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@@ -1,36 +1,4 @@ -Project Gutenberg's Glimpses of Three Coasts, by Helen Hunt Jackson - -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with -almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org - - -Title: Glimpses of Three Coasts - -Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - -Release Date: February 4, 2013 [EBook #42009] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ASCII - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK GLIMPSES OF THREE COASTS *** - - - - -Produced by Melissa McDaniel and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - - - - - +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 42009 *** Transcriber's Note: @@ -198,7 +166,7 @@ There may be said to be four groups or kinds of these: the low and broad valleys, so broad that they are plains; the high mountain valleys; the rounded plateaus of the Great Basin, as it is called, of which the Bernardino Mountains are the southern rim; and the river -valleys or canons,--these last running at angles to the mountain and +valleys or cañons,--these last running at angles to the mountain and shore lines. When the air in these valleys becomes heated by the sun, it rushes up @@ -213,7 +181,7 @@ The country may be said to have three distinct industrial belts: the first, along the coast, a narrow one, from one to fifteen miles wide. In this grow some of the deciduous fruits, corn, pumpkins, and grain. Dairy and stock interests flourish. The nearness of the sea makes the -air cool, with fogs at night. There are many _cienagas_, or marshy +air cool, with fogs at night. There are many _ciénagas_, or marshy regions, where grass is green all the year round, and water is near the surface everywhere. Citrus fruits do not flourish in this belt, except in sheltered spots at the higher levels. @@ -232,7 +200,7 @@ The soils of South California are chiefly of the cretaceous and tertiary epochs. The most remarkable thing about them is their great depth. It is not uncommon, in making wells, to find the soil the same to a depth of one hundred feet; the same thing is to be observed in -canons, cuts, and exposed bluffs on the sea-shore. This accounts for +cañons, cuts, and exposed bluffs on the sea-shore. This accounts for the great fertility of much of the land. Crops are raised year after year, sometimes for twenty successive years, on the same fields, without the soil's showing exhaustion; and what are called volunteer @@ -742,7 +710,7 @@ General Fremont, who, in his report to Congress of explorations on the Pacific coast in 1844, stated that the honey-bee could not exist west of the Sierra Nevadas. -The bee ranches are always picturesque; they are usually in canons or +The bee ranches are always picturesque; they are usually in cañons or on wooded foot-hills, and their villages of tiny bright-colored hives look like gay Lilliputian encampments. It has appeared to me that men becoming guardians of bees acquire a peculiar calm philosophy, and are @@ -753,7 +721,7 @@ enlarged standards in many things; above all, should breed in them a fine and just humility toward all creatures. A striking instance of this is to be seen in one of the most beautiful -canons of the San Gabriel valley, where, living in a three-roomed, +cañons of the San Gabriel valley, where, living in a three-roomed, redwood log cabin, with a vine-covered booth in front, is an old man kings might envy. @@ -762,12 +730,12 @@ land, and he elected to take his estate at the head of a brook-swept gorge, four fifths precipice and rock. In the two miles between his cabin and the mouth of the gorge, the trail and the brook change sides sixteen times. When the brook is at its best, the trail goes under -altogether, and there is no getting up or down the canon. Here, with a +altogether, and there is no getting up or down the cañon. Here, with a village of bees for companions, the old man has lived for a dozen years. While the bees are off at work, he sits at home and weaves, out of the gnarled stems and roots of manzanita and laurels, curious baskets, chairs, and brackets, for which he finds ready market in Los -Angeles. He knows every tree and shrub in the canon, and has a fancy +Angeles. He knows every tree and shrub in the cañon, and has a fancy for collecting specimens of all the native woods of the region. These he shapes into paper-cutters, and polishes them till they are like satin. He came from Ohio forty years ago, and has lived in a score of @@ -933,7 +901,7 @@ his legs? It was an accident they were so short." All were ready to pose and stand, even in the most difficult attitudes, as long as was required. Those who had done so asked, like children, if their names could not be put in the book; so I wrote them all down: "Juan Canero, -Juan Rivera, Felipe Ybara, Jose Jesus Lopez, and Domingo Garcia." The +Juan Rivera, Felipe Ybara, José Jesus Lopez, and Domingo Garcia." The space they will fill is a little thing to give; and there is a satisfaction in the good faith of printing them, though the shearers will most assuredly never know it. @@ -1017,7 +985,7 @@ a wild jest to speak of an estate of two thousand acres as a small one. Ten years ago this ranch was a bare, desolate sheep ranch,--not a tree -on it, excepting the oaks and sycamores in the canons. To-day it has +on it, excepting the oaks and sycamores in the cañons. To-day it has twelve hundred acres under high cultivation; and driving from field to field, orchard to orchard, one drives, if he sees the whole of the ranch, over eleven miles of good made road. There are three hundred @@ -1045,23 +1013,23 @@ orchard, and right-angled walls of eucalyptus trees shutting in wheat-fields. By curves and bends and sharp turns, all the time with new views, and new colors from changes of crop, with exquisite glimpses of the sea shot through here and there, it finally, at the -end of a mile, reaches the brink of an oak-canopied canon. In the -mouth of this canon stands the house, fronting south on a sunny meadow +end of a mile, reaches the brink of an oak-canopied cañon. In the +mouth of this cañon stands the house, fronting south on a sunny meadow and garden space, walled in on three sides by eucalyptus trees. -To describe the oak kingdom of this canon would be to begin far back +To describe the oak kingdom of this cañon would be to begin far back of all known kingdoms of the country. The branches are a network of rafters upholding roof canopies of boughs and leaves so solid that the sun's rays pierce them only brokenly, making on the ground a dancing carpet of brown and gold flecks even in winter, and in summer a shade lighted only by starry glints. -Farther up the canon are sycamores, no less stately than the oaks, +Farther up the cañon are sycamores, no less stately than the oaks, their limbs gnarled and twisted as if they had won their places by splendid wrestle. -These oak-and-sycamore-filled canons are the most beautiful of the -South California canons; though the soft, chaparral-walled canons +These oak-and-sycamore-filled cañons are the most beautiful of the +South California cañons; though the soft, chaparral-walled cañons would, in some lights, press them hard for supremacy of place. Nobody will ever, by pencil or brush or pen, fairly render the beauty of the mysterious, undefined, undefinable chaparral. Matted, tangled, @@ -1069,17 +1037,17 @@ twisted, piled, tufted,--everything is chaparral. All botany may be exhausted in describing it in one place, and it will not avail you in another. But in all places, and made up of whatever hundreds of shrubs it may be, it is the most exquisite carpet surface that Nature has to -show for mountain fronts or canon sides. Not a color that it does not +show for mountain fronts or cañon sides. Not a color that it does not take; not a bloom that it cannot rival; a bank of cloud cannot be softer, or a bed of flowers more varied of hue. Some day, between 1900 and 2000, when South California is at leisure and has native artists, -she will have an artist of canons, whose life and love and work will +she will have an artist of cañons, whose life and love and work will be spent in picturing them,--the royal oak canopies; the herculean sycamores; the chameleon, velvety chaparral; and the wild, throe-built, water-quarried rock gorges, with their myriad ferns and flowers. -At the head of Mr. Cooper's canon are broken and jutting sandstone +At the head of Mr. Cooper's cañon are broken and jutting sandstone walls, over three hundred feet high, draped with mosses and ferns and all manner of vines. I saw the dainty thalictrum, with its clover-like leaves, standing in thickets there, fresh and green, its blossoms @@ -1260,7 +1228,7 @@ Junipers!" Studying in the Majorca Convent at the same time with Serra, were three other young monks, beloved and intimate companions of -his,--Palon, Verger, and Crespi. The friendship thus early begun never +his,--Palon, Verger, and CrespÃ. The friendship thus early begun never waned; and the hearty and loving co-operation of the four had much to do with the success of the great enterprises in which afterward they jointly labored, and to which, even in their student days, they looked @@ -1272,7 +1240,7 @@ sent as missionaries to the New World, and again and again were disappointed. At last, in 1749, there assembled in Cadiz a great body of missionaries, destined chiefly for Mexico; and Serra and Palon received permission to join the band. Arriving at Cadiz, and finding -two vacancies still left in the party, they pleaded warmly that Crespi +two vacancies still left in the party, they pleaded warmly that Crespà and Verger be allowed to go also. At the very last moment this permission was given, and the four friends joyfully set sail in the same ship. @@ -1368,7 +1336,7 @@ Cruz to the city of Mexico. Galvez tried in vain to detain him; he said he would rather die on the road than not go, but that he should not die, for the Lord would carry him through. However, on the second day out, his pain became so great that he could neither sit, stand, -nor sleep. Portala, the military commander of the party, implored him +nor sleep. Portalá, the military commander of the party, implored him to be carried in a litter; but this he could not brook. Calling one of the muleteers to him, he said,-- @@ -1393,7 +1361,7 @@ accepting the suffering as a cross, allowed the trouble to be aggravated in every way, by going without shoes or stockings and by taking long journeys on foot. -A diary kept by Father Crespi on his toilsome march from Velicata to +A diary kept by Father Crespà on his toilsome march from Velicatá to San Diego is full of quaint and curious entries, monotonous in its religious reiterations, but touching in its simplicity and unconscious testimony to his own single-heartedness and patience. The @@ -1434,7 +1402,7 @@ names of the heroic men--friars and soldiers of Spain--who on that spot, on May 14, 1769, sang the first Easter hymn heard on California shores. -It was a sore grief for Father Crespi that the commandant of the party +It was a sore grief for Father Crespà that the commandant of the party would not wait here for him to say a mass of thanksgiving; but with the port in sight, impatience could not be restrained, and the little band pushed on. As soon as the San Diego camp was seen, the soldiers @@ -1461,9 +1429,9 @@ the "smoke of muskets for incense." Thus was founded the Mission of San Diego; and thus was laid the corner-stone of the civilization of California on July 16, 1769. -Two days before this the indefatigable Crespi had set off with another -overland party, Portala at its head, to find Monterey. On this -journey, also, Father Crespi kept a diary,--little suspecting, +Two days before this the indefatigable Crespà had set off with another +overland party, Portalá at its head, to find Monterey. On this +journey, also, Father Crespà kept a diary,--little suspecting, probably, with how much interest it would be studied a century later. It was not strange that with only a compass and seventeenth-century charts to guide them along the zigzagging labyrinths of bays, @@ -1485,7 +1453,7 @@ shell-fish, and bread made from acorn flour. At one time seventeen of the party were too ill to travel. Twice they halted and held council on the question of abandoning the search. Some were ready to continue as long as the provisions held out, then to eat their mules, and go -back on foot. Fathers Crespi and Gomez volunteered to be left behind +back on foot. Fathers Crespà and Gomez volunteered to be left behind alone. At last, on the 11th of November, it was decided to return by the @@ -1521,7 +1489,7 @@ conceived than that of this little, suffering band, separated by leagues of desert and leagues of ocean from all possible succor. At last an examination showed that there were only provisions sufficient left to subsist the party long enough to make the journey back to -Velicata. It seemed madness to remain longer; and Governor Portala, +Velicatá. It seemed madness to remain longer; and Governor Portalá, spite of Father Junipero's entreaties, gave orders to prepare for the abandonment of the missions. He fixed the 20th of March as the last day he would wait for the arrival of the ship. This was Saint Joseph's @@ -1533,7 +1501,7 @@ interpositions to feel a thrill at this coincidence, and in fancying the effect the sudden vision of the relief-ship must have produced on the minds of devout men who had been starving. The ship appeared for a few moments, then disappeared; doubtless there were some who scoffed -at it as a mere apparition. But Portala believed, and waited; and, +at it as a mere apparition. But Portalá believed, and waited; and, four days later, in the ship came!--the "San Antonio," bringing bountiful stores of all that was needed. @@ -1541,7 +1509,7 @@ Courage and cheer now filled the very air. No time was lost in organizing expeditions to go once more in search of the mysteriously hidden Monterey. In less than three weeks two parties had set off,--one by sea in the "San Antonio." With this went Father Junipero, -still feeble from illness. Father Crespi, undaunted by his former six +still feeble from illness. Father CrespÃ, undaunted by his former six months of wandering, joined the land party, reaching the Point of Pines, on Monterey Harbor, seven days before the ship arrived. As soon as she came in sight, bonfires were lighted on the rocks, and the ship @@ -1786,14 +1754,14 @@ looking on, and many helping cheerfully in the work. The San Carlos Mission at Monterey was Father Junipero's own charge. There he spent all his time, when not called away by his duties as president of the missions. There he died, and there he was buried. There, also, his -beloved friend and brother, Father Crespi, labored by his side for -thirteen years. Crespi was a sanguine, joyous man, sometimes called El +beloved friend and brother, Father CrespÃ, labored by his side for +thirteen years. Crespà was a sanguine, joyous man, sometimes called El Beato, from his happy temperament. No doubt his gayety made Serra's sunshine in many a dark day; and grief at his death did much to break down the splendid old man's courage and strength. Only a few months before it occurred, they had gone together for a short visit to their comrade, Father Palon, at the San Francisco Mission. When they took -leave of him, Crespi said, "Farewell forever; you will see me no more." +leave of him, Crespà said, "Farewell forever; you will see me no more." This was late in the autumn of 1781, and on New Year's Day, 1782, he died, aged sixty years, and having spent half of those years in laboring for the Indians. Serra lived only two years longer, and is @@ -1835,7 +1803,7 @@ the grand hymn "Tantum Ergo,"-- Veneremur cernui, Et antiquum documentum Novo cedat ritui; - Praestet fides supplementum + Præstet fides supplementum Sensuum defectui. "Genitori genitoque @@ -2000,7 +1968,7 @@ establishments only an easy day's journey apart from each other. The ten new missions were founded in the following order: Santa Barbara, Dec. 4, 1786; La Purissima, Dec. 8, 1787; Santa Cruz, Sept. -25, 1791; Soledad, Oct. 9, 1791; San Jose, June 11, 1797; San Juan +25, 1791; Soledad, Oct. 9, 1791; San José, June 11, 1797; San Juan Bautista, June 24, 1797; San Miguel, July 25, 1797; San Fernando Rey, Sept. 8, 1797; San Luis Rey de Francia, June 18, 1798; Santa Inez, Sept. 7, 1804. @@ -2029,12 +1997,12 @@ twenty thousand Indians, leading regular and industrious lives, and conforming to the usages of the Catholic religion. A description of the San Luis Rey Mission, written by De Mofras, an -_attache_ of the French Legation in Mexico in 1842, gives a clear +_attaché_ of the French Legation in Mexico in 1842, gives a clear idea of the form, and some of the methods, of the mission establishments:-- "The building is a quadrilateral, four hundred and fifty feet - square; the church occupies one of its wings; the facade is + square; the church occupies one of its wings; the façade is ornamented with a gallery. The building is two stories in height. The interior is formed by a court ornamented with fountains, and decorated with trees. Upon the gallery which @@ -2146,7 +2114,7 @@ fathers to go about on foot. The friars were forced, by the very facts of their situation, into the exercise of a constant and abounding hospitality; and this of itself -inevitably brought about large departures from the ascetic _regime_ of +inevitably brought about large departures from the ascetic _régime_ of living originally preached and practised. Most royally did they discharge the obligations of this hospitality. Travellers' rooms were kept always ready in every mission; and there were even set apart @@ -2329,7 +2297,7 @@ like civilization. Aiming towards this completing of their colonization plan, the Spanish Government had very early founded the pueblos of Los Angeles -and San Jose. A second class of pueblos, called, in the legal phrase +and San José. A second class of pueblos, called, in the legal phrase of California's later days, "Presidial Pueblos," had originated in the settlement of the presidios, and gradually grown up around them. There were four of these,--San Diego, Monterey, Santa Barbara, and San @@ -2530,7 +2498,7 @@ recollected happiness, as they tell of the days when they had all they wanted to eat, and the _padres_ were so good and kind: "Bueno tiempo! Bueno tiempo," they say, with a hopeless sigh and shake of the head. -Under the new _regime_ the friars suffered hardly less than the +Under the new _régime_ the friars suffered hardly less than the Indians. Some fled the country, unable to bear the humiliations and hardships of their positions under the control of the administrators or majors-domo, and dependent on their caprice for shelter and even @@ -2896,7 +2864,7 @@ The Santa Barbara Mission is still in the charge of Franciscans, the only one remaining in their possession. It is now called a college for apostolic missionary work, and there are living within its walls eight members of the order. One of them is very old,--a friar of the ancient -_regime_; his benevolent face is well known throughout the country, +_régime_; his benevolent face is well known throughout the country, and there are in many a town and remote hamlet men and women who wait always for his coming before they will make confession. He is like St. Francis's first followers: the obligations of poverty and charity @@ -3106,8 +3074,8 @@ much of the cruelty and injustice done them. He says:-- He estimates that there were at that time in the counties of Tulare, Santa Barbara, Los Angeles, and San Diego over fifteen thousand Indians who had been connected with the missions in those counties. -They were classified as the Tularenos, Cahuillas, San Luisenos, and -Dieguenos, the latter two being practically one nation, speaking one +They were classified as the Tulareños, Cahuillas, San Luiseños, and +Diegueños, the latter two being practically one nation, speaking one language, and being more generally Christianized than the others. They furnished, Mr. Wilson says, "the majority of the laborers, mechanics, and servants of San Diego and Los Angeles counties." They all spoke @@ -3390,14 +3358,14 @@ were built by the Indians; in all of them except one are now living the robber whites, who have driven the Indians out; only one Indian still remains in the valley. He earns a meagre living for himself and family by doing day's work for the farmers who have taken his land. -The rest of the Indians are hidden away in the canons and rifts of the +The rest of the Indians are hidden away in the cañons and rifts of the near hills,--wherever they can find a bit of ground to keep a horse or two and raise a little grain. They have sought the most inaccessible spots, reached often by miles of difficult trail. They have fled into secret lairs like hunted wild beasts. The Catholic priest of San Diego is much beloved by them. He has been their friend for many years. When he goes to hold service, they gather from their various hiding-places -and refuges; sometimes, on a special _fete_ day, over two hundred +and refuges; sometimes, on a special _fête_ day, over two hundred come. But on the day I was there, the priest being a young man who was a stranger to them, only a few were present. It was a pitiful sight. The dilapidated adobe building, empty and comfortless; the ragged @@ -3472,7 +3440,7 @@ the Indians' lives in the mission establishments, one gazes with double grief on such a spectacle as this. Some of these Indian hovels are within a short distance of the beach where the friars first landed, in 1769, and began their work. No doubt, Father Junipero and -Father Crespi, arm in arm, in ardent converse, full of glowing +Father CrespÃ, arm in arm, in ardent converse, full of glowing anticipation of the grand future results of their labors, walked again and again, up and down, on the very spot where these miserable wretches are living to-day. One cannot fancy Father Junipero's fiery @@ -3563,10 +3531,10 @@ time, the driving out of these Saboba families as the Temeculas and San Pasquales were driven,--by force, just as truly as if at the point of the bayonet. -In one of the beautiful canons opening on this valley is the home of +In one of the beautiful cañons opening on this valley is the home of Victoriano, an aged chief of the band. He is living with his daughter and grandchildren, in a comfortable adobe house at the