One day when the boy was seven years old, the father was about to start for the castle of the Duke of Saxe-Weissenfels, to see his son, a stepbrother of George, who was a valet de chambre to the Duke.  Little George begged to go too, for he knew there was music to be heard at the castle.  In spite of his father’s refusal he made up his mind to go if he had to run every step of the way.  So watching his chance, he started to run after the coach in which his father rode.  The child had no idea it was a distance of forty miles.  He strove bravely to keep pace with the horses, but the roads were rough and muddy.  His strength beginning to fail, he called out to the coachman to stop.  His father, hearing the boy’s voice looked out of the window.  Instead of scolding the little scamp roundly, he was touched by his woebegone appearance, had him lifted into the coach and carried on to Weissenfels.

George enjoyed himself hugely at the castle.  The musicians were very kind to him, and his delight could hardly be restrained when he was allowed to try the beautiful organ in the chapel.  The organist stood behind him and arranged the stops, and the child put his fingers on the keys that made the big pipes speak.  During his stay, George had several chances to play; one was on a Sunday at the close of the service.  The organist lifted him upon the bench and bade him play.  Instead of the Duke and all his people leaving the chapel, they stayed to listen.  When the music ceased the Duke asked:  “Who is that child?  Does anybody know his name?” The organist was sent for, and then little George was brought.  The Duke patted him on the head, praised his playing and said he was sure to become a good musician.  The organist then remarked he had heard the father disapproved of his musical studies.  The Duke was greatly astonished.  He sent for the father and after speaking highly of the boy’s talent, said that to place any obstacle in the child’s way would be unworthy of the father’s honorable profession.

And so it was settled that George Frederick should devote himself to music.  Frederick Zachau, organist of the cathedral at Halle, was the teacher chosen to instruct the boy on the organ, harpsichord and violin.  He also taught him composition, and showed him how different countries and composers differed in their ideas of musical style.  Very soon the boy was composing the regular weekly service for the church, besides playing the organ whenever Zachau happened to be absent.  At that time the boy could not have been more than eight years old.

After three years’ hard work his teacher told him he must seek another master, as he could teach him nothing more.  So the boy was sent to Berlin, to continue his studies.  Two of the prominent musicians there were Ariosti and Buononcini; the former received the boy kindly and gave him great encouragement; the other took a dislike to the little fellow, and tried to injure him.  Pretending to test his musicianship, Buononcini composed a very difficult piece for the harpsichord and asked him to play it at sight.  This the boy did with ease and correctness.  The Elector was delighted with the little musician, offered him a place at Court and even promised to send him to Italy to pursue his studies.  Both offers were refused and George returned to Halle and to his old master, who was happy to have him back once more.