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Correspondence from Bertha Busch to Gerald Yorke
Karlsruherstrasse 2. Berlin-Halensee.
[Undated: circa mid December 1931]
My dear boy,
I did want to write to you myself. I am alright again as far as health is concerned—I mean I have no time to be ill—but we do not know how to manage any further—I got Stories translated and am trying to get Mortaldello on to a Film—but mean while we have to live.
Do get after your friends to keep us going.
We can pay then as soon as one business is put over—and I am sure we will do it.
How can we work when we must expect to be on the streets in 3 weeks time—A.C. is very down hearted—I am afraid he will collapse—Then where will I be.
Hope for you to do your best.
Love yours mother Bill
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