Letter 187 of 189

Letter

He shall sustain thee."

God we are fresh and well,except that we are gettingtired of the whole business,and nothingwould satisfy Jonas but to have a sore legalso,havingknocked it against a chest

; so great is the power of human envy, that he would not permit me to be the sole possessor of a lame leg.

I herewith commit you to We would gladlybe free and set out on our homeward journey,if God permittedit.

Your obedient servant, Luther's last letter to his wife is preservedin the room in which he died in He preached for the last time on Matthew xi. 25, exhortingthe peopleto cleave to the Master,who calls the weak and w^eary to "I could say much more, but am weak, so will leave it alone,"he concluded.

To my dear,kind wife,Katherine Grace and peace in the We hope to return home this week, if God will.

God has richlymanifested His grace towards us here, for the lords, through their Council, have arrangedeverything, except two or three things, one of which is that the two brothers. Counts

Albrecht, should again become brothers, which I shall try to accomplishto-day, through invitingthem to be my guests " so that they may converse with one another, for till now they have been dumb, embittering each other with letters.

In other respects the young gentlemen have been very happy, riding out together on sledgeswith the tinglingof fools' bells,the young ladies accompanying them, all joking and in high spirits.

Gebhardt's son beingamong the number.

From this one may see that God is the hearer of prayer.

I send you some trout, which the Albrecht has sent me.

She is delighted with the reconcihation.

Thy sons are still at Luther will see well to them.

We are provided with meat and drink like lords, and have every attention paid us " indeed too much, so that we might forget you at Jonas's leg has been very bad, holes appearing in the skin, but It is reported here that Martin has been snatched away by the devil.

The report comes from It is the invention of these wiseacres, your countrymen.

Some declare that the Emperor is thirty miles from here, at French are enlisting recruits, and the But let us say and sing, that we shall wait and see what