The Mendelssohn family originally lived in Hamburg.  Their house faced one of the fine squares of the city, with a handsome church on the opposite side.  The building is still there and well preserved, although the principal story is used as public dining rooms.  A large tablet has been placed above the doorway, with a likeness of the composer encircled by a wreath of laurel.  Here little Felix was born, February 3, 1809.  There were other children, Fanny a year or two older, then after Felix came Rebekka and little Paul.  When French soldiers occupied the town in 1811, life became very unpleasant for the German residents, and whoever could, sought refuge in other cities and towns.  Among those who successfully made their escape was the Mendelssohn-Bartholdy family, the second name belonged to the family and was used to distinguish their own from other branches of the Mendelssohn family.  With his wife and children, Abraham Mendelssohn fled to Berlin, and made his home for some years with the grandmother, who had a house on the Neue Promenade, a fine broad street, with houses only on one side, the opposite side descended in a grassy slope to the canal, which flowed lazily by.

It was a happy life the children led, amid ideal surroundings.  Felix very early showed a great fondness for music, and everything was done to foster his budding talent.  With his sister Fanny, to whom he was devotedly attached, he began to have short music lessons from his mother when he was only four years old.  Their progress was so satisfactory, that after a while, professional musicians were engaged to teach them piano, violin and composition, as a regular part of their education.  Besides these, they must study Greek, Latin, drawing and school subjects.  With so much study to be done each day, it was necessary to begin work at five o’clock in the morning.  But in spite of hard work all were happy, and as for Felix nothing could dampen the flow of his high spirits; he enjoyed equally work and play, giving the same earnest attention to each.  Both he and Fanny were beginning to compose, and Felix’s attempts at improvising upon some comical incident in their play time would call forth peals of laughter from the inseparable children.

Soon more ambitious attempts at composition were made, the aim being to write little operas.  But unless they could be performed, it was useless to try and make operas.  This was a serious difficulty; but Felix was deeply in earnest in whatever he undertook, and decided he must have an orchestra to try out his operatic efforts.  It looked like an impossibility, but love and money can accomplish wonders.  A small orchestra was duly selected from among the members of the Court band.  The lad Felix was to conduct these sedate musicians, which he did modestly but without embarrassment, standing on a footstool before his men, waving the baton like a little general.  Before the first performance was quite ready, Felix felt there must be some one present who could really judge of the merits of his little piece.  Who would do so better than his old professor of thorough bass and composition, Carl Zelter, the director of the Berlin Singakademie.  Zelter agreed to accept this delicate office, and a large number of friends were invited for the occasion.