Next we turn to a piece by the persecuted and interesting Gottschalk, written in the latter part of the ninth century.
Gottschalk found the theme for his Bamboula in Louisiana—Quand patate est chinte, etc., and made a miracle out of it.
They were both wonderful, although I always admired Gottschalk more than the former.
"She would come anywhere," declared Gottschalk, not at all vaingloriously, but as one stating a simple truth.
In this bag is a complete account of how you came to Moorgate Place, knocked at Gottschalk's door and were admitted.
