| STATUE OF MENDELSSOHN IN LEIPZIG |
She had told them how this wonderful boy had written music when he was only a baby. She had told them about the way Felix used to lead a big orchestra. He had been so small that he had had to stand upon a chair.
But Mrs. Toymaker did not know that her own little boy had a gift, too. Sometimes she wondered, of course. Still she agreed with Mr. Toymaker that very few people are born with genius. Only naughty little Mitz was sure because she loved Fritz so much. She loved him and made up her mind that everyone in the world was going to find out about his beautiful music.
As they left Weimar, Mitzi squeezed her brother's hand.
"We are on our way to Leipzig now," she said.
She thought of the costume safely tucked away and ready for Fritz to put on.
Mr. Toymaker was driving the horse, and Mrs. Toymaker sat beside him.
"We are on our way to Leipzig now," said Mr. Toymaker.