Paris
5 July 1888
Dear Rizal,
Ventura has already cashed the money order, according to what he told me yesterday, so then I am sending you the enclosed second order.
I shall do with your books what you tell me in your post card. I have not received them until this date.
When I shall have photographs of my paintings, I shall send them to you.
I know nothing extraordinary from Manila. Outside of family news, I have no mail at all. What I do receive is the Diario de Manila that my brother-in-law has the kindness to send me. I read it to inform myself of some news of Madrid.
Are you thinking of settling on the land of the red coats?[1] I figure out that if you continue there, you will devote yourself to business.
Perhaps I may go there too, but much later, for the purpose of selling some oil paintings. We shall see what will come out of my project; this is just between us.
They have also told me that you are going to write the second part of your beautiful satire. When are you going to let me read it?
Regards from Paz and kisses from my little boy, and you know that here you may command.
Ever affectionately,
Luna
P.S.
Paz is somewhat indisposed; she has had an abortion of two months. If she continues otherwise, our little house will soon be too small. Well, well, I must paint much.
02-311 [Blumentritt V.1]
[1] England, also referred to as the “country of shopkeepers.”