head of the -canon. The vineyard and peach orchard which his father planted there, +cañon. The vineyard and peach orchard which his father planted there, are in good bearing. His grandson Jesus, a young man twenty years old, in the summer of 1881 ploughed up and planted twenty acres of wheat. The boy also studied so faithfully in school that year--his first year @@ -3609,7 +3577,7 @@ in its simple dignity. Respectfully yours, - JOSE JESUS CASTILLO. + JOSÉ JESUS CASTILLO. He was at first unwilling to write it, fearing he should be supposed to be begging for himself rather than for his people. His father was a @@ -3750,7 +3718,7 @@ a Latin Mass from a tattered missal bound in rawhide; the whole place was full of chilly gloom, in sharp contrast to the bright valley outside, with its sunlight and silence. This mass was for the soul of an old Indian woman named Margarita, sister of Manuelito, a somewhat -famous chief of several bands of the San Luisenos. Her home was at the +famous chief of several bands of the San Luiseños. Her home was at the Potrero,--a mountain meadow, or pasture, as the word signifies,--about ten miles from Pala, high up the mountain-side, and reached by an almost impassable road. This farm--or "saeter" it would be called in @@ -3945,7 +3913,7 @@ The twelve devout Spanish soldiers who founded the city named it at their leisure with a long name, musical as a chime of bells. It answered well enough, no doubt, for the first fifty years of the city's life, during which not a municipal record of any sort or kind -was written,--"Nuestra Senora Reina de los Angeles," "Our Lady the +was written,--"Nuestra Señora Reina de los Angeles," "Our Lady the Queen of the Angels;" and her portrait made a goodly companion flag, unfurled always by the side of the flag of Spain. @@ -4261,7 +4229,7 @@ superb,--terra-cotta reds, shading up to flesh pink, and down to dark mahogany; but the forms are grotesque beyond comparison: twists, querls, contortions, a boxful of them is an uncomfortable presence in one's room, and putting them on the fire is like cremating the -vertebrae and double teeth of colossal monsters of the Pterodactyl +vertebræ and double teeth of colossal monsters of the Pterodactyl period. The present plaza of the city is near the original plaza marked out at @@ -4312,7 +4280,7 @@ thus lingering, will any one ever know more of Los Angeles than its lovely outward semblances and mysterious suggestions, unless he have the good fortune to win past the barrier of proud, sensitive, tender reserve, behind which is hid the life of the few remaining survivors -of the old Spanish and Mexican _regime_. +of the old Spanish and Mexican _régime_. Once past this, he gets glimpses of the same stintless hospitality and immeasurable courtesy which gave to the old Franciscan establishments @@ -4566,7 +4534,7 @@ superb Saint Bernard dog. Her clear olive skin, soft brown eyes, delicate sensitive nostrils, and broad smiling mouth, are all of the Spanish madonna type; and when her low brow is bound, as is often her wont, by turban folds of soft brown or green gauze, her face becomes a -picture indeed. She is the young wife of a gray-headed Mexican senor, +picture indeed. She is the young wife of a gray-headed Mexican señor, of whom--by his own most gracious permission--I shall speak by his familiar name, Don Antonio. Whoever has the fortune to pass as a friend across the threshold of this house finds himself transported, @@ -4580,7 +4548,7 @@ whorls all turned outward, making a superb decoration. I went for but a few moments' call. I stayed three hours, and left carrying with me bewildering treasures of pictures of the olden time. -Don Antonio speaks little English; but the senora knows just enough of +Don Antonio speaks little English; but the señora knows just enough of the language to make her use of it delicious, as she translates for her husband. It is an entrancing sight to watch his dark, weather-beaten face, full of lightning changes as he pours out @@ -4715,7 +4683,7 @@ spent in the chapel, praying and weeping. In the morning he announced his intention of becoming a priest, and began his studies at once. These he faithfully pursued for a year, leading all the while a life of great devotion. At the end of that time preparations were made for -his ordination at San Jose. The day was set, the hour came: he was in +his ordination at San José. The day was set, the hour came: he was in the sacristy, had put on the sacred vestments, and was just going toward the church door, when he fell to the floor, dead. Soon after this the juggler was banished from the county, trouble and disaster @@ -4738,7 +4706,7 @@ approaches made by the Americans to Los Angeles, he went out with his little haphazard company of men and boys to meet them. He had but one cannon, a small one, tied by ropes on a cart axle. He had but one small keg of powder which was good for anything; all the rest was bad, -would merely go off "pouf, pouf," the senora said, and the ball would +would merely go off "pouf, pouf," the señora said, and the ball would pop down near the mouth of the cannon. With this bad powder he fired his first shots. The Americans laughed; this is child's play, they said, and pushed on closer. Then came a good shot, with the good @@ -4748,7 +4716,7 @@ pouf balls; and when a few more were killed, they ran away and left their flag behind them. And if they had only known it, the Californians had only one more charge left of the good powder, and the next minute it would have been the Californians that would have had to -run away themselves," merrily laughed the senora as she told the tale. +run away themselves," merrily laughed the señora as she told the tale. This captured flag, with important papers, was intrusted to Don Antonio to carry to the Mexican headquarters at Sonora. He set off @@ -4868,7 +4836,7 @@ a few words of translation:-- Near the western end of Don Antonio's porch is an orange-tree, on which were hanging at this time twenty-five hundred oranges, ripe and golden among the glossy leaves. Under this tree my carriage always -waited for me. The senora never allowed me to depart without bringing +waited for me. The señora never allowed me to depart without bringing to me, in the carriage, farewell gifts of flowers and fruit: clusters of grapes, dried and fresh; great boughs full of oranges, more than I could lift. As I drove away thus, my lap filled with bloom and golden @@ -5094,7 +5062,7 @@ town is its surrounding of wild and wooded country. In an hour, driving up on the hills to the west, one finds himself in wildernesses of woods: spruce, maple, cedar, and pine; dogwood, wild syringa, honeysuckle, ferns and brakes fitting in for undergrowth; and below -all, white clover matting the ground. By the roadsides are Linnaea, red +all, white clover matting the ground. By the roadsides are Linnæa, red clover, yarrow, May-weed, and dandelion, looking to New England eyes strangely familiar and unfamiliar at once. Never in New England woods and roadsides do they have such a luxurious diet of water and rich @@ -5187,7 +5155,7 @@ clouds, white-edged, piled up in masses above them, all floating apace with us, and changing tone and tint oftener than we changed course. As we approached the Cascade Mountains, the scenery grew grander with -every mile. The river cuts through this range in a winding canon, +every mile. The river cuts through this range in a winding cañon, whose sides for a space of four or five miles are from three to four thousand feet high. But the charm of this pass is not so much in the height and grandeur as in the beauty of its walls. They vary in color @@ -5312,7 +5280,7 @@ take that, jest as a kind o' momento." The old man was greatly indignant to hear that Chief Joseph was in Indian Territory. He had been out of the State at the time of the Nez -Perce war, and had not heard of Joseph's fate. +Percé war, and had not heard of Joseph's fate. "Well, that was a dirty mean trick!" he exclaimed,--"a dirty mean trick! I don't care who done it." @@ -5395,7 +5363,7 @@ seen; and one of the younger squaws, laughing back at the lookers-on on deck, picked up a salmon, and waving it in her right hand ran swiftly along towards an outjutting point. She was a gay creature, with scarlet fringed leggings, a pale green blanket, and on her head a -twisted handkerchief of a fine old Duerer red. As she poised herself, +twisted handkerchief of a fine old Dürer red. As she poised herself, and braced backwards to throw the salmon on deck, she was a superb figure against the sky; she did not throw straight, and the fish fell a few inches short of reaching the boat. As it struck the water she @@ -6024,7 +5992,7 @@ comparison to all of us, remembering that "the best-laid schemes o' mice an' men" must "gang aft aglee;" and the other field, also near by, where grew that mountain daisy, - "Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flower," + "Wee, modest, crimson-tippèd flower," whose name is immortal in our hearts as that of Burns. This farm-wife, however, knew nothing about them. The stern air of the north country @@ -6477,7 +6445,7 @@ association with the dust they affect to commemorate. What a ballad Burns might have written about such a show! And what would it not have been given to him to say of the "Genius of Coila, finding her favorite son at the plough, and casting her mantle over him,"--that is, the -sculptured monument, or, as the sexton called it, "Mawsolem," under +sculptured monument, or, as the sexton called it, "Máwsolem," under which he has had the misfortune to be buried. A great Malvern bathwoman, bringing a bathing-sheet to an unwilling patient, might have been the model for the thing. It is hideous beyond description, @@ -7395,7 +7363,7 @@ of the see, that bee named Dee and Mersee. Thys cyte in tyme of Britons was hede and chefe cyte of Venedocia, that is North Wales. Thys cyte in Brytyshe speech bete Carthleon, Chestre in Englyshe, and Cyte of Legyons also. For there laye a wynter, the legyons that Julius -Caesar sent to wyne Irlonde. And after, Claudius Caesar sent legyons out +Cæsar sent to wyne Irlonde. And after, Claudius Cæsar sent legyons out of the cyte for to wynn the Islands that bee called Orcades. Thys cyte hath plenty of cyne land, of corn, of flesh, and specyally of samon. Thys cyte receyveth grate marchandyse and sendeth out also. @@ -7604,7 +7572,7 @@ first story was excavated out of solid rock, so you began by going downstairs at the outset. These first stories of the ancient Cestrians are beneath the cellars of the Rows to-day; and every now and then, in deepening a vault or cellar-way, workmen come on old Roman altars, -built there by the "Legyons" of Julius, or Claudius Caesar, dedicated +built there by the "Legyons" of Julius, or Claudius Cæsar, dedicated to "Nymphs and Fountains," or other genii of the day; baths, too, with their pillars and perforated tiles still in place, as they were in the days when cleanly and luxurious Roman soldiers took Turkish baths @@ -7704,7 +7672,7 @@ When the Mystery Plays were finally forbidden, it seemed dull times for a while in Chester; but at last the people contrived an ingenious resuscitation of the old amusements under new names, and with new themes, to which nobody could object. They dramatized old stories, -legends, histories of kings, and the like. The story of AEneas and +legends, histories of kings, and the like. The story of Æneas and Queen Dido was one of the first played. No doubt all the "gyauntes" and hobble-de-horses which had not been eaten up by rats and moths came in as effectively in the second dispensation as in the first. The @@ -7944,7 +7912,7 @@ own memory of them was darkened forever,--unreasonably so, perhaps; but the antithesis came too suddenly and soon for me ever to separate the pictures. -The archaeologist in Chester will frequently be lured from its streets +The archæologist in Chester will frequently be lured from its streets to its still more famous walls. This side Rome there is no such piece of Roman masonry work, to be seen. Here, indeed, is the air full of ballad measures, to which one must step, if he go his way thinking at @@ -8782,7 +8750,7 @@ of door, and old women sit crouching in them, selling blueberries and dark bread. One man, clad in sheepskin that looked a hundred years old, I saw trying to sell a bit of sheepskin nearly as old as that he was wearing; another had a basket with three bunches of wild -monkshood, pink spiraea, and blue larkspur, and one small saucer full +monkshood, pink spiræa, and blue larkspur, and one small saucer full of wild strawberries; boys carrying one pot with a plant growing in it, or a tub of sour milk, or a string of onions, or bunch of juniper boughs; women sitting on a small butter-tub upside down, their butter @@ -9003,7 +8971,7 @@ looked as fine and fierce as if they had just brought Sigurd home from Jerusalem. Another memorable Bergen day was a day at Valestrand, on the island -Osteroen. Valestrand is a farm which has been in the possession of Ole +Osteroën. Valestrand is a farm which has been in the possession of Ole Bull's family for several generations, and is still in the possession of Ole Bull's eldest son. It lies two hours' sail north from Bergen,--two hours, or four according to the number of lighters loaded @@ -9015,7 +8983,7 @@ may say how many times he will stop on his journey, or at what hour he will reach its end: all of which is clear profit for the steamboat company, no doubt, but is worrying to travellers; especially to those who leave Bergen of a morning at seven, as we did, invited to -breakfast at Valestrand at nine, and do not see Osteroen's shore till +breakfast at Valestrand at nine, and do not see Osteroën's shore till near eleven. People who were not going to Valestrand to breakfast that day were eating breakfast on board, all around us: poor people eating cracknels and dry bread out of baskets; well-to-do people eating @@ -9113,8 +9081,8 @@ carried by distinguished gentlemen of Bergen. As the procession passed slowly along, flowers were showered on the coffin, and tears were seen on many faces, but the silence was unbroken. -At the grave, Norway's greatest orator and poet, Bjoernstjerne -Bjoernson, spoke a few words of eloquent love and admiration. The grave +At the grave, Norway's greatest orator and poet, Björnstjerne +Björnson, spoke a few words of eloquent love and admiration. The grave was made on a commanding spot in the centre of Bergen's old cemetery, in which interments had been forbidden for many years. This spot, however, had been set apart more than thirty years ago, to be reserved @@ -9547,7 +9515,7 @@ think we shall have all sorrow and joy, and to be married many times over, if it be true," she added, as the noisy, showy creatures continued to cross our road by twos and threes. -High up on the hills, just in the edge of snow patches, saeters were +High up on the hills, just in the edge of snow patches, sæters were to be seen, their brown roofs looking as much a part of the lonely Nature as did the waterfalls and the pine-trees. On all sides shone the water,--trickling fosses down precipices, outbursting fosses from @@ -9576,7 +9544,7 @@ next to being an eagle on wing in a storm to cross that bridge in upper air. At the sixth turn we came out abreast of the top of the waterfall, and in a moment more had left all the stress and storm and tumult of waters behind us, and glided into a sombre, still roadway -beside a calm little river deep in a fir forest. Only the linnaea had +beside a calm little river deep in a fir forest. Only the linnæa had won bloom out of this darkness; its courageous little tendrils wreathed the tree trunks nestled among the savage rocks, and held up myriads of pink cups wet with the ceaseless spray. It was a dreary, @@ -9599,9 +9567,9 @@ we had seen for ten miles--was taking his cart out of a little shed by the roadside. This shed was the only sign of human habitation to be seen in the region. His horse stood near by, with a big barrel slung on each side: they were barrels of milk, which had just been brought -down in this way from a saeter which we could see, well up in the +down in this way from a sæter which we could see, well up in the cloud region, far above the woods on the left. Down the steep path -from this saeter the man had walked, and the horse bearing the +from this sæter the man had walked, and the horse bearing the barrels of milk had followed. Now the barrels were to be put in the cart, and carried to Eide. Ten miles more that milk was to be carried before it reached its market; and yet, at the little inn in Eide, for @@ -9639,7 +9607,7 @@ On the eastern shore of the lake is a chain of mountains, from two to four thousand feet high; to the south, west, and north rise the green hills on which the farms lie; above these, again, rise other hills, higher and more distant, where in the edges of the snow tracts or -buried in fir forests are the saeters, the farmers' summer homes. +buried in fir forests are the sæters, the farmers' summer homes. As we drove into the village we met the peasants going home from church: the women in short green or black gowns, with gay jackets and @@ -9739,15 +9707,15 @@ America." And they asked eager question after question, in insatiable curiosity, about the unknown country whither their friends had gone. The wives and daughters of the family were all away, up at the -saeter with the cows; only the men and the servant maids were left -at home to make the hay. Would I not go up to the saeter? The +sæter with the cows; only the men and the servant maids were left +at home to make the hay. Would I not go up to the sæter? The mistress would be distressed that an American lady had visited the -farm in her absence. I could easily go to the saeter in a day. It +farm in her absence. I could easily go to the sæter in a day. It was only five hours on horseback, and about a half-hour's walk, at the last, over a path too rough even for riding. Very warmly the men urged Sanna to induce me to make the trip. They themselves would leave the haying and go with me, if I would only go; and I must never think I -had seen Norwegian farming unless I had seen the saeter also, they +had seen Norwegian farming unless I had seen the sæter also, they said. The maids were at dinner in the kitchen. It was a large room, with @@ -9773,7 +9741,7 @@ There was no window in the kitchen, no ventilation except through the chimney and the door. A bare wooden table, wooden chairs, a few shelves, where were ranged some iron utensils, were all the furniture of the gloomy room. The maids' dinner consisted of a huge plate of -fladbroed and jugs of milk; nothing else. They would live on that, +fladbröd and jugs of milk; nothing else. They would live on that, Sanna said, for weeks, and work in the hay-fields from sunrise till midnight. @@ -9820,7 +9788,7 @@ She took us into the storerooms, where were bins of flour and grain; hams of beef and pork hanging up; wooden utensils of all sorts, curiously carved and stained wooden spoons, among other things,--a cask full of them, put away to be used "when they had a merry-making." -Here also were stacks of fladbroed. This is the staple of the +Here also were stacks of fladbröd. This is the staple of the Norwegian's living; it is a coarse bread made of dark flour, in cakes as thin as a wafer and as big round as a barrel. This is baked once a year, in the spring, is piled up in stacks in the storerooms, and @@ -9861,7 +9829,7 @@ slated; one or two were thatched, and these thatched roofs were the only thing that redeemed the gloom of the spot, the sods on these being bright with pansies and grasses and waving raspberry bushes. Here also we found the men of the family alone at home, the women -being gone on their summering at the saeter. The youngest son showed +being gone on their summering at the sæter. The youngest son showed us freely from room to room, and displayed with some pride the trunks full of blankets and linen, and the rows of women's dresses hanging in the chambers. On two sides of one large room these were hung thick one @@ -9900,7 +9868,7 @@ dry bread, and old silver. There were several storerooms in these farm buildings, and they were well filled with food, grain, flour, dried meats, fish, and towers of -fladbroed. Looms with partly finished webs of cloth in them were there +fladbröd. Looms with partly finished webs of cloth in them were there set away till winter; baskets full of carved yellow spoons hung on the wall. In one of the rooms, standing on the sill of the open window, were two common black glass bottles, with a few pond-lilies in @@ -10120,7 +10088,7 @@ his wife was not strong, which made it harder for them, as they were obliged always to keep a servant. Even in full sunlight, at nine of the morning, Gudvangen looked grim -and dangerous, and the Neroe Fjord water black. As we sailed out, the +and dangerous, and the Nerö Fjord water black. As we sailed out, the walls of the valley closed up suddenly behind us, as with a snap which might have craunched poor little Gudvangen to death. The fjord is as wild as the pass; in fact, the same thing, only that it has water at @@ -10320,7 +10288,7 @@ permission to give the extracts as she wrote them:-- "The man told me that the pass also is to be passed with horse, the time of the summer, and that all then is to be carried in a pack-saddle to the farm, of his own horse, which is accustomed - to this trip. And when one know the small Laerdalske horses' + to this trip. And when one know the small Lærdalske horses' easiness, and the extraordinary security wherewith they can go upon the most narrow path on the edge of the most dreadful precipices, in that they place or cast the feet so in front of @@ -10333,7 +10301,7 @@ permission to give the extracts as she wrote them:-- of the farm be still more narrow, more difficult, and more dreadful. The farmer himself and his people must often go there to the woods, and for other things for his farm. There belongs - to this farm most excellent saeter and mountain fields, + to this farm most excellent sæter and mountain fields, wherefore the cattle begetting is here of great importance; and also the most excellent tract of firs belong to this farm. @@ -10392,7 +10360,7 @@ extra outsider of an _r_ was irresistibly attractive. The words of the letter itself were, if not equally original in spelling, at least as unique in arrangement, and altogether