the deep chancel, and around and about the singing of some bird of
late hours, and the hum of the bee as he flew by, well laden, to
his storehouse of sweets.

"Then the clouds flew fearfully, and the wind moaned through the
boughs of the old oak-tree in its winter dishabille, and so down to
the seashore, when it rushed over cliffs and crags and knocked off
the caps of the mad waves and sped on like a tyrant, crashing
everything in its way and rejoicing in its might. And so we glided
oddly but easily enough into the ballroom, where mirth and
laughter, bright eyes, fairy feet, and all that was good and
pleasant to behold flitted by. It was not all music that Ole Bull's
violin gave out. There were old memories and pleasant ones, ideas
which shaped themselves into all manners of queer visions; and the
main difference between Ole Bull and those I have heard before him
seemed to me to consist in this--that whereas many others may
excite and hold by the button, as it were, the organ of hearing and
the mind therewith immediately connected, Ole Bull awakens the
other senses along with it and occupies them in the field of
imagination."

In 1846 came Sivori, and in 1848 Remenyi, both artists whose desire to
please their audiences took them far from the path of the highest
musical standard. It may be said with truth that the country was hardly
ready for musicianship of the highest quality, and even in 1872, when
Wieniawski came with the great pianist and composer, Rubinstein, the two
were accepted on their reputation rather than on their merits, which
were understood by a comparatively small proportion of their audiences.

Although several violinists endeavoured to copy Paganini's style, or at