| Author(s) | Friedrich Engels |
|---|---|
| Written | 6 February 1892 |
ENGELS TO FILIPPO TURATI
IN MILAN
London, 6 February 1892
122 Regent's Park Road, N.W.
Dear Sir,
Se io lo conosco,[1] the illustrious Bovio?[2] Ma dopo molti anni, dopo la vecchia Internationale,[3] when I encountered his articles at every turn in Italian socialist literature. At the time, I used to read them, and the more I read the less clear they became — ho capi nagott.[4] To use his own words, non ricordo tempo più confusionario.[5] To make things worse, in the end I did not know which of the two of us, he or I, was the confusionario. However, on the whole, he is a good fellow, a pedant, it is true, but a generous and amiable one (which is never the case with our German pedants) and, as you say, a Victor Hugo type, a grandiose character, a man of broad views, who reconciles you with his personality, even if you fight the party which he supports. I quite understand that he should be idolised by your youth. If I were young, I would be mad about him, I would worship him, but unfortunately I am 71, not 17.
This is my answer. Naturally it is slightly touched with irony — without which I would be unable to communicate with him — but, I hope, it is a civil answer. Would you be so kind as to translate it into Italian?
Sempre suo[6]
F. Engels