the advertisement answered its purposes far better than if it had been written in good English. The -_naivete_ with which the writer went on to say, "I do recommend me," +_naïveté_ with which the writer went on to say, "I do recommend me," was delicious; and when she herself appeared there was something in her whole personal bearing entirely in keeping with the childlike and unconscious complacency of her phraseology. "I do recommend me" was @@ -10547,7 +10515,7 @@ and fine as an Arabian's; a mouth of flawless beauty, unless it might be that the upper lip was a trifle too short, but this fault only added to the piquancy of the face. I lifted myself on my elbow to look at her. She was gone; and I sank back, thinking of the pictures that -the world raved over, so few short years ago, of the lovely Eugenie. +the world raved over, so few short years ago, of the lovely Eugénie. Here was a face strangely like hers, but with far more fire and character,--a Norwegian girl, evidently poor. I was wondering if I should see her again, and how I could manage to set Katrina on her @@ -10893,9 +10861,9 @@ but forthwith drove away in search of airier, sunnier, drier quarters. There were many mysterious inside balconies of beautiful gay flowers at the Victoria, but they did not redeem it. -"I tink dat place is like a prison more tan it is like a hotle," said +"I tink dat place is like a prison more tan it is like a hótle," said Katrina, as we drove away; in which she was quite right. "I don't see -vhy tey need make a hotle like dat; nobody vould stay in prison!" At +vhy tey need make a hótle like dat; nobody vould stay in prison!" At the Hotel Scandinavie, a big room with six sides and five windows pleased her better. "Dis is vat you like," she said; "here tere is light." @@ -11182,7 +11150,7 @@ was not as I tought," she said: "King Ring did get Ingeborg after; but he had to die, and leaved her." When we went out to Oscar's Hall, which is a pretty country-seat of -the king's, on the beautiful peninsula of Ladegaardsoeen, she was far +the king's, on the beautiful peninsula of Ladegaardsöen, she was far more interested in the sculptured cornice which told the story of Frithiof and Ingeborg, than in any of the more splendid things, or those more suggestive of the life of the king. The rooms are showily @@ -11241,9 +11209,9 @@ banks of the fjord. One of the old Norway kings, Hakon, thought the peninsula beautiful enough for a wedding morning gift to his queen; but it seems not to have been held so dear by her as it ought, for she gave it away to the monks who lived on the neighboring island of -Hovedoeen. Then, in the time of the Reformation, when monks had to +Hovedöen. Then, in the time of the Reformation, when monks had to scatter and go begging, and monastic properties were lying about loose -everywhere, the Norwegian kings picked up Ladegaardsoeen again, and it +everywhere, the Norwegian kings picked up Ladegaardsöen again, and it has been a crown property ever since. One of the most charming of the short drives in what Katrina called @@ -11279,7 +11247,7 @@ even on Norwegian country-roads, I think, could there be found many souls so dead to all sense of beauty as to buy the hideous and costly combinations which he insisted upon laying in my lap: a sofa-cushion, square, thick, and hard, of wine-colored velvet, with a sprawling tree -and bird laid upon it in an applique pattern cut out of black and +and bird laid upon it in an appliqué pattern cut out of black and white velvet; a long and narrow strip of the same velvet, with the same black and white velvet foliage and poultry, was trimmed at the ends with heavy fringe, and intended for a sideboard or a bureau; a @@ -11432,26 +11400,26 @@ I felt more than half-way minded not to go near it,--to keep it still nothing more than a far-away, changing, luring oasis of sunny gold or wistful green on the mountain-side. Had it been called by any other name, my instinct to leave it unknown might have triumphed; but the -words "Frogner Saeter" were almost as great a lure to the imagination -as the green oasis itself. The saeter, high up on some mountain-side, +words "Frogner Sæter" were almost as great a lure to the imagination +as the green oasis itself. The sæter, high up on some mountain-side, is the fulfilling of the Norwegian out-door life, the key-note of the Norwegian summer. The gentle kine know it as well as their mistresses who go thither with them. Three months in the upper air, in the spicy and fragrant woods,--no matter if it be solitary and if the work be -hard, the saeter life must be the best the Norwegians know,--must +hard, the sæter life must be the best the Norwegians know,--must elevate and develop them, and strengthen them for their long, sunless winters. I had looked up from the Vossevangen Valley, from Ringeriket, and from the Hardanger country to many such gleaming points of lighter green, tossed up as it were on the billowy forests. They were beyond the reach of any methods of ascent at my command; unwillingly I had accepted again and again the wisdom of the farm people, who said "the -road up to the saeter was too hard for those who were not used to it." -Reluctantly I had put the saeter out of my hopes, as a thing to be +road up to the sæter was too hard for those who were not used to it." +Reluctantly I had put the sæter out of my hopes, as a thing to be known only by imagination and other people's descriptions. Therefore -the name of the Frogner Saeter was a lure not to be resisted; a saeter +the name of the Frogner Sæter was a lure not to be resisted; a sæter to which one might drive in a comfortable carriage over a good road -could not be the ideal saeter of the wild country life, but still it -was called "saeter;" we would go, and we would take a day for the going +could not be the ideal sæter of the wild country life, but still it +was called "sæter;" we would go, and we would take a day for the going and coming. "Dat will be bestest," said Katrina. "I tink you like dat high place @@ -11474,7 +11442,7 @@ with your hands; but it is strongth all the same,"--a definition which might be commended to the careful attention of all persons in the habit or need of using the word "dynamic." -It is five miles from Christiania out and up to the Frogner Saeter, +It is five miles from Christiania out and up to the Frogner Sæter, first through pretty suburban streets which are more roads than streets, with picturesque wooden houses, painted in wonderful colors,--lilac, apple-green, white with orange-colored settings to @@ -11499,14 +11467,14 @@ where houses are so instantly and good-naturedly attractive, with a suggestion of good fellowship, and sensible, easy-going good times inside and out. -The last three miles of the road to the saeter are steadily up, and all +The last three miles of the road to the sæter are steadily up, and all the way through dense woods of fir and spruce,--that grand Norway spruce, which spreads its boughs out generously as palms, and loads down each twig so full that by their own weight of shining green the lower branches trail out along the ground, and the upper ones fold a little and slant downwards from the middle, as if avalanches of snow had just slid off on each side and bent them. Here were great beds of -ferns, clusters of bluebells, and territories of Linnaea. In June the +ferns, clusters of bluebells, and territories of Linnæa. In June the mountain-side must be fragrant with its flowers. Katrina glowed with pleasure. In her colder, barrener home she had @@ -11529,7 +11497,7 @@ could stand in Bergen. I like to carry dat home and dem trees to it; but my husband, he would not like it. He likes Bergen house bestest." As we drew near the top, we met carriages coming down. Evidently it -was the custom to drive to the Frogner Saeter. +was the custom to drive to the Frogner Sæter. "I tink in dat first carriage were Chews," said Katrina, scornfully. "I do hate dem Chews. I can't bear dat kind of people." @@ -11548,7 +11516,7 @@ places. Dey are chust like dat if dey come in Norway. Very few Chews comes in Norway. Dat is one good ting." In a small open, part clearing, part natural rocky crest of the hill, -stood the saeter: great spaces of pink heather to right and left of it, +stood the sæter: great spaces of pink heather to right and left of it, a fir wood walling it on two sides; to the south and the east, a clear off-look over the two bays of the Christiania Fjord, past all their islands, out to sea, and the farthest horizon. Christiania lay like an @@ -11612,7 +11580,7 @@ ice islands must be grander than when the islands and the land are green. Pine logs in huge fireplaces can warm any room; and persons of the sort that would think of spending Christmas in a fir-wood on a mountain-top could make a house warm even better than pine logs could -do it. Christmas at the Frogner Saeter must be a Christmas worth +do it. Christmas at the Frogner Sæter must be a Christmas worth having. "The house is as full as ever it can hold," said the woman, "and fifty @@ -11628,7 +11596,7 @@ mountain front at midnight, the bells clanging, the voices of lovers and loved chiming, and laughter and mirth ringing. I think for years to come the picture will be so vivid in my mind that I shall find myself on many a Christmas night mentally listening to the swift bells -chiming down the mountain from the Frogner Saeter. +chiming down the mountain from the Frogner Sæter. The eastern end of the piazza is closed in by a great window, one single pane of glass like the door; so that in this corner, sheltered @@ -11811,14 +11779,14 @@ and warm his feet at the same time,--a thing that couldn't be done with any other sort of stove. One of my last days in Christiania was spent on the island of -Hovedoeen, a short half-hour's row from the town. Here are the ruins of +Hovedöen, a short half-hour's row from the town. Here are the ruins of an old monastery, dating back to the first half of the twelfth century, and of priceless interest to antiquarians, who tell, inch by inch, among the old grass-grown stones, just where the abbot sat, and the monks prayed, and through which arch they walked at vespers. Bits of the old carved cornices are standing everywhere, leaning up against the moss-grown walls, which look much less old for being hoary with -moss. One thing they had in the monastery of Hovedoeen,--a well of +moss. One thing they had in the monastery of Hovedöen,--a well of ice-cold, sparkling water, which might have consoled them for much lack of wine; and if the limes and poplars and birches were half as beautiful in 1147 as they are now, the monks were to be envied, when a @@ -12176,12 +12144,12 @@ of her words in her own tongue? "Modtag Takken og Farvellet Som Erindring med dem hjem, - Sjoent som Fremmed jeg er stillet + Sjönt som Fremmed jeg er stillet Og som Tjener kun for dem. - Himlen's rige Loen nedbeder + Himlen's rige Lön nedbeder Jeg for Lidet og for Stort, - Mrs. Jackson, Held og Haeder - Foelge dem til Doeden's Port." + Mrs. Jackson, Held og Hæder + Fölge dem til Döden's Port." @@ -12482,7 +12450,7 @@ to build their ships. They carried it up from Denmark, which must have been in those days a great forest of beech and oak to have kept so many till now. It is only a few miles from Frederikssund, also, to Havelse, which is celebrated for its "kitchen middings,"--the -archaeological name for kitchen refuse which got buried up hundreds of +archæological name for kitchen refuse which got buried up hundreds of years ago. Even potato parings become highly important if you keep them long enough! They will at least establish the fact that somebody ate potatoes at that date; and all things hang together so in this @@ -13705,8 +13673,8 @@ Dear People,--I couldn't give you a better illustration of what happens to you in foreign countries when you pin your faith on people who are said to "speak English here," than by giving you the tale of how I went from Copenhagen to Lubeck. To begin with, I explained to -the porter of the Koenig von Denmark Hotel, who is one of the -English-speaking _attaches_ of that very good hotel, that I wished, +the porter of the König von Denmark Hotel, who is one of the +English-speaking _attachés_ of that very good hotel, that I wished, in going to Lubeck, to avoid water as much as possible. I endeavored to convey to him that my horror of it was in fact hydrophobic, and that I could go miles out of my way to escape it. He understood me @@ -13894,7 +13862,7 @@ sheaved; wagons piled full, rolling down shaded roads with long lines of trees on each side. Roeskilde, Ringsted, Soro,--three towns, but seemingly only one great farm, for seventeen miles out of Copenhagen. Then we began to smell the salt water, and to get a fresh breeze in at -the windows; and presently we came to Kosoer, where we were to take +the windows; and presently we came to Kosör, where we were to take boat. A big man in uniform stood at the door of the station, looked at our tickets, said "Kiel," and waved his hand toward a little steamer lying at the dock. @@ -13963,7 +13931,7 @@ high peaked roofs, red-tiled, and scooped into queer curves, as I do not know elsewhere except in Nuremberg. It all dates back to 1100 and 1200, and thereabouts,--which does not sound so very old to you when you have just come from Norway, where a thing is not ancient unless it -dates back to somewhere near Christ's time; but for a mediaeval town, +dates back to somewhere near Christ's time; but for a mediæval town, Lubeck has a fine flavor of antiquity about it. It has some splendid old gateways, and plenty of old houses, two-thirds roof, one-third gable, and four-fifths dormer-window, with door-posts and corners @@ -14245,7 +14213,7 @@ it is jarring. I wish they had fashioned them otherwise. In this one, for instance, it is almost a pain to see on the outside doors of what apparently is a cupboard one of Memling's angels (the Gabriel) and the Mary listening to his message. Throwing these doors back, you see -life-size figures of four saints,--John, Jerome, Blasius, and AEgidius. +life-size figures of four saints,--John, Jerome, Blasius, and Ægidius. The latter is a grand dark figure, with a head and face to haunt one. Opening these doors again, you come to the last,--a landscape with the crucifixion in the foreground, and other scenes from the Passion of @@ -14320,15 +14288,15 @@ thought he would get a good bit of this beautiful Germany for a birthday present, and be in Berlin on his birthday; and instead of that the Prussians were in Berlin on his birthday." -At Lueneburg we came into the heather. I thought I knew heather, but I was +At Lüneburg we came into the heather. I thought I knew heather, but I was to discover my mistake. All the heather of my life heretofore--English, Scotch, Norwegian--had been no more than a single sprig by the side -of this. "The dreary Lueneburg Heath," the discriminating Baedeker +of this. "The dreary Lüneburg Heath," the discriminating Baedeker calls it. The man who wrote that phrase must have been not only color-blind, he must have been color-dead! If a mountain is "dreary" when it turns purple pink or pink purple five minutes before the rising sun is going to flash full on its eastern front, then the -Lueneburg Heath is "dreary." Acres of heather, miles of heather; miles +Lüneburg Heath is "dreary." Acres of heather, miles of heather; miles after miles, hour after hour, of swift railroad riding, and still heather! The purple and the pink and the browns into which the purple and pink blended and melted, shifted every second, and deepened and @@ -14421,7 +14389,7 @@ very well that even half that sum is more than the price at ordinary times. I will give you this fifty pfennigs for yourself, and not another pfennig do you get!" I wish that the man that invented the word _pfennig_ had to "do a pour of it for one tousand year," as dear -old Dr. Proehl said of the teapot that would not pour without spilling. +old Dr. Pröhl said of the teapot that would not pour without spilling. I think it is the test-word of the German language. The nearest direction I could give for pronouncing it would be: fill your mouth with hasty-pudding, then say _purr-f-f-f-f-f_, and then gulp the @@ -14486,7 +14454,7 @@ the groups of houses no longer looked like crowds of furry creatures nestled close for protection. Some rollicking school girls, with long hair flying, got into our carriage, and chattered, and ate cake, and giggled; the cars rocked us to and fro on our seats as if we were in a -saddle on a run-away horse in a Colorado canon. All the rough roads I +saddle on a run-away horse in a Colorado cañon. All the rough roads I have ever been on have been smooth gliding in comparison with this. At nine o'clock, Munich, and a note from the dear old "Fraulein" to say that her house was full, but she had rooms engaged for me near by. The @@ -14845,7 +14813,7 @@ petticoat carefully gathered up in front, full of hay; the other drawing behind her (not wheeling it) a low, scoop-shaped wheelbarrow full of green grass and clover,--these are a few of any day's pictures. And thither came every day Issa Kattan, from Bethlehem of -Judaea,--a brown-skinned, deer-eyed Syrian, who had come all the way +Judæa,--a brown-skinned, deer-eyed Syrian, who had come all the way from the Holy Land to offer to the Passion Play pilgrims mother-of-pearl trinkets wrought in Jerusalem; rosaries of pearl, of olive-wood, of seeds, scarlet, yellow, and black, wonderfully smooth, @@ -15719,7 +15687,7 @@ play, and are to be ready to attend a solemn mass at daylight. Before eight o'clock every seat in the theatre is filled. There is no confusion, no noise. The proportion of those who have come to the play with as solemn a feeling as they would have followed the steps of the -living Christ in Judaea is so large that the contagion of their devout +living Christ in Judæa is so large that the contagion of their devout atmosphere spreads even to the most indifferent spectators, commanding quiet and serious demeanor. @@ -15744,7 +15712,7 @@ express; one only wonders, on seeing it, that outdoor theatres have not become a common summer pleasure for the whole world. When birds fly over, they cast fluttering shadows of their wings on -the front of Pilate's and Caiaphas' homes, as naturally as did Judaean +the front of Pilate's and Caiaphas' homes, as naturally as did Judæan sparrows two thousand years ago. Even butterflies flitting past cast their tiny shadows on the stage; one bird paused, hovered, as if pondering what it all could mean, circled two or three times over the @@ -15835,362 +15803,4 @@ self-abnegating love! 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You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org - - -Title: Glimpses of Three Coasts - -Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - -Release Date: February 4, 2013 [EBook #42009] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK GLIMPSES OF THREE COASTS *** - - - - -Produced by Melissa McDaniel and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - - - - - - -Transcriber's Note: - - Inconsistent hyphenation and spelling in the original document have - been preserved. Obvious typographical errors have been corrected. - - Italic text is denoted by _underscores_. - - Footnote 2 has an anchor but no footnote text. - - - - - GLIMPSES OF THREE COASTS. - - BY - HELEN JACKSON (H. H.), - - AUTHOR OF "RAMONA," "A CENTURY OF DISHONOR," "VERSES," "SONNETS - AND LYRICS," "HETTY'S STRANGE HISTORY," "BITS OF TRAVEL," - "BITS OF TRAVEL AT HOME," "ZEPH," "MERCY PHILBRICK'S - CHOICE," "BETWEEN WHILES," "BITS OF TALK - ABOUT HOME MATTERS," "BITS OF TALK FOR - YOUNG FOLKS," "NELLY'S SILVER - MINE," "CAT STORIES." - - - BOSTON: - ROBERTS BROTHERS. - 1886. - - - - - _Copyright, 1886_, - BY ROBERTS BROTHERS. - - University Press: - JOHN WILSON AND SON, CAMBRIDGE. - - - - -CONTENTS. - - - I. - - CALIFORNIA AND OREGON. - PAGE - - OUTDOOR INDUSTRIES IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA 3 - - FATHER JUNIPERO AND HIS WORK. I. II. 30 - - THE PRESENT CONDITION OF THE MISSION INDIANS IN - SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA 78 - - ECHOES IN THE CITY OF THE ANGELS 103 - - CHANCE DAYS IN OREGON 129 - - - II. - - SCOTLAND AND ENGLAND. - - A BURNS PILGRIMAGE 153 - - GLINTS IN AULD REEKIE 175 - - CHESTER STREETS 196 - - - III. - - NORWAY, DENMARK, AND GERMANY. - - BERGEN DAYS 221 - - FOUR DAYS WITH SANNA 245 - - THE KATRINA SAGA. I. II. 277 - - ENCYCLICALS OF A TRAVELLER. I. II. III. 322 - - THE VILLAGE OF OBERAMMERGAU 384 - - THE PASSION PLAY AT OBERAMMERGAU 402 - - - - -CALIFORNIA AND OREGON. - - - - -GLIMPSES OF THREE COASTS. - -I. - -CALIFORNIA AND OREGON. - - -OUTDOOR INDUSTRIES IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. - -Climate is to a country what temperament is to a man,--Fate. The -figure is not so fanciful as it seems; for temperament, broadly -defined, may be said to be that which determines the point of view of -a man's mental and spiritual vision,--in other words, the light in -which he sees things. And the word "climate" is, primarily, simply a -statement of bounds defined according to the obliquity of the sun's -course relative to the horizon,--in other words, the slant of the sun. -The tropics are tropic because the sun shines down too straight. -Vegetation leaps into luxuriance under the nearly vertical ray: but -human activities languish; intellect is supine; only the passions, -human nature's rank weed-growths, thrive. In the temperate zone, -again, the sun strikes the earth too much aslant. Human activities -develop; intellect is keen; the balance of passion and reason is -normally adjusted: but vegetation is slow and restricted. As compared -with the productiveness of the tropics, the best that the temperate -zone can do is scanty. - -There are a few spots on the globe where the conditions of the country -override these laws, and do away with these lines of discrimination in -favors. Florida, Italy, the South of France and of Spain, a few -islands, and South California complete the list. - -These places are doubly dowered. They have the wealths of the two -zones, without the drawbacks of either. In South California this -results from two causes: first, the presence of a temperate current in -the ocean, near the coast; second, the configuration of the mountain -ranges which intercept and reflect the sun's rays, and shut South -California off from the rest of the