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Updated: May 11, 2025
The struggle was inevitable, as Lupinus had foreseen; the parterre of the theatre was converted into a battle-ground, and a fierce combat began among these young, hot-blooded students. The manager ordered the lights to be extinguished, and the police to be called in, but for a long time their efforts were ineffectual in subduing the contest.
You see the great tragedian has many admirers; it seems to me that half of Berlin has come to bring him tribute this evening." Lupinus sat silent and confused in the parterre, near Joseph.
Eckhof came often, weighed down with care and exhaustion, or in feverish excitement over some new role he was studying, not to speak of his anxieties and perplexities, but to sit silently near Lupinus and looked calmly upon him. "Be silent, my Lupinus," said Eckhof to him. "Let me lay my storm- tossed, wild heart in the moonlight of thy glance; it will be warmed and cooled at the same time.
On his return, in 1512, he was made doctor of divinity, then a great distinction, and renewed his lectures in the university with great ardor. He gave a new impulse to the studies, and a new form to the opinions of both professors and students. Lupinus and Carlstadt, his colleagues, were converts to his views.
At the close of an act, Eckhof was forced to come forward and show himself by the wild the stormy applause and loud cries of the audience. "Do you not find him beyond all praise?" said Fredersdorf. Lupinus gazed steadily at the stage; he had only soul, breath, hearing, for Eckhof. His old world had passed away like a misty dream a new world surrounded him.
One wild shriek rang from his bosom, a stream of tears gushed from his eyes, and he sank almost insensible to the floor. "My friend, my beloved friend!" cried Eckhof, "you suffer, and are silent. What is it that overpowers you? What is this great grief? Why do you weep? Let me share and alleviate your sorrow." "No, no!" cried Lupinus, rising, "I do not suffer; I have no pain, no cause of sorrow.
"Do you mean the drama, or that wearisome old fellow himself? or Eckhof, who plays the part of Cato?" "So it is Eckhof," said Lupinus, to himself; "he is called Eckhof?" The play was at an end; the curtain fell for the last time, and now the long-suppressed enthusiasm burst forth in wild and deafening applause.
Professor Franke had informed these students that they might count upon the assistance of Lupinus, and one of them had just whispered to him: "There will be a fierce struggle, and I fear we shall be worsted, as our number is so small. Did you bring your rapier?" Before Lupinus could answer, he was separated from his questioner by a crowd of students pushing their way forward.
"We must seek them among those to whose advantage it is to stand well with the president." "There are some who receive a yearly stipend through me, and others who live only for science, and never visit the theatre. I name, for example, the industrious young student Lupinus.
In one word, this is Lupinus, who desires to waive his right to the prospective dignity of the title of doctor of medicine, and to become your pupil, and eventually an actor." "You are kind and tender-hearted as ever, Joseph," said Eckhof, gently. "You know that I bear a wound in my heart, and you seek to heal it with the balm of your friendship, and this kind jest."
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