Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images available at The Internet Archive) _The Story of Nuremberg_ _All rights reserved_ _First Edition, April 1899_ _Second Edition, September 1900_ _Third Edition, November 1901_ [Illustration: _Portrait of Albert Durer by himself, from the painting at Munich._] _The Story of_ Nuremberg _by Cecil Headlam with Illustrations by Miss H. M. James and with Woodcuts_ [Illustration] _London:_ _J. M. Dent & Co._ _Aldine House, 29 and 30 Bedford Street_ _Covent Garden W.C._ 1901 "Quaint old town of toil and traffic, Quaint old town of art and song."--LONGFELLOW. "Wenn einer Deutschland kennen Und Deutschland lieben soll, Wird man ihm Nürnberg nennen, Der edlen Künste voll. Dich, nimmer noch veraltet Du treue, fleiss'ge Stadt, Wo Dürer's Kraft gewaltet, Und Sachs gesungen hat." --MAX VON SCHENKENDORF. "Nihil magnificentius, nihil ornatius tota Europa reperias." --ÆNEAS SILVIUS. _To Maurice Hewlett in friendship and in admiration_ PREFACE I am painfully aware of the defects of this little book, and still more painfully unaware of its errors. The best excuse for the mistakes that have surely crept in is the vast scope and variety of my subject--the story of the old mediæval town which was for long the centre of German industry and thought. But, for a guide-book, accuracy is above all things desirable, and I shall therefore be deeply grateful to the courtesy of any of my readers, who, having discovered any error or omission, will kindly point it out to me. The sources from which I have drawn are far too numerous to acknowledge in detail. But in the matter of topography and architecture a more express note of indebtedness is due to the devoted labours of R. von Rettberg, A. von Essenwein, and Ernst Mummenhoff. Above all, I must pay my tribute of gratitude and acknowledgment to the enthusiastic erudition of Dr Emil Reicke,[1] whose mighty volume, _Geschichte der Reichsstadt Nürnberg_, is a mine of information from which I have freely quarried. Lastly, to those old chroniclers at whom I have sometimes laughed, but whose quaint phrases and legends may have saved these pages from too serious a dulness, I now hasten to make amends and to assure them that I am very conscious of my own inferiority as a storyteller.