continent. It is, as it were, -climatically insulated,--a sort of island on land. It has just enough -of sea to make its atmosphere temperate. Its continental position and -affinities give it a dryness no island could have; and its -climatically insulated position gives it an evenness of temperature -much beyond the continental average. - -It has thus a cool summer and a temperate winter,--conditions which -secure the broadest and highest agricultural and horticultural -possibilities. It is the only country in the world where dairies and -orange orchards will thrive together. - -It has its own zones of climate; not at all following lines parallel -to the equator, but following the trend of its mountains. The -California mountains are a big and interesting family of geological -children, with great gaps in point of age, the Sierra Nevada being -oldest of all. Time was when the Sierra Nevada fronted directly on the -Pacific, and its rivers dashed down straight into the sea. But that is -ages ago. Since then have been born out of the waters the numerous -coast ranges, all following more or less closely the shore line. These -are supplemented at Point Conception by east and west ranges, which -complete the insulating walls of South, or semi-tropic, California. -The coast ranges are the youngest of the children born; but the ocean -is still pregnant of others. Range after range, far out to sea, they -lie, with their attendant valleys, biding their time, popping their -heads out here and there in the shape of islands. - -This colossal furrow system of mountains must have its correlative -system of valleys; hence the great valley divisions of the country. -There may be said to be four groups or kinds of these: the low and -broad valleys, so broad that they are plains; the high mountain -valleys; the rounded plateaus of the Great Basin, as it is called, of -which the Bernardino Mountains are the southern rim; and the river -valleys or cañons,--these last running at angles to the mountain and -shore lines. - -When the air in these valleys becomes heated by the sun, it rushes up -the slopes of the Sierra Nevada as up a mighty chimney. To fill the -vacuum thus created, the sea air is drawn in through every break in -the coast ranges as by a blower. In the upper part of the California -coast it sucks in with fury, as through the Golden Gate, piling up and -demolishing high hills of sand every year, and cutting grooves on the -granite fronts of mountains. - -The country may be said to have three distinct industrial belts: the -first, along the coast, a narrow one, from one to fifteen miles wide. -In this grow some of the deciduous fruits, corn, pumpkins, and grain. -Dairy and stock interests flourish. The nearness of the sea makes the -air cool, with fogs at night. There are many _ciénagas_, or marshy -regions, where grass is green all the year round, and water is near -the surface everywhere. Citrus fruits do not flourish in this belt, -except in sheltered spots at the higher levels. - -The second industrial belt comprises the shorter valleys opening -toward the sea; a belt of country averaging perhaps forty miles in -width. In this belt all grains will grow without irrigation; all -deciduous fruits, including the grape, flourish well without -irrigation; the citrus fruits thrive, but need irrigation. - -The third belt lies back of this, farther from the sea; and the land, -without irrigation, is worthless for all purposes except pasturage. -That, in years of average rain-fall, is good. - -The soils of South California are chiefly of the cretaceous and -tertiary epochs. The most remarkable thing about them is their great -depth. It is not uncommon, in making wells, to find the soil the same -to a depth of one hundred feet; the same thing is to be observed in -cañons, cuts, and exposed bluffs on the sea-shore. This accounts for -the great fertility of much of the land. Crops are raised year after -year, sometimes for twenty successive years, on the same fields, -without the soil's showing exhaustion; and what are called volunteer -crops, sowing themselves, give good yields for the first, second, and -even third year after the original planting. - -To provide for a wholesome variety and succession of seasons, in a -country where both winter and summer were debarred full reign, was a -meteorological problem that might well have puzzled even Nature's -ingenuity. But next to a vacuum, she abhors monotony; and to avoid it, -she has, in California, resorted even to the water-cure,--getting her -requisite alternation of seasons by making one wet and the other dry. - -To define the respective limits of these seasons becomes more and more -difficult the longer one stays in California, and the more one studies -rain-fall statistics. Generally speaking, the wet season may be said -to be from the middle of October to the middle of April, corresponding -nearly with the outside limits of the north temperate zone season of -snows. A good description of the two seasons would be--and it is not -so purely humorous and unscientific as it sounds--that the wet season -is the season in which it can rain, but may not; and the dry season is -the season in which it cannot rain, but occasionally does. - -Sometimes the rains expected and hoped for in October do not begin -until March, and the whole country is in anxiety; a drought in the wet -season meaning drought for a year, and great losses. There have been -such years in California, and the dread of them is well founded. But -often the rains, coming later than their wont, are so full and steady -that the requisite number of inches fall, and the year's supply is -made good. The average rain-fall in San Diego County is ten inches; in -Los Angeles, San Bernardino, and Ventura counties, fifteen; in Santa -Barbara, twenty. These five counties are all that properly come under -the name of South California, resting the division on natural and -climatic grounds. The political division, if ever made, will be based -on other than natural or climatic reasons, and will include two, -possibly three, more counties. - -The pricelessness of water in a land where no rain falls during six -months of the year cannot be appreciated by one who has not lived in -such a country. There is a saying in South California that if a man -buys water he can get his land thrown in. This is only an epigrammatic -putting of the literal fact that the value of much of the land -depends solely upon the water which it holds or controls. - -Four systems of irrigation are practised: First, flooding the land. -This is possible only in flat districts, where there are large heads -of water. It is a wasteful method, and is less and less used each -year. The second system is by furrows. By this system a large head of -water is brought upon the land and distributed in small streams in -many narrow furrows. The streams are made as small as will run across -the ground, and are allowed to run only twenty-four hours at a time. -The third system is by basins dug around tree roots. To these basins -water is brought by pipes or ditches; or, in mountain lands, by -flumes. The fourth system is by sub-irrigation. This is the most -expensive system of all, but is thought to economize water. The water -is carried in pipes laid from two to three feet under ground. By -opening valves in these pipes the water is let out and up, but never -comes above the surface. - -The appliances of one sort and another belonging to these irrigation -systems add much to the picturesqueness of South California -landscapes. Even the huge, tower-like, round-fanned windmills by which -the water is pumped up are sometimes, spite of their clumsiness, made -effective by gay colors and by vines growing on them. If they had -broad, stretching arms, like the Holland windmills, the whole country -would seem a-flutter. - -The history of the industries of South California since the American -occupation is interesting in its record of successions,--successions, -not the result of human interventions and decisions so much as of -climatic fate, which, in epoch after epoch, created different -situations. - -The history begins with the cattle interest; hardly an industry, -perhaps, or at any rate an unindustrious one, but belonging in point -of time at the head of the list of the ways and means by which money -has been made in the country. It dates back to the old mission days; -to the two hundred head of cattle which the wise Galvez brought, in -1769, for stocking the three missions projected in Upper California. - -From these had grown, in the sixty years of the friars' unhindered -rule, herds, of which it is no exaggeration to say that they covered -thousands of hills and were beyond counting. It is probable that even -the outside estimates of their numbers were short of the truth. The -cattle wealth, the reckless ruin of the secularization period, -survived, and was the leading wealth of the country at the time of its -surrender to the United States. It was most wastefully handled. The -cattle were killed, as they had been in the mission days, simply for -their hides and tallow. Kingdoms full of people might have been fed on -the beef which rotted on the ground every year, and the California -cattle ranch in which either milk or butter could be found was an -exception to the rule. - -Into the calm of this half-barbaric life broke the fierce excitement -of the gold discovery in 1849. The swarming hordes of ravenous miners -must be fed; beef meant gold. The cattlemen suddenly found in their -herds a new source of undreamed-of riches. Cattle had been sold as low -as two dollars and a half a head. When the gold fever was at its -highest, there were days and places in which they sold for three -hundred. It is not strange that the rancheros lost their heads, grew -careless and profligate. - -Then came the drought of 1864, which killed off cattle by thousands of -thousands. By thousands they were driven over steep places into the -sea to save pasturage, and to save the country from the stench and the -poison of their dying of hunger. In April of that year, fifty thousand -head were sold in Santa Barbara for thirty-seven and a half cents a -head. Many of the rancheros were ruined; they had to mortgage their -lands to live; their stock was gone; they could not farm; values so -sank, that splendid estates were not worth over ten cents an acre. - -Then came in a new set of owners. From the north and from the interior -poured in the thriftier sheep men, with big flocks; and for a few -years the wide belt of good pasturage land along the coast was chiefly -a sheep country. - -Slowly farmers followed; settling, in the beginning, around town -centres such as Los Angeles, Santa Barbara, Ventura. Grains and -vegetables were grown for a resource when cattle and sheep should -fail. Cows needed water all the year round; corn only a few months. A -wheat-field might get time to ripen in a year when by reason of a -drought a herd of cattle would die. - -Thus the destiny of the country steadily went on toward its -fulfilling, because the inexorable logic of the situation forced -itself into the minds of the population. From grains and vegetables to -fruits was a short and natural step, in the balmy air, under the sunny -sky, and with the traditions and relics of the old friars' opulent -fruit growths lingering all through the land. Each palm, orange-tree, -and vineyard left on the old mission sites was a way-signal to the new -peoples; mute, yet so eloquent, the wonder is that so many years -should have elapsed before the road began to be thronged. - -Such, in brief, is the chronicle of the development of South -California's outdoor industries down to the present time; of the -successions through which the country has been making ready to become -what it will surely be, the Garden of the world,--a garden with which -no other country can vie; a garden in which will grow, side by side, -the grape and the pumpkin, the pear and the orange, the olive and the -apple, the strawberry and the lemon, Indian corn and the banana, wheat -and the guava. - -The leading position which the fruit interest will ultimately take has -been reached only in Los Angeles County. There the four chief -industries, ranged according to their relative importance, stand as -follows: Fruit, grain, wool, stock, and dairy. This county may be said -to be pre-eminently the garden of the Garden. No other of the five -counties can compete with it. Its fruit harvest is nearly -unintermitted all the year round. The main orange crop ripens from -January to May, though oranges hang on the trees all the year. The -lemon, lime, and citron ripen and hang, like the orange. Apricots, -pears, peaches, nectarines, strawberries, currants, and figs are -plentiful in June; apples, pears, peaches, during July and August. -Late in July grapes begin, and last till January. September is the -best month of all, having grapes, peaches, pomegranates, walnuts, -almonds, and a second crop of figs. From late in August till -Christmas, the vintage does not cease. - -The county has a sea-coast line of one hundred miles, and contains -three millions of acres; two thirds mountain and desert, the remaining -million good pasturage and tillable land. What is known as the great -Los Angeles valley has an area of about sixty miles in length by -thirty in width, and contains the three rivers of the county,--the -Los Angeles, the Santa Ana, and the San Gabriel. Every drop of the -water of these rivers and of the numberless little springs and streams -ministering to their system is owned, rated, utilized, and, one might -almost add, wrangled over. The chapters of these water litigations are -many and full; and it behooves every new settler in the county to -inform himself on that question first of all, and thoroughly. - -In the Los Angeles valley lie several lesser valleys, fertile and -beautiful; most notable of these, the San Gabriel valley, where was -the site of the old San Gabriel Mission, twelve miles east of the town -of Los Angeles. This valley is now taken up in large ranches, or in -colonies of settlers banded together for mutual help and security in -matter of water rights. This colony feature is daily becoming more and -more an important one in the development of the whole country. Small -individual proprietors cannot usually afford the purchase of -sufficient water to make horticultural enterprises successful or safe. -The incorporated colony, therefore, offers advantages to large numbers -of settlers of a class that could not otherwise get foothold in the -country,--the men of comparatively small means, who expect to work -with their hands and await patiently the slow growth of moderate -fortunes,--a most useful and abiding class, making a solid basis for -prosperity. Some of the best results in South California have already -been attained in colonies of this sort, such as Anaheim, Riverside, -and Pasadena. The method is regarded with increasing favor. It is a -rule of give and take, which works equally well for both country and -settlers. - -The South California statistics of fruits, grain, wool, honey, etc., -read more like fancy than like fact, and are not readily believed by -one unacquainted with the country. The only way to get a real -comprehension and intelligent acceptance of them is to study them on -the ground. By a single visit to a great ranch one is more enlightened -than he would be by committing to memory scores of Equalization Board -Reports. One of the very best, if not the best, for this purpose is -Baldwin's ranch, in the San Gabriel valley. It includes a large part -of the old lands of the San Gabriel Mission, and is a principality in -itself. - -There are over a hundred men on its pay-roll, which averages $4,000 a -month. Another $4,000 does not more than meet its running expenses. It -has $6,000 worth of machinery for its grain harvests alone. It has a -dairy of forty cows, Jersey and Durham; one hundred and twenty -work-horses and mules, and fifty thoroughbreds. - -It is divided into four distinct estates: the Santa Anita, of 16,000 -acres; Puente, 18,000; Merced, 20,000; and the Potrero, 25,000. The -Puente and Merced are sheep ranches, and have 20,000 sheep on them. -The Potrero is rented out to small farmers. The Santa Anita is the -home estate. On it are the homes of the family and of the laborers. It -has fifteen hundred acres of oak grove, four thousand acres in grain, -five hundred in grass for hay, one hundred and fifty in orange -orchards, fifty of almond trees, sixty of walnuts, twenty-five of -pears, fifty of peaches, twenty of lemons, and five hundred in vines; -also small orchards of chestnuts, hazel-nuts, and apricots; and -thousands of acres of good pasturage. - -From whatever side one approaches Santa Anita in May, he will drive -through a wild garden,--asters, yellow and white; scarlet pentstemons, -blue larkspur, monk's-hood; lupines, white and blue; gorgeous golden -eschscholtzia, alder, wild lilac, white sage,--all in riotous -flowering. - -Entering the ranch by one of the north gates, he will look southward -down gentle slopes of orchards and vineyards far across the valley, -the tints growing softer and softer, and blending more and more with -each mile, till all melt into a blue or purple haze. Driving from -orchard to orchard, down half-mile avenues through orchards skirting -seemingly endless stretches of vineyard, he begins to realize what -comes of planting trees and vines by hundreds and tens of hundreds of -acres, and the Equalization Board Statistics no longer appear to him -even large. It does not seem wonderful that Los Angeles County should -be reported as having sixty-two hundred acres in vines, when here on -one man's ranch are five hundred acres. The last Equalization Board -Report said the county had 256,135 orange and 41,250 lemon trees. It -would hardly have surprised him to be told that there were as many as -that in the Santa Anita groves alone. The effect on the eye of such -huge tracts, planted with a single sort of tree, is to increase -enormously the apparent size of the tract; the mind stumbles on the -very threshold of the attempt to reckon its distances and numbers, and -they become vaster and vaster as they grow vague. - -The orange orchard is not the unqualifiedly beautiful spectacle one -dreams it will be; nor, in fact, is it so beautiful as it ought to be, -with its evergreen shining foliage, snowy blossoms, and golden fruit -hanging together and lavishly all the year round. I fancy that if -travellers told truth, ninety-nine out of a hundred would confess to a -grievous disappointment at their first sight of the orange at home. In -South California the trees labor under the great disadvantage of being -surrounded by bare brown earth. How much this dulls their effect one -realizes on finding now and then a neglected grove where grass has -been allowed to grow under the trees, to their ruin as fruit-bearers, -but incomparably heightening their beauty. Another fatal defect in the -orange-tree is its contour. It is too round, too stout for its height; -almost as bad a thing in a tree as in a human being. The uniformity of -this contour of the trees, combined with the regularity of their -setting in evenly spaced rows, gives large orange groves a certain -tiresome quality, which one recognizes with a guilty sense of being -shamefully ungrateful for so much splendor of sheen and color. The -exact spherical shape of the fruit possibly helps on this -tiresomeness. One wonders if oblong bunches of long-pointed and -curving fruit, banana-like, set irregularly among the glossy green -leaves, would not look better; which wonder adds to ingratitude an -impertinence, of which one suddenly repents on seeing such a tree as I -saw in a Los Angeles garden in the winter of 1882,--a tree not over -thirty feet high, with twenty-five hundred golden oranges hanging on -it, among leaves so glossy they glittered in the sun with the glitter -of burnished metal. Never the Hesperides saw a more resplendent sight. - -But the orange looks its best plucked and massed; it lends itself then -to every sort and extent of decoration. At a citrus fair in the -Riverside colony in March, 1882, in a building one hundred and fifty -feet long by sixty wide, built of redwood planks, were five long -tables loaded with oranges and lemons; rows, plates, pyramids, -baskets; the bright redwood walls hung with great boughs, full as -when broken from the tree; and each plate and pyramid decorated with -the shining green leaves. The whole place was fairly ablaze, and made -one think of the Arabian Nights' Tales. The acme of success in orange -culture in California is said to have been attained in this Riverside -colony, though it is only six years old, and does not yet number two -thousand souls. There are in its orchards 209,000 orange-trees, of -which 28,000 are in bearing, 20,000 lemon trees, and 8,000 limes. - -The profits of orange culture are slow to begin, but, having once -begun, mount up fast. Orange orchards at San Gabriel have in many -instances netted $500 an acre annually. The following estimate, the -result of sixteen years' experience, is probably a fair one of the -outlay and income of a small orange grove:-- - - 10 acres of land, at $75 per acre $750.00 - 1000 trees, at $75 per hundred 750.00 - Ploughing and harrowing, $2.50 per acre 25.00 - Digging holes, planting, 10 cents each 100.00 - Irrigating and planting 10.00 - Cultivation after irrigation 4.50 - 3 subsequent irrigations during the year 30.00 - 3 subsequent cultivations the first year 13.50 - --------- - Total cost, first year $1,683.00 - - This estimate of cost of land is based on the price of the best - lands in the San Gabriel valley. Fair lands can be bought in - other sections at lower prices. - - Second year.