One day Marianne caught a mouse in the kitchen. She grabbed it by the tail and wanted to throw it in Ida's face as she entered the kitchen. From then on, Ida could not be induced to eat anything at her grandmother's for a long time and preferred to ask for food from the neighbours to satisfy her hunger. ‐ After the death of her grandmother Tuchmann, Ida came to Nuremberg to further her education in the house of her aunt Karoline Hopf, where she stayed until her marriage. In Karoline Hopf she found a real mother whom she adored with heartfelt gratitude and later could not praise enough to her children. ‐ In 1865 Ida married Wolf Oettinger from Sulzbürg, who, shortly before his marriage, had moved from there to Neumarkt (in the Upper Palatinate), 5 hours away. Presumably, this exceptionally clever and subtle woman did not find the full recognition from her husband that she had expected from her own noble disposition. Wolf Oettinger was an eminently industrious and capable businessman who had acquired all his commercial knowledge through his own efforts, since he had only attended elementary school in Sulzbürg. He was fully involved in the business, which was run under the name of Marx Oettinger & Söhne, Manufakturwaren und Bankgeschäft, in Neumarkt, and was always respected as the most educated of his siblings and especially of the brothers who ran the business with him, and was held in particularly high esteem by the customers. In the course of time, the business also flourished and his family became very wealthy. ‐ The upbringing in the wealthy Hopf household was, of course, initially in sharp contrast to the conditions Ida found when she married. For example, the current furnishings consisted of two rooms ‐ the showpiece among the furniture was a chest of drawers that her father‐in‐law, Marx Oettinger, had lent to the young couple and collected again when the wedding guests had left. It is therefore not surprising that the young woman, who had dreamed of completely different circumstances, found it difficult to adjust to the new situation and gave vent to her heart by writing a letter of complaint to her parents, urging them to come and fetch her again. This letter, which accidentally fell into the young husband's hand, was followed by the sentence: "Ida is quite right in what she writes. She can't stand it here. Pick her up and, when you have educated her, bring her back!" ‐ Whether this letter reached the addressees is not enowned. In any case, the various differences were gradually bridged. ‐ Wolf and Ida Oettinger's marriage produced 12 children. The first two died within a week of an epidemic and were buried in Sulzbürg. Ida is said to have lain ill for a long time after this heavy blow. ‐ The youngest child, Karl, died of appendicitis in 1896. Immediately after the death of this, her favourite child, Ida also began to suffer. She moved to Nuremberg in 1899 and died of a stroke on 11 December 1901 of a sudden and painless death, as the modest woman had always wished, so as not to be a burden to others with a long period of sickness.

Now a few words about the life of Mrs. Marie Bamberger, which I have compiled according to information provided by Mr. Fritz Bamberger.

I cannot tell you anything about Marie, the youngest daughter of Simon and Elkel Iglauer, during her youth; I only know that she, like her sister Ida, and around the same time as her sister, came to Nuremberg to live with her aunt Karoline Hopf, "in order to acquire the finer polish of the big city". In 1869 Marie married Max Bamberger from Friesen near Kronach, who was a son of David Bamberger, who ran a manufactory in Friesen. In 1871, the family moved to Kronach; the business was also transferred there and, after David Bamberger's death, continued to be run by his sons under the name S. & M. Bamberger. ‐ I have no information about Marie's life in Friesen and Kronach. In the course of the years, 9 children were born, who are now scattered to the four winds, but who surely always remember with joy the years they spent in their parents' home. They may perpetuate the memories of their mother here. Unfortunately, it was not possible for me to find out more about Mrs. Marie Bamberger. ‐ ‐