There was but one man in Vienna — oddly enough, his dearest friend and heartiest admirer, Pepi Hellmesberger — who could cap him [Herbeck], play what he would; and nothing could be more interesting or amusing than to get these two great musical chiefs together in a mood to compare their classical and operatic reminiscences and test one another's memories anent such pleasing trivialities as Volkslieder, Laendler and Waelzer by the innumerable melodists, unknown to fame, with whom the Puchies of Austria proper have abounded for the last sixty or seventy years.