--An annual ploughing in January $25.00 - Four irrigations during year 40.00 - Six cultivations during year 27.00 - Third year 125.00 - Fourth year 150.00 - Fifth year 200.00 - Interest on investment 1,000.00 - --------- - Total $3,250.00 - - If first-class, healthy, thrifty budded trees are planted, they - will begin to fruit the second year. The third year, a few - boxes may be marketed. The fourth year, there will be an - average yield of at least 75 oranges to the tree, which will - equal: - - 75,000, at $10 per thousand net $750.00 - The fifth year, 250 per tree, 250,000, at $10 per - thousand 2,500.00 - --------- - Total $3,250.00 - - The orchard is now clear gain, allowing $1,000 as interest on - the investment. The increase in the volume of production will - continue, until at the end of the tenth year an average of - 1,000 oranges to a tree would not be an extraordinary yield. - -To all these formulas of reckoning should be added one with the -algebraic _x_ representing the unknown quantity, and standing for -insect enemies at large. Each kind of fruit has its own, which must be -fought with eternal vigilance. No port, in any country, has more rigid -laws of quarantine than are now enforced in California against these -insect enemies. Grafts, cuttings, fruit, if even suspected, are seized -and compelled to go through as severe disinfecting processes as if -they were Cuban passengers fresh from a yellow fever epidemic. - -The orange's worst enemy is a curious insect, the scale-bug. It looks -more like a mildew than like anything alive; is usually black, -sometimes red. Nothing but violent treatment with tobacco will -eradicate it. Worse than the scale-bug, in that he works out of sight -underground, is the gopher. He has gnawed every root of a tree bare -before a tooth-mark on the trunk suggests his presence, and then it is -too late to save the tree. The rabbit also is a pernicious ally in the -barking business; he, however, being shy, soon disappears from settled -localities; but the gopher stands not in fear of man or men. Only -persistent strychnine, on his door-sills and thrust down his winding -stairs, will save the orchard in which he has founded a community. - -The almond and the walnut orchards are beautiful features in the -landscape all the year round, no less in the winter, when their -branches are naked, than in the season of their full leaf and bearing. -In fact, the broad spaces of filmy gray made by their acres when -leafless are delicious values in contrast with the solid green of the -orange orchards. The exquisite revelation of tree systems which -stripped boughs give is seen to more perfect advantage against a warm -sky than a cold one, and is heightened in effect standing side by side -with the flowing green pepper-trees and purple eucalyptus. - -In the time of blossoms, an almond orchard, seen from a distance, is -like nothing so much as a rosy-white cloud, floated off a sunset and -spread on the earth. Seen nearer, it is a pink snow-storm, arrested -and set on stalks, with an orchestra buzz of bees filling the air. - -It is a pity that the almond-tree should not be more repaying; for it -will be a sore loss to the beauty of the country when the orchards are -gone, and this is only a question of time. They are being uprooted and -cast out. The crop is a disappointing one, of uncertain yield, and -troublesome to prepare. The nuts must be five times handled: first -picked, then shucked, then dried, then bleached, and then again dried. -After the first drying, they are dipped by basketfuls into hot water, -then poured into the bleachers,--boxes with perforated bottoms. -Underneath these is a sulphur fire to which the nuts must be exposed -for fifteen or twenty minutes. Then they are again spread in a -drying-house. The final gathering them up to send to market makes -really a sixth handling; and after all is said and done, the nuts are -not very good, being flavorless in comparison with those grown in -Europe. - -The walnut orchard is a better investment, and no less a delight to -the eye. While young, the walnut-tree is graceful; when old, it is -stately. It is a sturdy bearer, and if it did not bear at all, would -be worth honorable place and room on large estates, simply for its -avenues of generous shade. It is planted in the seed, and transplanted -at two or three years old, with only twenty-seven trees to an acre. -They begin to bear at ten years, reach full bearing at fifteen, and do -not give sign of failing at fifty. - -Most interesting of all South California's outdoor industries is the -grape culture. To speak of grape culture is to enter upon a subject -which needs a volume. Its history, its riches, past and prospective, -its methods, its beautiful panorama of pictures, each by itself is -worth study and exhaustive treatment. Since the days of Eschol, the -vine and the vineyard have been honored in the thoughts and the -imaginations of men; they furnished shapes and designs for the -earliest sacred decorations in the old dispensation, and suggestions -and symbols for divine parables in the new. No age has been without -them, and no country whose sun was warm enough to make them thrive. It -is safe to predict that so long as the visible frame of the earth -endures, "wine to make glad the heart of man" will be made, loved, -celebrated, and sung. - -To form some idea of California's future wealth from the grape -culture, it is only necessary to reflect on the extent of her -grape-growing country as compared with that of France. In France, -before the days of the phylloxera, 5,000,000 of people were supported -entirely by the grape industry, and the annual average of the wine -crop was 2,000,000,000 gallons, with a value of $400,000,000. The -annual wine-yield of California is already estimated at about -10,000,000 gallons. Nearly one third of this is made in South -California, chiefly in Los Angeles County, where the grape culture is -steadily on the increase, five millions of new vines having been set -out in the spring of 1882. - -The vineyards offer more variety to the eye than the orange orchards. -In winter, when leafless, they are grotesque; their stocky, twisted, -hunchback stems looking like Hindoo idols or deformed imps, no two -alike in a square mile, all weird, fantastic, uncanny. Their first -leafing out does not do away with this; the imps seem simply to have -put up green umbrellas; but presently the leaves widen and lap, hiding -the uncouth trunks, and spreading over all the vineyard a beautiful, -tender green, with lights and shades breaking exquisitely in the -hollows and curves of the great leaves. From this on, through all the -stages of blossoms and seed-setting, till the clusters are so big and -purple that they gleam out everywhere between the leaves,--sometimes -forty-five pounds on a single vine, if the vine is irrigated, twelve -if it is left to itself. Eight tons of grapes off one acre have been -taken in the Baldwin ranch. There were made there, in 1881, 100,000 -gallons of wine and 50,000 of brandy. The vintage begins late in -August, and lasts many weeks, some varieties of grapes ripening later -than others. The vineyards are thronged with Mexican and Indian -pickers. The Indians come in bands, and pitch their tents just outside -the vineyard. They are good workers. The wine-cellars and the great -crushing-vats tell the vineyards' story more emphatically even than -the statistical figures. A vat that will hold 1,000 gallons piled full -of grapes, huge wire wheels driving round and round in the spurting, -foaming mass, the juice flying off through trough-like shoots on each -side into seventy great vats; below, breathless men working the -wheels, loads of grapes coming up momently and being poured into the -swirling vat, the whole air reeking with winy flavor. The scene makes -earth seem young again, old mythologies real; and one would not wonder -to see Bacchus and his leopards come bowling up, with shouting Pan -behind. - -The cellars are still, dark, and fragrant. Forty-eight great -oval-shaped butts, ten feet in diameter, holding 2,100 gallons each, I -counted in one cellar. The butts are made of Michigan oak, and have a -fine yellow color, which contrasts well with the red stream of the -wine when it is drawn. - -Notwithstanding the increase of the grape culture, the price of grapes -is advancing, some estimates making it forty per cent higher than it -was five years ago. It is a quicker and probably a more repaying -industry than orange-growing. It is reckoned that a vineyard in its -fourth year will produce two tons to the acre; in the seventh year, -four; the fourth year it will be profitable, reckoning the cost of the -vineyard at sixty dollars an acre, exclusive of the first cost of the -land. The annual expense of cultivation, picking, and handling is -about twenty-five dollars. The rapid increase of this culture has been -marvellous. In 1848 there were only 200,000 vines in all California; -in 1862 there were 9,500,000; in 1881, 64,000,000, of which at least -34,000,000 are in full bearing. - -Such facts and figures are distressing to the advocates of total -abstinence; but they may take heart in the thought that a by no means -insignificant proportion of these grapes will be made into raisins, -canned, or eaten fresh. - -The raisin crop was estimated at 160,000 boxes for 1881. Many -grape-growers believe that in raisin-making will ultimately be found -the greatest profit. The Americans are a raisin-eating people. From -Malaga alone are imported annually into the United States about ten -tons of raisins, one half the entire crop of the Malaga raisin -district. This district has an area of only about four hundred square -miles. In California an area of at least twenty thousand square miles -is adapted to the raisin. - -A moderate estimate of the entire annual grape crop of California is -119,000 tons. "Allowing 60,000 tons to be used in making wines, 2,000 -tons to be sent fresh to the Eastern States, and 5,000 tons to be made -into raisins, there would still remain 52,000 tons to be eaten fresh -or wasted,--more than one hundred pounds for each resident of -California, including children."[1] - -The California wines are as yet of inferior quality. A variety of -still wines and three champagnes are made; but even the best are -looked on with distrust and disfavor by connoisseurs, and until they -greatly improve they will not command a ready market in America. At -present it is to be feared that a large proportion of them are sold -under foreign labels. - - * * * * * - -Prominent among the minor industries is honey-making. From the great -variety of flowers and their spicy flavor, especially from the -aromatic sages, the honey is said to have a unique and delicious -taste, resembling that of the famous honey of Hymettus. - -The crop for 1881, in the four southern counties, was estimated at -three millions of pounds; a statistic that must seem surprising to -General Fremont, who, in his report to Congress of explorations on the -Pacific coast in 1844, stated that the honey-bee could not exist west -of the Sierra Nevadas. - -The bee ranches are always picturesque; they are usually in cañons or -on wooded foot-hills, and their villages of tiny bright-colored hives -look like gay Lilliputian encampments. It has appeared to me that men -becoming guardians of bees acquire a peculiar calm philosophy, and are -superior to other farmers and outdoor workers. It would not seem -unnatural that the profound respect they are forced to entertain for -insects so small and so wholly at their mercy should give them -enlarged standards in many things; above all, should breed in them a -fine and just humility toward all creatures. - -A striking instance of this is to be seen in one of the most beautiful -cañons of the San Gabriel valley, where, living in a three-roomed, -redwood log cabin, with a vine-covered booth in front, is an old man -kings might envy. - -He had a soldier's warranty deed for one hundred and sixty acres of -land, and he elected to take his estate at the head of a brook-swept -gorge, four fifths precipice and rock. In the two miles between his -cabin and the mouth of the gorge, the trail and the brook change sides -sixteen times. When the brook is at its best, the trail goes under -altogether, and there is no getting up or down the cañon. Here, with a -village of bees for companions, the old man has lived for a dozen -years. While the bees are off at work, he sits at home and weaves, out -of the gnarled stems and roots of manzanita and laurels, curious -baskets, chairs, and brackets, for which he finds ready market in Los -Angeles. He knows every tree and shrub in the cañon, and has a fancy -for collecting specimens of all the native woods of the region. These -he shapes into paper-cutters, and polishes them till they are like -satin. He came from Ohio forty years ago, and has lived in a score of -States. The only spot he likes as well as this gorge is Don Yana, on -the Rio Grande River, in Mexico. Sometimes he hankers to go there and -sit under the shadow of big oaks, where the land slopes down to the -river; but "the bee business," he says, "is a good business only for a -man who has the gift of continuance;" and "it's no use to try to put -bees with farms: farms want valleys, bees want mountains." - -"There are great back-draws to the bee business, the irregularities of -the flowers being chief; some years there's no honey in the flowers at -all. Some explain it on one hypothesis and some on another, and it -lasts them to quarrel over." - -His phrases astonish you; also the quiet courtesy of his manner, so at -odds with his backwoodsman's garb. But presently you learn that he -began life as a lawyer, has been a judge in his time; and when, to -show his assortment of paper-cutters, he lifts down the big book they -are kept in, and you see that it is Voltaire's "Philosophical -Dictionary," you understand how his speech has been fashioned. He -keeps a diary of every hive, the genealogy of every swarm. - -"No matter what they do,--the least thing,--we note it right down in -the book. That's the only way to learn bees," he says. - -On the outside wall of the cabin is fastened an observation hive, with -glass sides. Here he sits, watch in hand, observing and noting; he -times the bees, in and out, and in each one of their operations. He -watches the queen on her bridal tour in the air; once the drone -bridegroom fell dead on his note-book. "I declare I couldn't help -feeling sort of sorry for him," said the old man. - -In a shanty behind the house is the great honey-strainer, a marvellous -invention, which would drive bees mad with despair if they could -understand it. Into a wheel, with perforated spokes, is slipped the -comb full of honey, the cells being first opened with a hot knife. By -the swift turning of this wheel, the honey flies out of the comb, and -pours through a cylinder into a can underneath, leaving the comb whole -and uninjured, ready to be put back into the hive for the patient -robbed bees to fill again. The receiving-can will hold fifteen hundred -pounds; two men can fill it in a day; a single comb is so quickly -drained that a bee might leave his hive on his foraging expedition, -and before he could get his little load of honey and return, the comb -could be emptied and put back. It would be vastly interesting to know -what is thought and said in bee-hives about these mysterious emptyings -of combs. - -A still more tyrannical circumvention has been devised, to get extra -rations of honey from bees: false combs, wonderful imitations of the -real ones, are made of wax. Apparently the bees know no difference; at -any rate, they fill the counterfeit full of real honey. These -artificial combs, carefully handled, will last ten or twelve years in -continual use. - -The highest yield his hives had ever given him was one hundred and -eighty pounds a hive. - -"That's a good yield; at that rate, with three or four hundred hives, -I'd do very well," said the old man. "But you're at the mercy of -speculators in honey as well as everything else. I never count on -getting more than four or five cents a pound. They make more than I -do." - -The bee has a full year's work in South California: from March to -August inexhaustible forage, and in all the other months plenty to -do,--no month without some blossoms to be found. His time of danger is -when apricots are ripe and lady-bugs fly. - -Of apricots, bees will eat till they are either drunk or stuffed to -death; no one knows which. They do not live to get home. Oddly enough, -they cannot pierce the skins themselves, but have to wait till the -lady-bug has made a hole for them. It must have been an accidental -thing in the outset, the first bee's joining a lady-bug at her feast -of apricot. The bee, in his turn, is an irresistible treat to the -bee-bird and lizard, who pounce upon him when he is on the flower; and -to a stealthy moth, who creeps by night into hives and kills hundreds. - -"Nobody need think the bee business is all play," was our old -philosopher's last word. "It's just like everything else in life, and -harder than some things." - - * * * * * - -The sheep industry is, on the whole, decreasing in California. In -1876, the wool crop of the entire State was 28,000 tons; in 1881, only -21,500. This is the result, in part, of fluctuations in the price of -wool, but more of the growing sense of the greater certainty of -increase from agriculture and horticulture. - -The cost of keeping a sheep averages only $1.25 a year. Its wool sells -for $1.50, and for each hundred there will be forty-five lambs, worth -seventy-five cents each. But there have been droughts in California -which have killed over one million sheep in a year; there is always, -therefore, the risk of losing in one year the profits of many. - -The sheep ranches are usually desolate places: a great stretch of -seemingly bare lands, with a few fenced corrals, blackened and -foul-smelling; the home and out-buildings clustered together in a -hollow or on a hill-side where there is water; the less human the -neighborhood the better. - -The loneliness of the life is, of itself, a salient objection to the -industry. Of this the great owners need know nothing; they can live -where they like. But for the small sheepmen, the shepherds, and, above -all, the herders, it is a terrible life,--how terrible is shown by the -frequency of insanity among herders. Sometimes, after only a few -months of the life, a herder goes suddenly mad. After learning this -fact, it is no longer possible to see the picturesque side of the -effective groups one so often comes on suddenly in the wildernesses: -sheep peacefully grazing, and the shepherd lying on the ground -watching them, or the whole flock racing in a solid, fleecy, billowy -scamper up or down a steep hill-side, with the dogs leaping and -barking on all sides at once. One scans the shepherd's face alone, -with pitying fear lest he may be losing his wits. - -A shearing at a large sheep ranch is a grand sight. We had the good -fortune to see one at Baldwin's, at La Puente. Three thousand sheep -had been sheared the day before, and they would shear twenty-five -hundred on this day. - -A shed sixty feet long by twenty-five wide, sides open; small pens -full of sheep surrounding it on three sides; eighty men bent over at -every possible angle, eighty sheep being tightly held in every -possible position, eighty shears flashing, glancing, clipping; bright -Mexican eyes shining, laughing Mexican voices jesting. At first it -seemed only a confused scene of phantasmagoria. As our eyes became -familiarized, the confusion disentangled itself, and we could note the -splendid forms of the men and their marvellous dexterity in using the -shears. Less than five minutes it took from the time a sheep was -grasped, dragged in, thrown down, seized by the shearer's knees, till -it was set free, clean shorn, and its three-pound fleece tossed on a -table outside. A good shearer shears seventy or eighty sheep in a day; -men of extra dexterity shear a hundred. The Indians are famous for -skill at shearing, and in all their large villages are organized -shearing-bands, with captains, that go from ranch to ranch in the -shearing-season. There were a half-dozen Indians lying on the ground -outside this shearing-shed at Puente, looking on wistfully. The -Mexicans had crowded them out for that day, and they could get no -chance to work. - -A pay clerk stood in the centre of the shed with a leathern wallet -full of five-cent pieces. As soon as a man had sheared his sheep, he -ran to the clerk, fleece in hand, threw down the fleece, and received -his five-cent piece. In one corner of the shed was a barrel of beer, -which was retailed at five cents a glass; and far too many of the -five-cent pieces changed hands again the next minute at the beer -barrel. As fast as the fleeces were tossed out from the shed, they -were thrown up to a man standing on the top of the roof. This man -flung them into an enormous bale-sack, swinging wide-mouthed from a -derrick; in the sack stood another man, who jumped on the wool to pack -it down tight. - -As soon as the shearers perceived that their pictures were being drawn -by the artist in our party, they were all agog; by twos and threes -they left their work and crowded around the carriage, peering, -commenting, asking to have their portraits taken, quizzing those whose -features they recognized; it was like Italy rather than America. One -tattered fellow, whose shoeless feet were tied up in bits of -gunny-bags, was distressed because his trousers were too short. "Would -the gentleman kindly make them in the drawing a little farther down -his legs? It was an accident they were so short." All were ready to -pose and stand, even in the most difficult attitudes, as long as was -required. Those who had done so asked, like children, if their names -could not be put in the book; so I wrote them all down: "Juan Canero, -Juan Rivera, Felipe Ybara, José Jesus Lopez, and Domingo Garcia." The -space they will fill is a little thing to give; and there is a -satisfaction in the good faith of printing them, though the shearers -will most assuredly never know it. - -The faces of the sheep being shorn were piteous; not a struggle, not a -bleat, the whole of their unwillingness and terror being written in -their upturned eyes. "As a sheep before her shearers is dumb" will -always have for me a new significance. - -The shepherd in charge of the Puente ranch is an Italian named -Gaetano. The porch of his shanty was wreathed with vines and blossoms, -and opened on a characteristic little garden, half garlic, the other -half pinks and geraniums. As I sat there looking out on the scene, he -told me of a young man who had come from Italy to be herder for him, -and who had gone mad and shot himself. - -"Three go crazy last year," he said. "Dey come home, not know noting. -You see, never got company for speak at all." - -This young boy grew melancholy almost at once, was filled with -abnormal fears of the coyotes, and begged for a pistol to shoot them -with. "He want my pistol. I not want give. I say, You little sick; you -stay home in house; I send oder man. My wife she go town buy clothes -for baptism one baby got. He get pistol in drawer while she gone." -They found him lying dead with his catechism in one hand and the -pistol in the other. As Gaetano finished the story, a great flock of -two thousand shorn sheep were suddenly let out from one of the -corrals. With a great burst of bleating they dashed off, the colly -running after them. Gaetano seized his whistle and blew a sharp call -on it. The dog halted, looked back, uncertain for a second; one more -whistle, and he bounded on. - -"He know," said Gaetano. "He take dem two tousand all right. I like -better dat dog as ten men." - - * * * * * - -On the list of South California's outdoor industries, grain stands -high, and will always continue to do so. Wheat takes the lead; but -oats, barley, and corn are of importance. Barley is always a staple, -and averages twenty bushels to the acre. - -Oats average from thirty to forty bushels an acre, and there are -records of yields of considerably over a hundred bushels. - -Corn will average forty bushels an acre. On the Los Angeles River it -has grown stalks seventeen feet high and seven inches round. - -The average yield of wheat is from twenty to twenty-five bushels an -acre, about thirty-three per cent more than in the States on the -Atlantic slope. - -In grains, as in so many other things, Los Angeles County is far in -advance of the other counties. In 1879 there were in the county 31,500 -acres in wheat; in 1881, not less than 100,000; and the value of the -wheat crop, for 1882 was reckoned $1,020,000. - -The great San Fernando valley, formerly the property of the San -Fernando Mission, is the chief wheat-producing section of the county. -The larger part of this valley is in two great ranches. One of them -was bought a few years ago for $275,000; and $75,000 paid down, the -remainder to be paid in instalments. The next year was a dry year; -crops failed. The purchaser offered the ranch back again to the -original owners, with his $75,000 thrown in, if they would release him -from his bargain. They refused. The next winter rains came, the wheat -crop was large, prices were high, and the ranch actually paid off the -entire debt of $200,000 still owing on the purchase. - -From such figures as these, it is easy to see how the California -farmer can afford to look with equanimity on occasional droughts. -Experience has shown that he can lose crops two years out of five, and -yet make a fair average profit for the five years. - -The most beautiful ranch in California is said to be the one about -twelve miles west of Santa Barbara, belonging to Elwood Cooper. Its -owner speaks of it humorously as a little "pocket ranch." In -comparison with the great ranches whose acres are counted by tens of -thousands, it is small, being only two thousand acres in extent; but -in any other part of the world except California, it would be thought -a wild jest to speak of an estate of two thousand acres as a small -one. - -Ten years ago this ranch was a bare, desolate sheep ranch,--not a tree -on it, excepting the oaks and sycamores in the cañons. To-day it has -twelve hundred acres under high cultivation; and driving from field to -field, orchard to orchard, one drives, if he sees the whole of the -ranch, over eleven miles of good made road. There are three hundred -acres in wheat, one hundred and seventy in barley; thirty-five hundred -walnut trees, twelve thousand almond, five thousand olive, two -thousand fig and domestic fruit trees, and one hundred and fifty -thousand eucalyptus trees, representing twenty-four varieties; one -thousand grape-vines; a few orange, lemon, and lime trees. There are -on the ranch one hundred head of cattle, fifty horses, and fifteen -hundred sheep. - -These are mere bald figures, wonderful enough as statistics of what -may be done in ten years' time on South California soil, but totally -inadequate even to suggest the beauty of the place. - -The first relief to the monotony of the arrow-straight road which it -pleased an impatient, inartistic man to make westward from Santa -Barbara, is the sight of high, dark walls of eucalyptus trees on -either side of the road. A shaded avenue, three quarters of a mile -long, of these represents the frontages of Mr. Cooper's estate. -Turning to the right, through a break in this wall, is a road, with -dense eucalyptus woods on the left and an almond orchard on the right. -It winds and turns, past knolls of walnut grove, long lines of olive -orchard, and right-angled walls of eucalyptus trees shutting in -wheat-fields. By curves and bends and sharp turns, all the time with -new views, and new colors from changes of crop, with exquisite -glimpses of the sea shot through here and there, it finally, at the -end of a mile, reaches the brink of an oak-canopied cañon. In the -mouth of this cañon stands the house, fronting south on a sunny meadow -and garden space, walled in on three sides by eucalyptus trees. - -To describe the oak kingdom of this cañon would be to begin far back -of all known kingdoms of the country. The branches are a network of -rafters upholding roof canopies of boughs and leaves so solid that the -sun's rays pierce them only brokenly, making on the ground a dancing -carpet of brown and gold flecks even in winter, and in summer a shade -lighted only by starry glints. - -Farther up the cañon are sycamores, no less stately than the oaks, -their limbs gnarled and twisted as if they had won their places by -splendid wrestle. - -These oak-and-sycamore-filled cañons are the most beautiful of the -South California cañons; though the soft, chaparral-walled cañons -would, in some lights, press them hard for supremacy of place. Nobody -will ever, by pencil or brush or pen, fairly render the beauty of the -mysterious, undefined, undefinable chaparral. Matted, tangled, -twisted, piled, tufted,--everything is chaparral. All botany may be -exhausted in describing it in one place, and it will not avail you in -another. But in all places, and made up of whatever hundreds of shrubs -it may be, it is the most exquisite carpet surface that Nature has to -show for mountain fronts or cañon sides. Not a color that it does not -take; not a bloom that it cannot rival; a bank of cloud cannot be -softer, or a bed of flowers more varied of hue. Some day, between 1900 -and 2000, when South California is at leisure and has native artists, -she will have an artist of cañons, whose life and love and work will -be spent in picturing them,--the royal oak canopies; the herculean -sycamores; the chameleon, velvety chaparral; and the wild, -throe-built, water-quarried rock gorges, with their myriad ferns and -flowers. - -At the head of Mr. Cooper's cañon are broken and jutting sandstone -walls, over three hundred feet high, draped with mosses and ferns and -all manner of vines. I saw the dainty thalictrum, with its clover-like -leaves, standing in thickets there, fresh and green, its blossoms -nearly out on the first day of February. Looking down from these -heights over the whole of the ranch, one sees for the first time the -completeness of its beauty. The eucalyptus belts have been planted in -every instance solely with a view to utility,--either as wind-breaks -to keep off known special wind-currents from orchard or grain-field, -or to make use of gorge sides too steep for other cultivation. Yet, -had they been planted with sole reference to landscape effects, they -could not better have fallen into place. Even out to the very ocean -edge the groves run, their purples and greens melting into the purples -and greens of the sea when it is dark and when it is sunny -blue,--making harmonious lines of color, leading up from it to the -soft grays of the olive and the bright greens of the walnut orchards -and wheat-fields. When the almond trees are in bloom, the eucalyptus -belts are perhaps most superb of all, with their dark spears and -plumes waving above and around the white and rosy acres. - -The leading industry of this ranch is to be the making of olive oil. -Already its oil is known and sought; and to taste it is a revelation -to palates accustomed to the compounds of rancid cocoanut and -cotton-seed with which the markets are full. The olive industry will -no doubt ultimately be one of the great industries of the whole -country: vast tracts of land which are not suitable or do not command -water enough for orange, grape, or grain culture, affording ample -support to the thrifty and unexacting olive. The hill-slopes around -San Diego, and along the coast line for forty or fifty miles up, will -no doubt one day be as thickly planted with olives as is the -Mediterranean shore. Italy's olive crop is worth thirty million -dollars annually, and California has as much land suited to the olive -as Italy has. - -The tree is propagated from cuttings, begins to bear the fourth year, -and is in full bearing by the tenth or twelfth. One hundred and ten -can be planted to an acre. Their endurance is enormous. Some of the -orchards planted by the friars at the missions over a hundred years -ago are still bearing, spite of scores of years of neglect; and there -are records of trees in Nice having borne for several centuries. - -The process of oil-making is an interesting spectacle, under Mr. -Cooper's oak trees. The olives are first dried in trays with slat -bottoms, tiers upon tiers of these being piled in a kiln over a -furnace fire. Then they are ground between stone rollers, worked by -huge wheels, turned by horse-power. The oil, thus pressed out, is -poured into huge butts or tanks. Here it has to stand and settle three -or four months. There are faucets at different levels in these butts, -so as to draw off different layers of oil. After it has settled -sufficiently, it is filtered through six layers of cotton batting, -then through one of French paper, before it is bottled. It is then of -a delicate straw color, with a slight greenish tint,--not at all of -the golden yellow of the ordinary market article. That golden yellow -and the thickening in cold are sure proofs of the presence of -cotton-seed in oil,--the pure oil remaining limpid in a cold which -will turn the adulterated oils white and thick. It is estimated that -an acre of olives in full bearing will pay fifteen hundred dollars a -year if pickled, and two thousand dollars a year made into oil. - -In observing the industries of South California and studying their -history, one never escapes from an undercurrent of wonder that there -should be any industries or industry there. No winter to be prepared -for; no fixed time at which anything must be done or not done at all; -the air sunny, balmy, dreamy, seductive, making the mere being alive -in it a pleasure; all sorts of fruits and grains growing a-riot, and -taking care of themselves,--it is easy to understand the character, -or, to speak more accurately, the lack of character, of the old -Mexican and Spanish Californians. - -There was a charm in it, however. Simply out of sunshine, there had -distilled in them an Orientalism as fine in its way as that made in -the East by generations of prophets, crusaders, and poets. - -With no more curiosity than was embodied in "Who knows?"--with no -thought or purpose for a future more defined than "Some other time; -not to-day,"--without greeds, and with the unlimited generosities of -children,--no wonder that to them the restless, inquisitive, -insatiable, close-reckoning Yankee seemed the most intolerable of all -conquerors to whom they could surrender. One can fancy them -shuddering, even in heaven, as they look down to-day on his colonies, -his railroads, his crops,--their whole land humming and buzzing with -his industries. - -One questions also whether, as the generations move on, the atmosphere -of life in the sunny empire they lost will not revert more and more to -their type, and be less and less of the type they so disliked. Unto -the third and fourth generation, perhaps, pulses may keep up the -tireless Yankee beat; but sooner or later there is certain to come a -slacking, a toning down, and a readjusting of standards and habits by -a scale in which money and work will not be the highest values. This -is "as sure as that the sun shines," for it is the sun that will bring -it about. - - -FATHER JUNIPERO AND HIS WORK. - -A SKETCH OF THE FOUNDATION, PROSPERITY, AND RUIN OF THE FRANCISCAN -MISSIONS IN CALIFORNIA. - -I. - -During the years when Saint Francis went up and down the streets of -Assisi, carrying in his delicate unused hands the stones for -rebuilding St. Damiano, he is said to have been continually singing -psalms, breaking forth into ejaculations of gratitude; his face -beaming as that of one who saw visions of unspeakable delight. How -much of the spirit or instinct of prophecy there might have been in -his exultant joy, only he himself knew; but it would have been strange -if there had not been vouchsafed to him at least a partial revelation -of the splendid results which must of necessity follow the carrying -out, in the world, of the divine impulses which had blazed up in his -soul like a fire. As Columbus, from the trend of imperfectly known -shores and tides, from the mysterious indications of vague untracked -winds, could deduce the glorious certainty of hitherto undreamed -continents of westward land, so might the ardent spiritual discoverer -see with inextinguishable faith the hitherto undreamed heights which -must be surely reached and won by the path he pointed out. It is -certain that very early in his career he had the purpose of founding -an order whose members, being unselfish in life, should be fit heralds -of God and mighty helpers of men. The absoluteness of self-renunciation -which he inculcated and demanded startled even the thirteenth -century's standard of religious devotion. Cardinals and pope alike -doubted its being within the pale of human possibility; and it was not -until after much entreaty that the Church gave its sanction to the -"Seraphic Saint's" band of "Fratri Minores," and the organized work -of the Franciscan Order began. This was in 1208. From then till now, -the Franciscans have been, in the literal sense of the word, -benefactors of men. Other of the orders in the Catholic Church have -won more distinction, in the way of learning, political power, -marvellous suffering of penances and deprivation; but the record of -the Franciscans is in the main a record of lives and work, like the -life and work of their founder; of whom a Protestant biographer has -written: "So far as can be made out, he thought little of himself, -even of his own soul to be saved, all his life. The trouble had been -on his mind how sufficiently to work for God and to help men." - -Under the head of helping men, come all enterprises of discovery, -development, and civilization which the earth has known; and in many -more of these than the world generally suspects, has been an influence -dating back to the saint of Assisi. America most pre-eminently stands -his debtor. Of the three to whom belongs the glory of its discovery, -one, Juan Perez de Marchena, was a Franciscan friar; the other two, -Queen Isabella and Columbus, were members of Saint Francis's Third -Order; and of all the splendid promise and wondrous development on the -California coast to-day, Franciscan friars were the first founders. - -In the Franciscan College at Santa Barbara is a daguerreotype, taken -from an old portrait which was painted more than a hundred years ago, -at the College of San Fernando, in Mexico. The face is one, once seen, -never to be forgotten; full of spirituality and tenderness and -unutterable pathos; the mouth and chin so delicately sensitive that -one marvels how such a soul could have been capable of heroic -endurance of hardship; the forehead and eyes strong, and radiant with -quenchless purpose, but filled with that solemn, yearning, almost -superhuman sadness, which has in all time been the sign and seal on -the faces of men born to die for the sake of their fellows. It is the -face of Father Junipero Serra, the first founder of Franciscan -missions in South California. Studying the lineaments of this -countenance, one recalls the earliest authentic portrait of Saint -Francis,--the one painted by Pisano, which hangs in the sacristy of -the Assisi church. There seems a notable likeness between the two -faces: the small and delicate features, the broad forehead, and the -expression of great gentleness are the same in both. But the saint had -a joyousness which his illustrious follower never knew. The gayety of -the troubadour melodies which Francis sung all through his youth never -left his soul: but Serra's first and only songs were the solemn chants -of the Church; his first lessons were received in a convent; his -earliest desire and hope was to become a priest. - -Serra was born of lowly people in the island of Majorca, and while he -was yet a little child sang as chorister in the convent of San -Bernardino. He was but sixteen when he entered the Franciscan Order, -and before he was eighteen he had taken the final vows. This was in -the year 1730. His baptismal name, Michael Joseph, he laid aside on -becoming a monk, and took the name of Junipero, after that quaintest -and drollest of all Saint Francis's first companions; him of whom the -saint said jocosely, "Would that I had a whole forest of such -Junipers!" - -Studying in the Majorca Convent at the same time with Serra, were -three other young monks, beloved and intimate companions of -his,--Palon, Verger, and Crespí. The friendship thus early begun never -waned; and the hearty and loving co-operation of the four had much to -do with the success of the great enterprises in which afterward they -jointly labored, and to which, even in their student days, they looked -forward with passionate longing. New Spain was, from the beginning, -the goal of their most ardent wishes. All their conversations turned -on this theme. Long years of delay and monastic routine did not dampen -the ardor of the four friends. Again and again they petitioned to be -sent as missionaries to the New World, and again and again were -disappointed. At last, in 1749, there assembled in Cadiz a great body -of missionaries, destined chiefly for Mexico; and Serra and Palon -received permission to join the band. Arriving at Cadiz, and finding -two vacancies still left in the party, they pleaded warmly that Crespí -and Verger be allowed to go also. At the very last moment this -permission was given, and the four friends joyfully set sail in the -same ship. - -It is impossible at this distance of time to get any complete -realization of the halo of exalted sentiment and rapture which then -invested undertakings of this kind. From the highest to the lowest, -the oldest to the youngest, it reached. Every art was lent to its -service, every channel of expression stamped with its sign. Even on -the rude atlases and charts of the day were pictures of monks -embarking in ships of discovery; the Virgin herself looking on from -the sky, with the motto above, "Matre Dei montravit via;" and on the -ships' sails, "Unus non sufficit orbis." - -In the memoir of Father Junipero, written by his friend Palon, are -many interesting details of his voyage to Vera Cruz. It lasted -ninety-nine days: provisions fell short; starvation threatened; -terrific storms nearly wrecked the ship; but through all, Father -Junipero's courage never failed. He said, "remembering the end for -which they had come," he felt no fear. He performed mass each morning, -and with psalms and exhortations cheered the sinking spirits of all on -board. - -For nineteen years after their arrival in Mexico, Father Junipero and -his three friends were kept at work there, under the control of the -College of San Fernando, in founding missions and preaching. On the -suppression of the Jesuit Order, in 1767, and its consequent expulsion -from all the Spanish dominions, it was decided to send a band of -Franciscans to California, to take charge of the Jesuit missions -there. These were all in Lower California, no attempt at settlement -having been yet made in Upper California. - -Once more the friends, glad and exultant, joined a missionary band -bound to new wildernesses. They were but three now, Verger remaining -behind in the College of San Fernando. The band numbered sixteen. -Serra was put in charge of it, and was appointed president of all the -California missions. His biographer says he received this appointment -"unable to speak a single word for tears." It was not strange, on the -realization of a hope so long deferred. He was now fifty-six years -old; and from boyhood his longing had been to labor among the Indians -on the western shores of the New World. - -It was now the purpose of the Spanish Government to proceed as soon as -possible to the colonization of Upper California. The passion of the -Church allied itself gladly with the purpose of the State; and the -State itself had among its statesmen and soldiers many men who were -hardly less fervid in religion than were those sworn exclusively to -the Church's service. Such an one was Joseph de Galvez, who held the -office of Visitor-General and Commander, representing the person of -the King, and inspecting the working of the Government in every -province of the Spanish Empire. Upon him rested the responsibility of -the practical organization of the first expedition into Upper -California. It was he who ordered the carrying of all sorts of seeds -of vegetables, grains, and flowers; everything that would grow in Old -Spain he ordered to be planted in New. He ordered that two hundred -head of cattle should be taken from the northernmost of the Lower -California missions, and carried to the new posts. It was he also, as -full of interest for chapel as for farm, who selected and packed with -his own hands sacred ornaments and vessels for church ceremonies. A -curious letter of his to Palon is extant, in which he says laughingly -that he is a better sacristan than Father Junipero, having packed the -holy vessels and ornaments quicker and better than he. There are also -extant some of his original instructions to military and naval -commanders which show his religious ardor and wisdom. He declares that -the first object of the expedition