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deutsche Revolution von 1848', Historische Zeitschrift (1953) p. 533. See also Marx to Engels, MEW xxxi 93 f.

85.MEW vi 503.

86.The translation is by the Chartist, Ernest Jones.

87.K. Marx, 'To the Workers of Cologne', MEW vi 519.

88.MEW vi 505.

89.Cf. Marx to Cluss, MEW xxvm 733; also Jenny Marx to Weydemeyer, MEW

xxvii607.

90.Jenny Marx to Lina Scholer, in L. Dornemann, Jenny Marx, p. 136.

91. Marx to Engels, MEW xxvii 137.

92.K. Marx, MEW vi 528.

93.Marx to Weydemeyer, MEW xxvii 500.

94.Jenny Marx, 'Short Sketch of an Eventful Life', Reminiscences, p. 225.

95.Marx to Engels, MEW xxvii 139.

96.Ibid., 142.

97.K. Marx, 'To the Editor of La Presse', MEW vi 529.

98.Marx to Weydemeyer, ME W XXVII 506.

99.Marx to Engels, MEW XXVII 141.

F I V E

London

One comes to see increasingly that the emigration must turn everyone into a fool, an ass, and a common knave unless he contrives to get completely away from it.

Engels to Marx, MEW XXVII 186.

I . T H E F I R S T Y E A R I N L O N D O N

Nothing, it has been said, endures like the temporary. When Marx came to England certainly he had no idea that he would make it his permanent home. For years he shared the view of most of his fellow-refugees that a new round of revolutions would soon break out on the Continent. Like the early Christians awaiting the Second Coming, they regarded their present life as of little importance compared to the great event that was to come. This partly accounts for the ad hoc nature of much of Marx's life during what was in fact to be a long and sleepless night of exile.

Leaving Jenny and the children behind in Paris, Marx crossed the Channel on 24 August 1849 in the company of the Swiss communist Seiler and Karl Blind, a young Democrat from Baden. Probably on his arrival in London he temporarily stayed in Karl Blind's lodgings above a coffee-house in Grosvenor Square: this, anyway, was the address he used for correspondence. His prospects were bleak. 'I am in a really difficult position,' he wrote soon after his arrival, 'my wife's pregnancy is far advanced. She must leave Paris by 15 September and I don't know where I am to rake together the necessary money for her travel and our settling here.'1 Jenny had difficulty extending her visa even to 15 September (when the lease on their Paris house expired), and arrived in London on the seventeenth with her three small children and the birth of her fourth less than three weeks away. She was met by Georg Weerth, a wholesaler trader who was one of the founder members of the Communist League and had worked on the Neue Rheinische Zeitung. He found them a furnished room in a Leicester Square boarding house which they soon left, moving to a two-roomed flat in the fashionable area off the King's Road

in Chelsea. T h e rent was high (about £6 a month2) but their own meagre resources were supplemented by money from Jenny's mother, and they managed for the time being. 'On 5 November,' Jenny wrote in her memoirs, 'while the people outside were shouting " G u y Fawkes for ever" and small masked boys were riding the streets on cleverly-made donkeys and all was in an uproar, my poor little Heinrich was born. We call him Little Fawkes in honour of the great conspirator." Thus, as Weerth remarked, Marx had four nations in his family, each of his children having been born in a different country.

T h e Marx family soon moved from the Chelsea flat. When they had been there scarcely more than six months, trouble with their landlady and a lack of ready cash caused their summary eviction. Jenny related what happened shortly afterwards in a letter to Weydemeyer:

I shall describe to you just one day of that life, exactly as it was, and you will see that few emigrants, perhaps, have gone through anything like it. As wet-nurses here are too expensive I decided to feed my child myself in spite of continual terrible pains in the breast and back. But the poor little angel drank in so much worry and hushed-up anxiety that he was always poorly and suffered horribly day and night. Since he came into the world he has not slept a single night, two or three hours at the most and that rarely. Recently he has had violent convulsions, too, and has always been between life and death. In his pain he sucked so hard that my breast was chafed and the skin cracked and the blood often poured into his trembling little mouth. I was sitting with him like that one day when our landlady came in. We had paid her 250 thalers during the winter and had an agreement to give the money in the future not to her but to her own landlord, who had a bailiffs warrant against her. She denied the agreement and demanded five pounds that we still owed her. As we did not have the money at the time (Naut's letter did not arrive until later) two bailiffs came and sequestrated all my few possessions - linen, beds, clothes - everything, even my poor child's cradle and the best toys of my daughters, who stood there weeping bitterly. They threatened to take everything away in two hours. I would then have to lie on the bare floor with my freezing children and my bad breast. Our friend Schramm hurried to town to get help for us. He got into a cab, but the horses bolted and he jumped out and was brought bleeding back to the house, where I was wailing with my poor shivering children.

