“The child of Elisinde and the fiddler,” began the flute-player, “was, as I have already told you, a boy.  The woodcutter who took pity on him was old and childless.  He brought the baby to his hut, and gave it over to the care of his wife.  At first she pretended to be angry, and said that nothing would persuade her to have anything to do with the child, and that it was all they could do to feed themselves without picking up waifs in the gutter; but she ended by looking after the baby with the utmost tenderness and care, and by loving it as much as if it had been her own child.  The baby was christened Franz.  As soon as he was able to walk and talk there were two things about him which were remarkable.  The first was his hair, which glittered like sunlight; the second was his fondness for all musical sounds.  When he was four years old he had made himself a flute out of a reed, and on this he played all day, imitating the song of the birds.  He was in his sixth year when an event happened which changed his life.  He was sitting in front of the woodcutter’s cottage one day, when a bright cavalcade passed him.  It was a nobleman from a neighbouring castle, who was travelling to the city with his retainers.  Among these was a Kapellmeister, who organised the music of this nobleman’s household.  The moment he caught sight of Franz and heard his piping, he stopped, and asked who he was.

“The woodcutter’s wife told him the story of the finding of the waif, to which both the nobleman and himself listened with great interest.  The Kapellmeister said that they should take the child with them; that he should be attached to the nobleman’s house and trained as a member of his choir or his string band, according to his capacities.  The nobleman, who was passionately fond of music, and extremely particular with regard to the manner of its performance, was delighted with the idea.  The offer was made to the woodcutter and his wife, and although she cried a good deal they were both forced to recognise that they had no right to interfere with the child’s good fortune.  Moreover, the gift of a purse full of gold (which the nobleman gave them) did not make the matter more distasteful.

“Finally it was settled that the child should go with the nobleman then and there; and Franz took leave of his adopted parents, not without many and bitter tears being shed on both sides.

“Franz travelled with the nobleman to a large city, and he became a member—­the youngest—­of the nobleman’s household.  He was taught his letters, which he learnt with ease, and the rudiments of music, which he absorbed with such astounding rapidity, that the Kapellmeister said that it seemed as if he already knew everything that was taught him.  When he was seven years old, he could not only play several instruments, but he composed fugues and sonatas.  When the nobleman invited the magnates of the place to listen to his musicians, Franz, the prodigy, was the centre of interest, and very soon he became the talk of the town.  At the age of ten he was an accomplished organ player, and he played with skill on the flute and the clavichord.