is "to establish the Catholic -religion among a numerous heathen people, submerged in the obscure -darkness of paganism, to extend the dominion of the King our Lord, and -to protect this peninsula from the ambitious views of foreign -nations." - -With no clearer knowledge than could be derived from scant records of -Viscayno's voyage in 1602, he selected the two best and most salient -points of the California coast, San Diego and Monterey, and ordered -the founding of a mission at each. He also ordered the selection of a -point midway between these two, for another mission to be called Buena -Ventura. His activity, generosity, and enthusiasm were inexhaustible. -He seems to have had humor as well; for when discussing the names of -the missions to be founded, Father Junipero said to him, "But is there -to be no mission for our Father St. Francis?" he replied, "If St. -Francis wants a mission, let him show us his post, and we will put one -there for him!" - -The records of this first expedition into California are full of -interest. It was divided into two parts, one to go by sea, and one by -land; the sea party in two ships, and the land party in two divisions. -Every possible precaution and provision was thought of by the wise -Galvez; but neither precaution nor provision could make the journey -other than a terrible one. Father Junipero, with his characteristic -ardor, insisted on accompanying one of the land parties, although he -was suffering severely from an inflamed leg, the result of an injury -he had received twenty years before in journeying on foot from Vera -Cruz to the city of Mexico. Galvez tried in vain to detain him; he -said he would rather die on the road than not go, but that he should -not die, for the Lord would carry him through. However, on the second -day out, his pain became so great that he could neither sit, stand, -nor sleep. Portalá, the military commander of the party, implored him -to be carried in a litter; but this he could not brook. Calling one of -the muleteers to him, he said,-- - -"Son, do you not know some remedy for this sore on my leg?" - -"Father," replied the muleteer, "what remedy can I know? I have only -cured beasts." - -"Then consider me a beast," answered Serra; "consider this sore on my -leg a sore back, and give me the same treatment you would apply to a -beast." - -Thus adjured, the muleteer took courage, and saying, "I will do it, -Father, to please you," he proceeded to mix herbs in hot tallow, with -which he anointed the wound, and so reduced the inflammation that -Father Junipero slept all night, rose early, said matins and mass, and -resumed his journey in comparative comfort. He bore this painful wound -to the end of his life; and it was characteristic of the man as well -as of the abnormal standards of the age, that he not only sought no -measures for a radical cure of the diseased member, but, obstinately -accepting the suffering as a cross, allowed the trouble to be -aggravated in every way, by going without shoes or stockings and by -taking long journeys on foot. - -A diary kept by Father Crespí on his toilsome march from Velicatá to -San Diego is full of quaint and curious entries, monotonous in its -religious reiterations, but touching in its simplicity and -unconscious testimony to his own single-heartedness and patience. The -nearest approach to a complaint he makes is to say that "nothing -abounds except stones and thorns." When they journey for days with no -water except scanty rations from the precious casks they are carrying, -he always piously trusts water will be found on the morrow; and when -they come to great tracts of impenetrable cactus thickets, through -which they are obliged to hew a pathway with axes, as through a -forest, and are drenched to the skin in cold rains, and deserted by -the Christian Indians whom they had brought from Lower California as -guides, he mentions the facts without a murmur, and has even for the -deserters only a benediction: "May God guard the misguided ones!" A -far more serious grievance to him is that toward the end of the -journey he could no longer celebrate full mass because the wafers had -given out. Sometimes the party found themselves hemmed in by -mountains, and were forced to halt for days while scouts went ahead to -find a pass. More than once, hoping that at last they had found a -direct and easy route, they struck down to the sea-shore, only to -discover themselves soon confronted by impassable spurs of the Coast -Range, and forced to toil back again up into the labyrinths of mesas -and cactus plains. It was Holy Thursday, the 24th of March, when they -set out, and it was not until the 13th of May that they reached the -high ground from which they had their first view of the bay of San -Diego, and saw the masts of the ships lying at anchor there,--"which -sight was a great joy and consolation to us all," says the diary. - -They named this halting-place "Espiritu Santo." It must have been on, -or very near, the ridge where now runs the boundary line between the -United States and Mexico, as laid down by the treaty of Guadalupe -Hidalgo. It is a grand promontory, ten miles southeast of San Diego, -thrusting out to sea; bare of trees, but matted thick with the dewy -ice-plant, and in early spring carpeted with flowers. An ugly monument -of stone stands there, bearing the names of the American and Mexican -commissioners who established this boundary line in October, 1849. It -would seem much more fitting to have there a monument bearing the -names of the heroic men--friars and soldiers of Spain--who on that -spot, on May 14, 1769, sang the first Easter hymn heard on California -shores. - -It was a sore grief for Father Crespí that the commandant of the party -would not wait here for him to say a mass of thanksgiving; but with -the port in sight, impatience could not be restrained, and the little -band pushed on. As soon as the San Diego camp was seen, the soldiers -discharged a salute of fire-arms, which was answered instantly from -shore and ship. Great joy filled every heart. The friars who had come -by sea ran to meet and embrace their brothers. The gladness was -dampened only by the sad condition of the ships' crews, many of whom -were dead or dying. They had been four months, with their poor charts -and poorer ships, making their way from La Paz up to San Diego; and in -consequence of insufficient and unwholesome food, the scurvy had -broken out among them. It was a melancholy beginning for the new -enterprise. When, six weeks later, the second land party with Father -Junipero arrived, eager to proceed to the establishing of the mission, -they found that their first duty was to the sick and dying of their -own people. In fifteen days twenty-nine of the sailors and soldiers -died. The Indians, who at first had been gentle and friendly, grew -each day more insolent and thievish, even tearing off the clothes of -the sick lying helpless in the tents or tule huts on the beach. At -last, on the 16th of July, a cross was set up facing the port, and in -a rude booth of branches and reeds, mass was celebrated and the grand -hymn of "Veni Creator" was sung, the pilgrims "supplying the want of -an organ by discharging fire-arms," says the old record, and with only -the "smoke of muskets for incense." Thus was founded the Mission of -San Diego; and thus was laid the corner-stone of the civilization of -California on July 16, 1769. - -Two days before this the indefatigable Crespí had set off with another -overland party, Portalá at its head, to find Monterey. On this -journey, also, Father Crespí kept a diary,--little suspecting, -probably, with how much interest it would be studied a century later. -It was not strange that with only a compass and seventeenth-century -charts to guide them along the zigzagging labyrinths of bays, -headlands, and sand-hills which make the California shore, they -toiled to no purpose seeking the Monterey harbor. It is pitiful to -read the record of the days when they were close upon it, setting up a -cross on one of its hills, and yet could not see it; even querying, so -bewildered and lost were they, if it might not have been filled up -with sands since Viscayno's time. Forty leagues north of it they went, -and discovered the present bay of San Francisco, which they at once -recognized by Viscayno's description; and recalling the speech of -Galvez in regard to Saint Francis pointing out a port if he wanted a -mission of his own name, the pious fathers thought it not unlikely -that the saint himself had hidden Monterey from their sight, and led -them to his own harbor. Month after month passed, and still they were -wandering. They were footsore, weary, hungry, but not disheartened. -Friendly Indians everywhere greeted them kindly, gave them nuts, and -shell-fish, and bread made from acorn flour. At one time seventeen of -the party were too ill to travel. Twice they halted and held council -on the question of abandoning the search. Some were ready to continue -as long as the provisions held out, then to eat their mules, and go -back on foot. Fathers Crespí and Gomez volunteered to be left behind -alone. - -At last, on the 11th of November, it was decided to return by the -route by which they had come. On the 20th, finding that their flour -had been stolen by the soldiers, they divided the remainder into equal -parts, giving to each person enough to last him two days. On Christmas -Day they had a present of nuts from friendly Indians, and on New -Year's Day they had the luck to kill a bear and three cubs, which gave -them a feast for which they offered most devout thanksgivings. For the -rest, they lived chiefly on mussels, with now and then a wild goose. -On the 24th of January they came out on the table-lands above San -Diego, six months and ten days from the time of their departure. -Firing a salute, they were answered instantly by shots from the camp, -and saw an eager crowd running to meet them, great anxiety having been -felt at their long absence. - -It is worth while, in studying the history of these Franciscan -missions, to dwell on the details of the hardships endured in the -beginning by their founders. Only narrow-minded bigotry can fail to -see in them proofs of a spiritual enthusiasm and exaltation of -self-sacrifice which are rarely paralleled in the world's history. And -to do justice to the results accomplished, it is necessary to -understand thoroughly the conditions at the outset of the undertaking. - -The weary, returned party found their comrades in sorry plight. The -scurvy had spread, and many more had died. Father Junipero himself had -been dangerously ill with it; provisions were running low; the Indians -were only half friendly, and were not to be trusted out of sight. The -supply-ships looked for from Mexico had not arrived. - -A situation more helpless, unprotected, discouraging, could not be -conceived than that of this little, suffering band, separated by -leagues of desert and leagues of ocean from all possible succor. At -last an examination showed that there were only provisions sufficient -left to subsist the party long enough to make the journey back to -Velicatá. It seemed madness to remain longer; and Governor Portalá, -spite of Father Junipero's entreaties, gave orders to prepare for the -abandonment of the missions. He fixed the 20th of March as the last -day he would wait for the arrival of the ship. This was Saint Joseph's -Day. On the morning of it Father Junipero, who had been praying night -and day for weeks, celebrated to Saint Joseph a high mass, with -special supplications for relief. Before noon a sail was seen on the -horizon. One does not need to believe in saints and saints' -interpositions to feel a thrill at this coincidence, and in fancying -the effect the sudden vision of the relief-ship must have produced on -the minds of devout men who had been starving. The ship appeared for a -few moments, then disappeared; doubtless there were some who scoffed -at it as a mere apparition. But Portalá believed, and waited; and, -four days later, in the ship came!--the "San Antonio," bringing -bountiful stores of all that was needed. - -Courage and cheer now filled the very air. No time was lost in -organizing expeditions to go once more in search of the mysteriously -hidden Monterey. In less than three weeks two parties had set -off,--one by sea in the "San Antonio." With this went Father Junipero, -still feeble from illness. Father Crespí, undaunted by his former six -months of wandering, joined the land party, reaching the Point of -Pines, on Monterey Harbor, seven days before the ship arrived. As soon -as she came in sight, bonfires were lighted on the rocks, and the ship -answered by firing cannon. It was a great rejoicing. The next day, -June 1st, the officers of the two parties met, and exchanged -congratulations; and on the third they took formal possession of the -place: first, in the name of the Church, by religious ceremonies; -secondly, in the name of the King of Spain, unfurling the royal -standard, and planting it in the ground, side by side with the cross. - -To one familiar with the beauty of the Monterey shore in June, the -picture of this scene is vivid. The sand-dunes were ablaze with color; -lupines in high, waving masses, white and yellow; and great mats of -the glittering ice-plant, with myriads of rose-colored umbels, lying -flat on the white sand. Many rods inland, the air was sweet with their -fragrance, borne by the strong sea-wind. On long cliffs of broken, -tempest-piled rocks stood ranks upon ranks of grand old -cypress-trees,--gnarled, bent, twisted, defiant, full of both pathos -and triumph in their loneliness, in this the only spot on earth to -which they are native. - -The booth of boughs in which the mass was performed was built under a -large oak, on the same spot where Viscayno had landed and his -Carmelite monks had said mass one hundred and sixty-seven years -before. The ceremonies closed with a ringing Te Deum,--sailors, -soldiers, monks, alike jubilant. - -When the news of the founding of this second mission reached the city -of Mexico, there was a furore of excitement. The bells of the city -were rung; people ran up and down the streets telling each other; and -the viceroy held at his palace a grand reception, to which went all -persons of note, eager to congratulate him and Galvez. Printed -proclamations, giving full accounts, were circulated, not only in -Mexico but throughout Spain. No province so remote, no home so lowly, -as to fail to hear the good news. It was indeed good news to both -State and Church. The fact of the occupation of the new country was -accomplished; the scheme for the conversion and salvation of the -savage race was fairly inaugurated; Monterey and San Diego being -assured, ultimate possession of the whole of the coast line between -would follow. Little these gladdened people in Spain and Mexico -realized, however, the cost of the triumph over which they rejoiced, -or the true condition of the men who had won it. - -The history of the next fifteen years is a history of struggle, -hardship, and heroic achievement. The indefatigable Serra was the -mainspring and support of it all. There seemed no limit to his -endurance, no bound to his desires; nothing daunted his courage or -chilled his faith. When, in the sixth year after the founding of the -San Diego Mission, it was attacked by hostile Indians, one of the -fathers being most cruelly murdered, and the buildings burned to the -ground, Father Junipero exclaimed, "Thank God! The seed of the Gospel -is now watered by the blood of a martyr; that mission is henceforth -established;" and in a few months he was on the spot, with money and -materials, ready for rebuilding; pressing sailors, neophytes, -soldiers, into the service; working with his own hands, also, spite of -the fears and protestations of all, and only desisting on positive -orders from the military commander. He journeyed, frequently on foot, -back and forth through the country, founding a new mission whenever, -by his urgent letters to the College of San Fernando and to the -Mexican viceroys, he had gathered together men and money enough to do -so. In 1772, when perplexities seemed inextricably thickened and -supplies had fallen so short that starvation threatened the missions, -he took ship to San Blas. With no companion except one Indian boy, he -toiled on foot from San Blas to Guadalajara, two hundred and forty -miles. Here they both fell ill of fever, and sank so low that they -were supposed to be dying, and the Holy Viaticum was administered to -them. But they recovered, and while only partly convalescent, pushed -on again, reaching the city of Mexico in February, 1773. Hard-hearted -indeed must the Mexican viceroy have been to refuse to heed the -prayers of an aged man who had given such proofs as this of his -earnestness and devotion. The difficulties were cleared up, money and -supplies obtained, and Father Junipero returned to his post with a -joyful heart. Before leaving, he kissed the feet of the friars in the -college, and asked their blessing, saying that they would never behold -him more. - -Father Junipero's most insatiable passion was for baptizing Indians; -the saving of one soul thus from death filled him with unspeakable -joy. His biographer illustrates this by the narrative of the first -infant baptism attempted at the San Diego Mission. The Indians had -been prevailed upon to bring an infant to receive the consecration. -Everything was ready: Father Junipero had raised his hand to sprinkle -the child's face; suddenly heathen terror got the better of the -parents, and in the twinkling of an eye they snatched their babe and -ran. Tears rolled down Father Junipero's cheeks: he declared that only -some unworthiness in himself could have led to such a disaster; and to -the day of his death he could never tell the story without tears, -thinking it must be owing to his sins that the soul of that particular -child had been lost. - -When he preached he was carried out of himself by the fervor of his -desire to impress his hearers. Baring his breast, he would beat it -violently with a stone, or burn the flesh with a lighted torch, to -enhance the effect of his descriptions of the tortures of hell. There -is in his memoir a curious engraving, showing him lifted high above a -motley group of listeners, holding in his hands the blazing torch and -the stone. - -In the same book is an outline map of California as he knew it. It is -of the coast line from San Diego to San Francisco, and the only -objects marked on it are the missions and dotted lines showing the -roads leading from one to another. All the rest is a blank. - -There were nine of these missions, founded by Serra, before his death -in 1784. They were founded in the following order: San Diego, July 16, -1769; San Carlos de Monterey, June 3, 1770; San Antonio de Padua, July -14, 1771; San Gabriel, Sept. 8, 1771; San Luis Obispo, Sept. 1, 1772; -San Francisco (Dolores), Oct. 9, 1776; San Juan Capistrano, Nov. 1, -1776; Santa Clara, Jan. 18, 1777; San Buena Ventura, March 31, 1782. - -The transports into which Father Junipero was thrown by the beginning -of a new mission are graphically told by the companion who went with -him to establish the mission of San Antonio. With his little train of -soldiers, and mules laden with a few weeks' supplies, he wandered off -into the unexplored wilderness sixty miles south of Monterey, looking -eagerly for river valleys promising fertility. As soon as the -beautiful oak-shaded plain, with its river swift and full even in -July, caught his eye, he ordered a halt, seized the bells, tied them -to an oak bough, and fell to ringing them with might and main, crying -aloud: "Hear, hear, O ye Gentiles! Come to the Holy Church! Come to -the faith of Jesus Christ!" Not a human creature was in sight, save -his own band; and his companion remonstrated with him. "Let me alone," -cried Father Junipero. "Let me unburden my heart, which could wish -that this bell should be heard by all the world, or at least by all -the Gentiles in these mountains;" and he rang on till the echoes -answered, and one astonished Indian appeared,--the first instance in -which a native had been present at the foundation of a mission. Not -long afterward came a very aged Indian woman named Agreda, begging to -be baptized, saying that she had seen a vision in the skies of a man -clad like the friars, and that her father had repeated to her in her -youth the same words they now spoke. - -The history of this San Antonio Mission justified Father Junipero's -selection. The site proved one of the richest and most repaying, -including, finally, seven large farms with a chapel on each, and being -famous for the best wheat grown, and the best flour made in the -country. The curious mill in which the flour was ground is still to be -seen,--a most interesting ruin. It was run by water brought in a -stone-walled ditch for many miles, and driven through a funnel-shaped -flume so as to strike the side of a large water-wheel, revolving -horizontally on a shaft. The building of this aqueduct and the placing -of the wheel were the work of an Indian named Nolberto, who took the -idea from the balance-wheel of a watch, and did all the work with his -own hands. The walls are broken now; and the sands have so blown in -and piled around the entrance, that the old wheel seems buried in a -cellar; linnets have builded nests in the dusky corners, and are so -seldom disturbed that their bright eyes gaze with placid unconcern at -curious intruders. - -Many interesting incidents are recorded in connection with the -establishment of these first missions. At San Gabriel the Indians -gathered in great force, and were about to attack the little band of -ten soldiers and two friars preparing to plant their cross; but on -the unfurling of a banner with a life-size picture of the Virgin -painted on it, they flung away their bows and arrows, came running -toward the banner with gestures of reverence and delight, and threw -their beads and other ornaments on the ground before it, as at the -feet of a suddenly recognized queen. - -The San Gabriel Indians seem to have been a superior race. They spoke -a soft, musical language, now nearly lost. Their name for God -signified "Giver of Life." They had no belief in a devil or in hell, -and persisted always in regarding them as concerning only white