Jan^y 7^th 1923

Dear Brill

Now as I hear your name so often men-
tioned by D^r Asch, I will not go far into
the new year without reopening our
correspondence. Especially as I may suspect
that there is something wrong between
us again. In your last letter (I think)
you spoke of , £ 40 you had to send me
and I felt uncanny as soon as I read it,
knowing your complex and regretting
that my last acceptance of # 500 had
not quieted you down.

I fact I am pretty well off and there is
no prospect of my practice decreasing as long
as I can work.

I am still dissatisfied by you, having to
treat you as a naughty beloved child.
You did not appear at the Congress, where
your presence was highly desirable. When
I saw █████ I learned that you
had attempted to treat a case of such
severity, on the limit of curability, by
giving her half hours; I know from
different quarters that you have given
up the lying position of the patient
on account of the prudish resistance
of American ladies; your contributions
to the Journal were very scanty in fact
etc and on the whole I think you
have submitted far too much to the
two big vices of America, the greed
for money and the respect of public
opinion. There is none else to tell you
so than myself and I think I acquire
the right to do so by my affection for you.

I heard from █████ your criticism that I was [...]
wrong by in designing Frink to become the
leader of your group, as leaders are not
nominated but grow’ out of the situation
and their powers. But mark, my boy
I never nominated him, in fact I have
no claim and no influence for such an
interference; all I did was to beg you
to assist him, not to prevent him, if he tried
to raise himself to such a position. As your
personal ambitions seems to be satisfied enough
and you had met with strong obstacles
yourself. My personal esteem of Frink is
largely based on his challenging public
opinion and being afraid of the famous
„scandal“. He is an excellent fellow besides
and I would be glad if you got into very
intimate connection between each other.
He I had a wire from him after his marriage
in Paris, they may now be in Egypt.

Our friend Asch is a remarkably nice
and kind man, but a tough case for ana-
lysis. He has no analytic attitude at all,
lives in the clouds, finds all possible
faults with me, forgetfulness, an inclination
to fall asleep during analysis, a tendency
to slighten him compared to others and
cannot be brought to see what all this means.
Yet I do not despair of his success, he is no
Oberndorf, it will only take a lot of
time. Keep my judgment to yourself.

And now with my best, kindest wishes
for you and your family to work
last all the year through

I am affectionately
Yours
Freud