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"Come, come!" I ran. Hans and the Icelanders never stirred. "Look!" cried the Professor. "Arne Saknussemm!" replied my uncle. "Do you yet doubt?" I made no answer; and I returned in silence to my lava seat in a state of utter speechless consternation. Here was crushing evidence.
I one day showed Monsieur Gombaud a composition of this nature, in which, among others, I had made use of the four following rhymes, Amaryllis, Phyllis, Maine, Arne; desiring him to give me his opinion of it. He told me immediately that my verses were good for nothing. And upon my asking his reason, he said, because the rhymes are too common, and for that reason easy to be put into verse.
But having studied also the psychology of youth, he knew that his protege must needs have other convictions concerning his performances. This was his supreme greatness that he understood the paranoia of enthusiasm, and used this understanding to tempt his pupils to new heights of achievement. In all of which, of course, his friend von Arne was a great help to him.
It is one of the loveliest and kindest books that ever was written, and my heart belongs to it still; to be sure it belongs to several hundreds of other books in equal entirety. It belongs to all the books of the great Norwegian Bjorstjerne Bjornson, whose 'Arne, and whose 'Happy Boy, and whose 'Fisher Maiden' I read in this same fortunate sickness.
Arne was an upholsterer's son, intended by his father for the legal profession; but his love of music was so great, that he could not be withheld from pursuing it. While engaged in an attorney's office, his means were very limited, but, to gratify his tastes, he was accustomed to borrow a livery and go into the gallery of the Opera, then appropriated to domestics.
You see, sir, pointing to his plate, 'you see, sir, dat I am in the way for to regruit mine flesh wid the good viands of Misder Zachary Hardgasdle. "'So, sir, I presume you are come to witness the trial of skill at the old round church? I understand the amateurs expect a pretty sharp contest, said Arne. "'Gondest, echoed Handel, laying down his knife and fork.
In the excess of his wrath Arne extended his clenched fist and shook it at the hermit, who instantly transfixed it with an arrow, causing the foolish man to howl with pain and passion. "I have always held and acted on the opinion," said Christian to Ivor, who was now joined by his comrade Finn, "that whatever is worth doing at all, is worth doing well.
While Marylebone Gardens were flourishing, the enchanting music of Handel, and probably of Arne, was often heard from the orchestra there. One evening, as my grandfather and Handel were walking together and alone, a new piece was struck up by the band. 'Come, Mr.
Arne in the performance of the celebrated Padlock, rehearse the musical parts at her harpsichord under the eye of her master with great taste and accuracy; though I observed her countenance full of emotion, which I could not account for; at last she suddenly burst into tears; for she had all this time been eyeing a beloved canary bird, suffering great agonies, which at that instant fell dead from its perch."
A long, learned and not uninteresting discussion followed, which ended in this wise: "I do not believe in the dangers and difficulties which you, Henry, seem to multiply; and the only way to learn, is like Arne Saknussemm, to go and see." "Well," cried I, overcome at last, "let us go and see. Though how we can do that in the dark is another mystery." "Fear nothing.
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