their mutual sympathy and antipathy may be easily
guessed. We are, however, not put to the trouble
of guessing all. Whoever has read anything about
Chopin knows of course Field’s criticism of him—namely,
that he was “un talent de chambre de malade,”
which, by the by, reminds one of a remark of Auber’s,
who said that Chopin was dying all his life (il se
meurt tonte sa vie). It is a pity that we have
not, as a pendant to Field’s criticism on Chopin,
one of Chopin on Field. But whatever impression
Chopin may have received from the artist, he cannot
but have been repelled by the man. And yet the
older artist’s natural disposition was congenial
to that of the younger one, only intemperate habits
had vitiated it. Spohr saw Field in 1802-1803,
and describes him as a pale, overgrown youth, whose
dreamy, melancholy playing made people forget his
awkward bearing and badly-fitting clothes. One
who knew Field at the time of his first successes
portrays him as a young man with blonde hair, blue
eyes, fair complexion, and pleasing features, expressive
of the mood of the moment—of child-like
ingenuousness, modest good-nature, gentle roguishness,
and artistic aspiration. M. Marmontel, who made
his acquaintance in 1832, represents him as a worn-out,
vulgar-looking man of fifty, whose outward appearance
contrasted painfully with his artistic performances,
and whose heavy, thick-set form in conjunction with
the delicacy and dreaminess of his musical thoughts
and execution called to mind Rossini’s saying
of a celebrated singer, “Elle a l’air
d’un elephant qui aurait avale un rossignol.”
One can easily imagine the surprise and disillusion
of the four pupils of Zimmermann—
mm.
Marmontel, Prudent, A. Petit, and Chollet—who,
provided with a letter of introduction by their master,
called on Field soon after his arrival in Paris and
beheld the great pianist—
in a room filled with tobacco smoke,
sitting in an easy chair, an enormous pipe in his
mouth, surrounded by large and small bottles of
all sorts [entoure de chopes et bouteilles de toutes
provenances]. His rather large head, his highly-
coloured cheeks, his heavy features gave a Falstaff-like
appearance to his physiognomy.
Notwithstanding his tipsiness, he received the young
gentlemen kindly, and played to them two studies by
Cramer and Clementi “with rare perfection, admirable
finish, marvellous agility, and exquisiteness of touch.”
Many anecdotes might be told of Field’s indolence
and nonchalance; for instance, how he often fell asleep
while giving his lessons, and on one occasion was asked
whether he thought he was paid twenty roubles for
allowing himself to be played to sleep; or, how, when
his walking-stick had slipped out of his hand, he
waited till some one came and picked it up; or, how,
on finding his dress-boots rather tight, he put on
slippers, and thus appeared in one of the first salons
of Paris and was led by the mistress of the house,
the Duchess Decazes, to the piano— but
I have said enough of the artist who is so often named
in connection with Chopin.