that noble child of