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The fight was inaugurated by a preliminary literary skirmish, which was, at the outset, limited to the university students; but it gradually assumed an increasingly bitter character, both parties growing more and more exasperated. Welhaven published a pamphlet, Om Henrik Wergelands Digtekunst og Poesie, in which he mercilessly exposed the weak sides of his adversary's poetry.
The best impressions I had brought with me of Danish art were supremely romantic, Michael Wiehe as Henrik in The Fairies, as the Chevalier in Ninon, as Mortimer in Schiller's Mary Stuart. But this was the real, living thing. One evening I saw Ristori play the sleep-walking scene in Macbeth with thrilling earnestness and supreme virtuosity.
The sky continued to darken above them, until at last the sun died out, and a thick and almost palpable gloom began to envelop them. Low thunder rolled through the mountains in sullen, rumbling echoes. He looked back at Joanne, and was amazed to see her eyes shining, and a smile on her lips as she nodded at him. "It makes me think of Henrik Hudson and his ten-pin players," she called softly.
On the return, the same arrangement was to be observed, with the difference of Jacobi driving the large carriage, and Henrik driving his sisters. The mother, and even the young gentlemen, declared with becoming discretion that they would not confide the reins to less skilful hands, because the road was rough and hilly, and moreover bad from rain.
The entrance of the Judge gave another turn to the conversation, which Stjernhök soon led to Henrik's last works. He directed his discourse principally to the Judge, and spoke of them with all the ability of a real connoisseur, and with such entire and cordial praise as surprised Henrik as much as it cheered him.
And after me he called out "Prosit, Sir Lieutenant-Governor." I had no desire to be angry with him. I felt too sad to quarrel with any one. Henrik was indeed slaving away at the table, and the candle, burnt to the end, proved that he had been at it a long time. "Welcome, Desi," he said good humoredly. "You come late; a terrible amount of 'labor' awaits you to-morrow.
An ever-present theme is that of Christ's first visit to the spirit world, when, having died on the cross, He brought life and light and immortality to the world of spirits, entering even into the prison house where the disobedient had lain for a long time, and preached the gospel to them. And among these who gloried both in the past and in the future were Rupert and Henrik.
She shrieked and cried piteously for help, with her eyes fixed upon Lintzow. "Look alive, Henrik!" cried Max to Hartvig junior, who was nearer at hand; "why don't you help your sister?" Miss Frederica extricated herself without help, and the party proceeded. The table was laid in the garden, along the wall of the house; and although the spring was so young, it was warm enough in the sunshine.
The Assessor, who was present, united earnestly in this request, and assured them that, according to all appearances, Henrik would now enjoy an easy sleep, and that he himself would watch by him through the night.
Yes, indeed, she was almost ready to believe that it was this which had given new life to Henrik, and the power of which she considered to be wonderfully operative. But ah! At the very moment when Henrik jested with Louise on this very subject, he was seized by the most violent suffering.
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