Jacob the Trumpeter
By Robert Barclay
My name
is Jacob Hintze. I may be an innkeeper now, but I will always be a trumpeter.
That was my profession for a good portion of my fifty-two years. Fifty-two isn't
a bad age to get to when you think of the total shit storm of the Thirty Years'
War, especially if you were right in the middle of it as I was, watching your
comrades being blown to pieces around you. But sounding signals on the
battlefield isn't the half of what I was called to do. You see, you don't see a
duke giving a lowly cavalry trumpeter like me the living of an inn on the post
road unless he's done something special to earn it. And earn it I did;
musician, courier, emissary, spy, those are the things I did for my duke, and
more besides. And now it's time to write it all down. When you're under a
sentence of death, as I now am, it makes you want to tell your story and I just
hope I can get it done before it's too late.
“Legend,
painting and song tell one story, but here is mine…”
Death
comes to us all. Jacob Hintze never thought he would live to be an old man. He
had lived through deprivation, wars and plagues. And he had crossed the sea and
visited countries he had never thought to visit. During his lifetime, he had
witnessed many changes. Some good, some not so good. Jacob believed
that God watched out for him, and he still maintained that outlook.
How else could it be explained that despite it all, he was still breathing at
the age of 52? However, Jacob’s body was beginning to fail him, just like
it had done for his father and his grandfather. It was only a matter of time
before his heart stopped beating, which was why he thought seriously about what
his eldest son, Michael, had suggested. Perhaps he should write down his memoirs — he certainly had a story to tell. So, Jacob picked up his quill and allowed
the memories to come…
Jacob
could still remember the first time he fell deeply in love. He had been ten
when he heard the majestic metallic sound of a trumpet, and he knew that his
life would never be the same again. Alas, there were laws regarding who could play
and who could not play the trumpet. Jacob fell into the latter. He was no Duke,
Prince or King. His father owned their farm, and although his father had some
influence in their little corner of Mecklenburg, it was not enough for his son
to play the instrument of his choice. And yet, the trumpet still called to
young Jacob. So, under the watchful eye of Stadtpfifer, Jacob dared to learn to
play the instrument. From that moment on, Jacob knew that playing the trumpet
was his destiny. No matter what anyone said to the contrary.
But his
skills with the trumpet did not go unnoticed, and his life was to change fundamentally
because he could not resist the pull of the music.
Jacob the
Trumpeter, by Robert Barclay is the unforgettable story of a little boy from a
farm who against all the odds, became a staff trumpeter for Adolf Friedrich,
Duke of Mecklenburg-Schwerin.
There are some books which pull you
in and mesmerise you from the opening sentence to the very last word. Jacob the
Trumpeter is such a book. Barclay’s compelling narrative set against not only
the backdrop of The 30 Year War but also the English Civil War, made this story
not only an epic adventure, but also a monumental work of scholarship.
Barclay’s historical understanding of this era shined through the pages of this
book. His dedication to bringing about an authentic setting for his characters
has undoubtedly paid off.
I adored the interpretation of Jacob
Hintze. Jacob is a historical character that I have never heard of, and yet,
his story was begging to be told. Barclay has chosen to tell Jacob's story
in the form of a memoir which worked incredibly well. We are introduced to a very young Jacob who has heard the sound of a trumpet for the first time. This prelude is the start of a love affair with the trumpet which will last the whole of Jacob's life. As Jacob grows and learns how to be a
soldier, his enthusiasm for the instrument does not waver. However, this story
is so much more than Jacob’s passion for the trumpet. It is a story of war,
intrigue, torture, friends, enemies and one true love. There is something for
anyone who loves historical fiction between the pages of this remarkable
book.
The story
is written with a great deal of energy — there is not one slow moment in this
book. Barclay has done an incredible job at keeping the pace engaging, and he
has taken great pains to stick to the historical facts of the time, and
although there are times when Barclay has used fiction to fill in the gaps,
there is an integrity in the writing. As for the historical characters that we
come across in this story, Barclay has breathed life back into them, and he
seems to have a visceral understanding of human nature. All men, even our heroic
Jacob, are flawed, and I think that gives the reader a keen sense of realism.
The book
is set in the time of war, and there are some despicable characters that Jacob
comes across. But none are quite like Joachim Wadegahte. Wadegahte is a
historical character, but as Barclay tells us in his historical notes at the
end of the novel, he is very elusive. Although, in the background for much of
the story, Wadegahte is a shadowy, looming threat to our intrepid hero. Barclay
portrayed a very unlikeable character in Wadegahte. Wadegahte blames the way
his life has turned out on Jacob, rather than facing the consequences of his
own shortcomings. Jacob’s relationship with Wadegahte is summed up very early
on in the novel when Jacob says “…I did not make an enemy of him; it was he who
made an enemy of me…”
There is no doubt that Jacob the Trumpeter
is an enthralling epic. It is a wonderful story that is very elegantly told.
I Highly Recommend.
Review by Mary Anne Yarde.
The Coffee Pot Book Club.
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