Another musician resident here, a Herr Hesse,[73] was also very complimentary to me; but none of the Germans, except Schnabel, whose face beams with real delight, and who claps me on the shoulder every moment, quite know what to make of me. Titus took delight in watching what went on around. As I have not yet got a name, people could not make up their minds whether to praise or to blame me, and connoisseurs were not quite certain whether my music was really good, or only seemed so. A gentleman came up to me and praised the form, as something quite new. I donʼt know his name, but I think of all my listeners he understood me the best. Schnabel placed a carriage at my disposal in the kindest manner; but when the dancing began, about ten, we went quietly home. I am truly glad that I was able to give pleasure to the dear old man. After the concert, Schnabel introduced me to a lady who is considered the first pianist in Breslau. She thanked me very much for the “delightful surprise,” as she expressed it, but regretted, exceedingly, that I would not make up my mind to appear in public. The Referendar consoled himself, and sang—though very indifferently—Figaroʼs air from the “Barbiere di Sevilla.” A great deal was said about Elsner, yesterday, and his Echo Variations for the orchestra were much praised. I said that they could only judge what a composer Elsner was after hearing his Coronation Mass. We leave for Dresden to-morrow at two oʼclock. I kiss and embrace you. My kindest remembrances to Messrs. Eisner, Zywny, Matuszynski, Kolberg, Marylski, and Witwicki. Your FREDERIC. * * * * * _Dresden, November 14th, 1830._ I have scarcely found a moment yet to write you a few words. I have just come from a dinner at which the company were all Poles. I have crept away to write to you, for the post goes at seven, and I should much like to see the “Mutes of Portici,” at the Theatre. We quitted Breslau unwillingly; the society of the gentlemen to whom Scholtz had given us letters of introduction made our sojourn in the capital of Silesia very agreeable. [Sidenote: ARRIVAL IN DRESDEN.] My first visit in Dresden was to Fräulein Pechwell. She played, on Friday, at a Musical _Soirée_ at Councillor Kressigʼs, and procured an _entrée_ for me. The “Mutes” was to be performed the same evening at the theatre. The choice was difficult; but one must always be polite to ladies, so I decided for the _Soirée_. Another important reason with me was, that Signora Palazzesi,[74] the _prima donna_ of the Italian opera, was expected to be there.