XII.

There were not many of the upper middle class houses in Copenhagen at

that time, the hospitality of which a young man with intellectual

interests derived any advantage from accepting. One of these houses,

which was opened to me, and with which I was henceforward associated,

was that of Chief Physician Rudolph Bergh. His was the home of

intellectual freedom.

The master of the house was not only a prominent scientist and savant,

but, at a time when all kinds of prejudices ruled unassailed, a man who

had retained the uncompromising radicalism of the first half of the

century. The spirit of Knowledge was the Holy Spirit to him; the

profession of doctor had placed him in the service of humanity, and to

firmness of character he united pure philanthropy. The most despised

outcasts of society met with the same consideration and the same

kindness from him as its favoured ones.

His wife was well calculated, by her charm of manner, to be the centre

of the numerous circle of talented men who, both from Denmark and

abroad, frequented the house. There one met all the foreign natural

scientists who came to Copenhagen, all the esteemed personalities

Denmark had at the time, who might be considered as belonging to the

freer trend of thought, and many neutrals. Actors such as Höedt and

Phister went there, favourite narrators such as Bergsöe, painters like

Kröyer, distinguished scientists like J.C. Schiödte, the entomologist.

This last was an independent and intellectual man, somewhat touchy, and

domineering in his manner, a master of his subject, a man of learning,

besides, ceremonious, often cordial, ready to listen to anything worth

hearing that was said. He had weaknesses, never would admit that he had

made a mistake, and was even very unwilling to own he had not read a

book that was being spoken of. Besides which, he had spent too great a

part of his life in virulent polemics to be devoid of the narrowing of

the horizon which is the concomitant of always watching and being ready

to attack the same opponent. But he was in the grand style, which is

rare in Denmark, as elsewhere.

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