4.

Milan, Feb. 10, 1770.

SPEAK of the wolf, and you see his ears! I am quite well, and
impatiently expecting an answer from you. I kiss mamma's hand,
and send you a little note and a little kiss; and remain, as
before, your----What? Your aforesaid merry-andrew brother,
Wolfgang in Germany, Amadeo in Italy.

DE MORZANTINI.



5.

Milan, Feb. 17, 1770.

Now I am in for it! My Mariandel! I am so glad that you were so
tremendously merry. Say to nurse Urserl that I still think I sent
back all her songs, but if, engrossed by high and mighty thoughts
of Italy, I carried one off with me, I shall not fail, if I find
it, to enclose it in one of my letters. Addio, my children,
farewell! I kiss mamma's hands a thousand times, and send you a
thousand kisses and salutes on your queer monkey face. Per fare
il fine, I am yours, &c.