From Trondhjem he writes:—

Gertner will remain here to paint the cathedral, which is a

splendid structure and eight hundred years old. I gave a concert

without any assistance, playing nearly two hours without

cessation. It was very fatiguing, but, at least, nothing was

ruined by a bad accompaniment, and the audience was pleased.

On the way from Bergen to Christiania, he stopped at several points to

play for the peasants. Especially memorable to him was the scene in

Sogn. He found many of the people in their Sunday dress, assembled in

the quaint Borgund church, which has stood there some eight hundred

years; and, with a driving storm outside, he played for them the

folk–songs, as old, probably, as the edifice which sheltered them. Ole

Bull visited this church again in 1879. On this, his last trip over the

mountains, knots of working–men had assembled to greet him. Every hat

was lifted and hearty cheers were given as the carriage rolled past.

Wergeland says:—

Ole Bull’s power, exercised through his violin over an audience,

was truly wonderful. Once, on a journey in Norway, he played for a

number of peasants whom he incidentally found gathered in an inn.

When he finished playing the deepest silence prevailed. Only the

ticking of the big watches in their pockets was heard, when

suddenly one of the men struck out his hand, and with great

emphasis cried aloud, “This is a lie.” If true mental power

consists in lifting the unconscious forces of life into the light

of the conscious, giving them form and shape, converting them into

thought and will, Ole Bull’s playing was not a lie. His tones fell

on his hearers, like the first warm rain of spring, with a

blessing.

His last months in Norway were spent in making preparations for the

great journey to America. August found him again in Christiania. On the

11th of September he gave his farewell concert, and left with his wife

and three children on the 16th, for Copenhagen. Wergeland, writing of

his departure, says: “He left for America, preceded by his fame, and

followed by thousands and thousands of grateful farewells from his

countrymen.”

On the 3d of October he gave a concert in Luneburg, which was attended

by the King of Hanover and other royal personages; and, sending his

family to Paris, he went himself, by way of Amsterdam and London, to

Liverpool, where he took passage. He wrote his wife from Liverpool,

November 4, 1843:—

Schubert has published the “Adagio Religioso,” which will be sent

you at Paris. You will find _your_ name on the title–page. The

“Bravura Variations” are dedicated to King Karl Johan (Bernadotte)

as follows: “Variazioni di Bravoura, Fantasy on a theme of

Bellini, dedicated to Karl Johan, King and Benefactor of my native

land, Norway.” It will be sent you, too....

I am well now, but in a fever of anxiety concerning you and our

children, whom I am about to leave. I must have patience. With a

firm will, talent, and God’s blessing, all will be well.... I

embrace you very tenderly. Kiss our children for me.

Wergeland’s celebrated poems to Ole Bull were published at this time,

and, like Welhaven’s, are valued as among the finest lyrics in the Norse

literature.[13]

[13] They are printed in the Appendix.

Ole Bull landed in Boston, in November, 1843, and went directly on to

New York. His belief in the sturdy common people of his own country and

his love of freedom made him anticipate with great interest an

acquaintance with a people who governed for themselves, and this

acquaintance resulted in giving him greater hopes for his own land,

which he proudly felt was able to show already the most liberal

constitution of all the European monarchical governments. He was then

and ever zealous to the utmost, that every precedent which had been

favorable to the growing power of the Norse people, through their

constitution, should be jealously guarded. He insisted that their only

safety and good lay in a demand for a fuller sovereignty of the people,

and in their better education for such power. To him, therefore, the

interest of his first visit and sojourn in the American Republic was not

confined to his profession. He was from the first, and to the last, an

earnest student of republican government and institutions.

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