306 Caroline Lucretia Herschel. 



the wonderful violinist, Ole Bull. It was very crowded for 

 the confined room, though the largest in Hanover next the 

 play-house. By the help of Miss B. and the M.'s I got 

 safely through the crowd to my chair. But I was 'somewhat 

 disappointed, for, by the report of those who had heard Ole 

 Bull before, I expected to hear a virtuoso on the violin who 

 would have given us an idea of the manner of performance 

 of a Jordine, Kramer, Jacob Herschel, and Dietrich too ; 

 but it is more like conjuration than playing on a violin. 



Feb. l%th. Dr. Lissing paid me a visit. He wished me 

 to subscribe to a work on Magnetism, but I think it would 

 look only like affectation to let my name appear among 

 the learned subscribers on a subject of which I know so 

 little. 



March 16th. Mrs. Beckedorff sent me two beautiful 

 flowers, accompanied by her good wishes, which she never 

 forgets to do on my birthday. Mde. Knipping, and others, 

 came to wish me to live many more years, but what can 

 I say ? 



March 23rd. I was at the last subscription concert. 

 His Majesty was there, and asked me how I did ? I said, 

 tolerably ! This was all our conversation. 



July 16th. The whole of yesterday I had no other pro- 

 spect but that it would have been the last of the days ol 

 sorrow, trouble, and disappointment I have spent from the 

 moment I had any recollection of my existence, which is 



from between my third and fourth year In the night 



I fell out of one fainting fit into another, and when I came 

 to my recollection, between six and seven in the morning, 

 I found Dr. G. sitting before me talking loud in his usual 

 nonsensical way. Him had Betty called in her fright, for 

 his wife (who is of use to nobody) is gone to spend the 

 summer months in the country. Mde. Knipping also is 

 away. 



