I am well, and from Tuesday onwards there has been something new at the theatre every day, as though put on especially for me. Best of all, I have already heard one oratorio at the Sing-Akademie and also, with great satisfaction, Cortez, Cimarosa's Secret Marriage and Onslow's Colporteur. However, Handel's oratorio St. Cecilia came nearest to the ideal which I had formed of great music. None of the most cried-up singers were there except Mile Tibaldi (contralto) and the young, seventeen-year-old Schatzel whom I previously heard at the Sing- Akademie and later in the Colporteur. I liked her best in the oratorio; perhaps I was in a better mood for listening. Even then there were "buts".