We had to leave the house the next day. It was cold, rainy and dull. My husband looked for accommodation for us. When he mentioned the four children nobody would take us in. Finally a friend helped us, we paid our rent and I hastily sold all my beds to pay the chemist, the baker, the butcher and the milkman who, alarmed at the sight of the sequestration, suddenly besieged me with their bills. The beds

which we had sold were taken out and put on a cart. What was happening? It was well after sunset. We were contravening English law. The landlord rushed up to us with two constables, maintaining that there might be some of his belongings among the things, and that we wanted to make away abroad. In less than five minutes there were two or three hundred persons loitering around our door - the whole Chelsea mob. The beds were brought in again - they could not be delivered to the buyer until after sunrise next day. When we had sold all our possessions we were in a position to pay what we owed to the last farthing. I went with my little darlings to the two small rooms we are now occupying in the German hotel, 1 Leicester St, Leicester Square. There for £5 per week we were given a humane reception.4

On expulsion from their house in Chelsea in April 1850 they found a permanent lodging in two rooms in 64 Dean Street, a house belonging to a Jewish lace dealer where Heinrich Bauer, treasurer of the refugee committee, also lived. Jenny described the summer there with the four children as 'miserable'.5 Prospects in London were so bleak that Marx considered emigrating to the United States together with Engels. He prepared the ground for a continuation of his publishing projects there and went as far as to find out the price of the ticket; but this was 'hellishly expensive'6 and instead the Marx family merely moved up the street to number 28, while Engels departed to work in his father's firm in Manchester. T h e move was prompted by the death of Guido, born just a year previously, who died suddenly from convulsions caused by meningitis - the first of the three children to die in Dean Street.

In spite of these difficulties, Marx was very active politically. His first few months in London were taken up by three interrelated activities: his work on behalf of refugees in the framework of the German Workers' Educational Association;7 the reorganisation of the Communist League; and his efforts to start a monthly journal on the pattern of the Neue Rheinische Zeitung. He regarded all three as means of rebuilding the 'Marx party' as it had existed in Cologne in 1848.8

T h e day after Jenny's arrival in London, a Committee for the Assistance of German Political Refugees was elected by a general assembly of the Association to which it was to present monthly accounts. Marx was one of the chosen members along with Blind, Bauer, Pfander and Fuster. The committee immediately began to collect money through personal contacts and newspaper appeals, both mainly in Germany. After only two months, however, the committee had to be reconstituted. For with the departure of Blind and Fuster and the arrival of Willich in London, the orientation of the committee became too extreme for radical republicans such as Struve and Heinzen who tried to form (separate from the

Association) a new and politically more moderate committee. Although these efforts (which were renewed in the following April) failed, they did lead to the reconstitution of the original committee - with Engels and Willich elected to the two vacant seats and a change of name to the Social-Democratic Committee for the Assistance of German Refugees. (This disagreement was part of a wider split among the refugees, for the orthodox republicans, led by Struve and Heinzen, formed a Workers' League in opposition to the Association.) The new committee, of which Marx became President and Engels Secretary, was very active during the following year: It raised over £300 and helped more than 500 refugees, though the original generous donations decreased as numbers grew. A hostel was set up in the summer of 1850 to house eighteen refugees and feed about forty: the plan was to make the hostel self-supporting by turning it into a multi-purpose factory staffed by refugees. But these ideas never materialised: the committee in fact ceased to function when the split in the Communist League occurred in September 1850.

Marx also participated in other activities of the Association: as well as attending the picnics and dances it organised and participating in its fencing and chess, he delivered a course of lectures entitled 'What is bourgeois property?' - beginning in November and continuing through the first half of 1850. He had started to give a few private lectures in his house to a small circle of friends, and was persuaded to make them available to a wider audience by addressing crowded meetings in the Association's first-storey premises in Great Windmill Street. A vivid description of Marx's pedagogical method is given by Wilhelm Liebknecht, the future founder of the German Socialist party who had become an unwavering disciple of Marx after their meeting at one of the Association's picnics:

Marx proceeded methodically. He stated a proposition - the shorter the better, and then demonstrated it in a lengthier explanation, endeavouring with utmost care to avoid all expressions incomprehensible to the workers. Then he requested his audience to put questions to him. If this was not done he commenced to examine the workers, and he did this with such pedagogic skill that no flaw, no misunderstanding, escaped him. On expressing my surprise about his dexterity I learned that Marx had formerly given lectures on political economy in the workers' club in Brussels. At all events he had the qualities of a good teacher. He also made use of a blackboard, on which he wrote the formulas - among them those familiar to all of us from the beginning of Capital

Another account of more lurid discussions in Great Windmill Street is contained in the following description by a Prussian government spy