At last Chopin allowed himself to be persuaded, Wurfel took upon him the care of making the necessary arrangements, and already the next morning the bills announced the coming event to the public of Vienna.

In a long postscript of a long and confused letter to his people he writes: "I have made up my mind.

Blahetka asserts that I shall create a furore, 'being,' as he expressed it, 'an artist of the first rank, and occupying an honourable place by the side of Moscheles, Herz, and Kalkbrenner.'" To all appearance our friend was not disposed to question the correctness of this opinion; indeed, we shall see that although he had his moments of doubting, he was perfectly conscious of his worth.
No blame, however, attaches to him on this account; self-respect and self-confidence are not only irreprehensible but even indispensable--that is, indispensable for the successful exercise of any talent.

That our friend had his little weaknesses shall not be denied nor concealed.

I am afraid he cannot escape the suspicion of having possessed a considerable share of harmless vanity.