men. -Robbery was unknown among them, murder was punished by death, and -marriage between those near of kin was not allowed. They had names for -the points of the compass, and knew the North Star, calling it Runi. -They had games at which they decked themselves with flower garlands, -which wreathed their heads and hung down to their feet. They had -certain usages of politeness, such as that a child, bringing water to -an elder, must not taste it on the way; and that to pass between two -who were speaking was an offence. They had song contests, often -lasting many days, and sometimes handed down to the next generation. -To a people of such customs as these, the symbols, shows, and -ceremonies of the Catholic Church must needs have seemed especially -beautiful and winning. - -The records of the founding of these missions are similar in details, -but are full of interest to one in sympathy either with their -spiritual or their historical significance. The routine was the same -in all cases. A cross was set up; a booth of branches was built; the -ground and the booth were consecrated by holy water, and christened by -the name of a saint; a mass was performed; the neighboring Indians, if -there were any, were roused and summoned by the ringing of bells swung -on limbs of trees; presents of cloth and trinkets were given them to -inspire them with trust, and thus a mission was founded. Two monks -(never, at first, more) were appointed to take charge of this cross -and booth, and to win, baptize, convert, and teach all the Indians to -be reached in the region. They had for guard and help a few soldiers, -and sometimes a few already partly civilized and Christianized -Indians; several head of cattle, some tools and seeds, and holy -vessels for the church service, completed their store of weapons, -spiritual and secular, offensive and defensive, with which to conquer -the wilderness and its savages. There needs no work of the imagination -to help this picture. Taken in its sternest realism, it is vivid and -thrilling; contrasting the wretched poverty of these single-handed -beginnings with the final splendor and riches attained, the result -seems wellnigh miraculous. - -From the rough booth of boughs and reeds of 1770 to the pillars, -arched corridors, and domes of the stately stone churches of a -half-century later, is a change only a degree less wonderful than the -change in the Indian, from the naked savage with his one stone tool, -grinding acorn-meal in a rock bowl, to the industrious tiller of soil, -weaver of cloth, worker in metals, and singer of sacred hymns. The -steps of this change were slow at first. In 1772, at the end of five -years' work, five missions had been founded, and four hundred and -ninety-one Indians baptized. There were then, in these five missions, -but nineteen friars and sixty soldiers. In 1786, La Perouse, a French -naval commander, who voyaged along the California coast, leaves it on -record that there were but two hundred and eighty-two soldiers, and -about one hundred officers and friars, all told, in both Upper and -Lower California, from Cape Saint Lucas to San Francisco, a line of -eight hundred leagues. At this time there were five thousand one -hundred and forty-three Indians, in the missions of Upper California -alone. In the year 1800 there were, at the mission of San Diego, -fifteen hundred and twenty-one Indians; and the San Diego garrison, -three miles away from the mission, numbered only one hundred and -sixty-seven souls,--officers, soldiers, servants, women, and children. -Such figures as these seem sufficient refutation of the idea sometimes -advanced, that the Indians were converted by force and held in -subjection by terror. There is still preserved, in the archives of the -Franciscan College at Santa Barbara, a letter written by Father -Junipero to the Viceroy of Mexico, in 1776, imploring him to send a -force of eighty soldiers to be divided among seven missions. He -patiently explains that the friars, stationed by twos, at new -missions, from sixty to a hundred miles distant from each other, -cannot be expected to feel safe without a reasonable military -protection; and he asks pertinently what defence could be made, "in -case the enemy should tempt the Gentiles to attack us." That there was -so little active hostility on the part of the savage tribes, that they -looked so kindly as they did to the ways and restraints of the new -life, is the strongest possible proof that the methods of the friars -in dealing with them must have been both wise and humane. - -During the first six years there was but one serious outbreak,--that -at San Diego. No retaliation was shown toward the Indians for this; on -the contrary, the orders of both friars and military commanders were -that they should be treated with even greater kindness than before; -and in less than two years the mission buildings were rebuilt, under a -guard of only a half-score of soldiers with hundreds of Indians -looking on, and many helping cheerfully in the work. The San Carlos -Mission at Monterey was Father Junipero's own charge. There he spent -all his time, when not called away by his duties as president of the -missions. There he died, and there he was buried. There, also, his -beloved friend and brother, Father Crespí, labored by his side for -thirteen years. Crespí was a sanguine, joyous man, sometimes called El -Beato, from his happy temperament. No doubt his gayety made Serra's -sunshine in many a dark day; and grief at his death did much to break -down the splendid old man's courage and strength. Only a few months -before it occurred, they had gone together for a short visit to their -comrade, Father Palon, at the San Francisco Mission. When they took -leave of him, Crespí said, "Farewell forever; you will see me no more." -This was late in the autumn of 1781, and on New Year's Day, 1782, he -died, aged sixty years, and having spent half of those years in -laboring for the Indians. Serra lived only two years longer, and is -said never to have been afterwards the same as before. For many years -he had been a great sufferer from an affection of the heart,--aggravated, -if not induced, by his fierce beatings of his breast with a stone -while he was preaching. But physical pain seemed to make no impression -on his mind. If it did not incapacitate him for action, he held it of -no account. Only the year before his death, being then seventy years -old, and very lame, he had journeyed on foot from San Diego to -Monterey, visiting every mission and turning aside into all the Indian -settlements on the way. At this time there were on the Santa Barbara -coast alone, within a space of eighty miles, twenty-one villages of -Indians, roughly estimated as containing between twenty and thirty -thousand souls. He is said to have gone weeping from village to -village because he could do nothing for them. - -He reached San Carlos in January, 1784, and never again went away. The -story of his last hours and death is in the old church records of -Monterey, written there by the hand of the sorrowing Palon, the second -day after he had closed his friend's eyes. It is a quaint and touching -narrative. - -Up to the day before his death, his indomitable will upholding the -failing strength of his dying body, Father Junipero had read in the -church the canonical offices of each day, a service requiring an hour -and a half of time. The evening before his death he walked alone to -the church to receive the last sacrament. The church was crowded to -overflowing with Indians and whites, many crying aloud in -uncontrollable grief. - -Father Junipero knelt before the altar with great fervor of manner, -while Father Palon, with tears rolling down his cheeks, read the -services for the dying, gave him absolution, and administered the Holy -Viaticum. Then rose from choked and tremulous voices the strains of -the grand hymn "Tantum Ergo,"-- - - "Tantum ergo Sacramentum - Veneremur cernui, - Et antiquum documentum - Novo cedat ritui; - Præstet fides supplementum - Sensuum defectui. - - "Genitori genitoque - Laus et jubilatio, - Salus, honor, virtus quoque - Sit et benedictio; - Procedenti ab utroque - Compar sit laudatio." - -A startled thrill ran through the church as Father Junipero's own -voice, "high and strong as ever," says the record, joined in the -hymn. One by one the voices of his people broke down, stifled by sobs, -until at last the dying man's voice, almost alone, finished the hymn. -After this he gave thanks, and returning to his cell-like room spent -the whole of the night in listening to penitential psalms and -litanies, and giving thanks to God; all the time kneeling or sitting -on the ground supported by the loving and faithful Palon. In the -morning, early, he asked for the plenary indulgence, for which he -again knelt, and confessed again. At noon the chaplain and the captain -of the bark "St. Joseph," then lying in port at Monterey, came to -visit him. He welcomed them, and cordially embracing the chaplain, -said, "You have come just in time to cast the earth upon my body." -After they took their leave, he asked Palon to read to him again the -Recommendations of the Soul. At its conclusion he responded earnestly, -in as clear voice as in health, adding, "Thank God, I am now without -fear." Then with a firm step he walked to the kitchen, saying that he -would like a cup of broth. As soon as he had taken the broth, he -exclaimed, "I feel better now; I will rest;" and lying down he closed -his eyes, and without another word or sign of struggle or pain ceased -to breathe, entering indeed into a rest of which his last word had -been solemnly prophetic. - -Ever since morning the grief-stricken people had been waiting and -listening for the tolling death-bell to announce that all was over. At -its first note they came in crowds, breathless, weeping, and -lamenting. It was with great difficulty that the soldiers could keep -them from tearing Father Junipero's habit piecemeal from his body, so -ardent was their desire to possess some relic of him. The corpse was -laid at once in a coffin which he himself had ordered made many weeks -before. The vessels in port fired a salute of one hundred and one -guns, answered by the same from the guns of the presidio at -Monterey,--an honor given to no one below the rank of general. But the -hundred gun salutes were a paltry honor in comparison with the tears -of the Indian congregation. Soldiers kept watch around his coffin -night and day till the burial; but they could not hold back the -throngs of the poor creatures who pressed to touch the hand of the -father they had so much loved, and to bear away something, if only a -thread, of the garments he had worn. - -His ardent and impassioned nature and his untiring labors had won -their deepest affection and confidence. It was his habit when at San -Carlos to spend all his time with them, working by their side in the -fields, making adobe, digging, tilling, doing, in short, all that he -required of them. Day after day he thus labored, only desisting at the -hours for performing offices in the church. Whenever an Indian came to -address him, he made the sign of the cross on his forehead, and spoke -to him some words of spiritual injunction or benediction. The -arbitrariness--or, as some of his enemies called it, haughty -self-will--which brought Serra at times into conflict with the -military authorities when their purposes or views clashed with his -own, never came to the surface in his spiritual functions, or in his -relation with the Indian converts. He loved them, and yearned over -them as brands to be snatched from the burning. He had baptized over -one thousand of them with his own hands; his whole life he spent for -them, and was ready at any moment to lay it down if that would have -benefited them more. Absolute single-heartedness like this is never -misunderstood by, and never antagonizes equally single-hearted people, -either high or low. But to be absolutely single-hearted in a moral -purpose is almost inevitably to be doggedly one-ideaed in regard to -practical methods; and the single-hearted, one-ideaed man, with a -great moral purpose, is sure to be often at swords' points with -average men of selfish interests and mixed notions. This is the -explanation of the fact that the later years of Serra's life were -marred by occasional collisions with the military authorities in the -country. No doubt the impetuosity of his nature made him sometimes hot -in resentment and indiscreet of speech. But in spite of these -failings, he yet remains the foremost, grandest figure in the -missions' history. If his successors in their administration had been -equal to him in spirituality, enthusiasm, and intellect, the mission -establishments would never have been so utterly overthrown and ruined. - -Father Junipero sleeps on the spot where he labored and died. His -grave is under the ruins of the beautiful stone church of his -mission,--the church which he saw only in ardent and longing fancy. -It was perhaps the most beautiful, though not the grandest of the -mission churches; and its ruins have to-day a charm far exceeding all -the others. The fine yellow tint of the stone, the grand and unique -contour of the arches, the beautiful star-shaped window in the front, -the simple yet effective lines of carving on pilaster and pillar and -doorway, the symmetrical Moorish tower and dome, the worn steps -leading up to the belfry,--all make a picture whose beauty, apart from -hallowing associations, is enough to hold one spell-bound. Reverent -Nature has rebuilt with grass and blossoms even the crumbling -window-sills, across which the wind blows free from the blue ocean -just beyond; and on the day we saw the place, golden wheat, fresh -reaped, was piled in loose mounds on the south slope below the -church's southern wall. It reminded me of the tales I had heard from -many aged men and women of a beautiful custom the Indians had of -scattering their choicest grains on the ground at the friars' feet, as -a token of homage. - -The roof of the church long ago fell in; its doors have stood open for -years; and the fierce sea-gales have been sweeping in, piling sands -until a great part of the floor is covered with solid earth on which -every summer grasses and weeds grow high enough to be cut by sickles. -Of the thousands of acres which the Mission Indians once cultivated in -the San Carlos valley, only nine were finally decreed by the United -States Government to belong to the church. These were so carelessly -surveyed that no avenue of approach was left open to the mission -buildings, and a part of the land had to be sold to buy a right of way -to the church. The remnant left makes a little farm, by the rental of -which a man can be hired to take charge of the whole place, and keep -it, if possible, from further desecration and ruin. The present keeper -is a devout Portuguese, whose broken English becomes eloquent as he -speaks of the old friars whose graves he guards. - -"Dem work for civilize," he said, "not work for money. Dey work to -religion." - -In clearing away the earth at the altar end of the church, in the -winter of 1882, this man came upon stone slabs evidently covering -graves. On opening one of these graves, it was found to hold three -coffins. From the minute description, in the old records, of Father -Junipero's place of burial, Father Carenova, the priest now in charge -of the Monterey parish, became convinced that one of these coffins -must be his. On the opposite side of the church is another grave, -where are buried two of the earliest governors of California. - -It is a disgrace to both the Catholic Church and the State of -California that this grand old ruin, with its sacred sepulchres, -should be left to crumble away. If nothing is done to protect and save -it, one short hundred years more will see it a shapeless, wind-swept -mound of sand. It is not in our power to confer honor or bring -dishonor on the illustrious dead. We ourselves, alone, are dishonored -when we fail in reverence to them. The grave of Junipero Serra may be -buried centuries deep, and its very place forgotten; yet his name will -not perish, nor his fame suffer. But for the men of the country whose -civilization he founded, and of the Church whose faith he so -glorified, to permit his burial-place to sink into oblivion, is a -shame indeed! - - -II. - -If the little grief-stricken band of monks who stood weeping around -Junipero Serra's grave in 1784 could have foreseen the events of the -next thirty years, their weeping would have been turned into exultant -joy; but not the most daring enthusiast among them could have dreamed -of the harvest of power destined to be raised from the seed thus sown -in weakness. - -Almost with his dying breath Father Junipero had promised to use "all -his influence with God" in behalf of the missions. In the course of -the next four months after his death more converts were baptized than -in the whole three years previous; and it became at once the common -belief that his soul had passed directly into heaven, and that this -great wave of conversions was the result of his prayers. Prosperity -continued steadily to increase. Mission after mission was successfully -founded, until, in 1804, the occupation of the sea-coast line from San -Francisco to San Diego was complete, there being nineteen mission -establishments only an easy day's journey apart from each other. - -The ten new missions were founded in the following order: Santa -Barbara, Dec. 4, 1786; La Purissima, Dec. 8, 1787; Santa Cruz, Sept. -25, 1791; Soledad, Oct. 9, 1791; San José, June 11, 1797; San Juan -Bautista, June 24, 1797; San Miguel, July 25, 1797; San Fernando Rey, -Sept. 8, 1797; San Luis Rey de Francia, June 18, 1798; Santa Inez, -Sept. 7, 1804. - -Beginnings had also been made on a projected second line, to be from -thirty to fifty miles back from the sea; and this inland chain of -settlements and development promised to be in no way inferior to the -first. The wealth of the mission establishments had grown to an almost -incredible degree. In several of them massive stone churches had been -built, of an architecture at once so simple and harmonious that, even -in ruins, it is to-day the grandest in America; and it will remain, so -long as arch, pillar, or dome of it shall stand, a noble and touching -monument of the patient Indian workers who built, and of the devoted -friars who designed, its majestic and graceful proportions. - -In all of the missions were buildings on a large scale, providing for -hundreds of occupants, for all the necessary trades and manufactures, -and many of the ornamental arts of civilized life. Enormous tracts of -land were under high cultivation; the grains and cool fruits of the -temperate zone flourishing, in the marvellous California air, side by -side with the palm, olive, grape, fig, orange, and pomegranate. From -the two hundred head of cattle sent by the wise Galvez, had grown -herds past numbering; and to these had been added vast flocks of sheep -and herds of horses. In these nineteen missions were gathered over -twenty thousand Indians, leading regular and industrious lives, and -conforming to the usages of the Catholic religion. - -A description of the San Luis Rey Mission, written by De Mofras, an -_attaché_ of the French Legation in Mexico in 1842, gives a clear -idea of the form, and some of the methods, of the mission -establishments:-- - - "The building is a quadrilateral, four hundred and fifty feet - square; the church occupies one of its wings; the façade is - ornamented with a gallery. The building is two stories in - height. The interior is formed by a court ornamented with - fountains, and decorated with trees. Upon the gallery which - runs around it open the dormitories of the monks, of the - majors-domo, and of travellers, small workshops, schoolrooms, - and storerooms. The hospitals are situated in the most quiet - parts of the mission, where also the schools are kept. The - young Indian girls dwell in halls called monasteries, and are - called nuns. Placed under the care of Indian matrons, who are - worthy of confidence, they learn to make cloth of wool, cotton, - and flax, and do not leave the monastery until they are old - enough to be married. The Indian children mingle in schools - with those of the white colonists. A certain number chosen - among the pupils who display the most intelligence learn music, - chanting, the violin, flute, horn, violoncello, or other - instruments. Those who distinguish themselves in the - carpenters' shops, at the forge, or in agricultural labors are - appointed alcaldes, or overseers, and charged with the - directions of the laborers." - -Surrounding these buildings, or arranged in regular streets upon one -side of them, were the homes of the Indian families. These were built -of adobe, or of reeds, after the native fashion. The daily routine of -the Indians' life was simple and uniform. They were divided into -squads of laborers. At sunrise the Angelus bell called them to mass. -After the mass they breakfasted, and then dispersed to their various -labors. At eleven they were again summoned together for dinner, after -which they rested until two, when they went again to work, and worked -until the evening Angelus, just before sunset. After prayers and -supper they were in the habit of dancing and playing games until -bedtime. Their food was good. They had meat at noon, accompanied by -_posale_, a sort of succotash made of corn, beans, and wheat, boiled -together. Their breakfast and supper were usually of porridge made -from different grains, called _atole_ and _pinole_. - -The men wore linen shirts, pantaloons, and blankets. The overseers and -best workmen had suits of cloth like the Spaniards. The women -received every year two chemises, one gown, and a blanket. De Mofras -says:-- - - "When the hides, tallow, grain, wine, and oil were sold at good - prices to ships from abroad, the monks distributed - handkerchiefs, wearing apparel, tobacco, and trinkets among the - Indians, and devoted the surplus to the embellishment of the - churches, the purchase of musical instruments, pictures, church - ornaments, etc.; still they were careful to keep a part of the - harvest in the granaries to provide for years of scarcity." - -The rule of the friars was in the main a kindly one. The vice of -drunkenness was severely punished by flogging. Quarrelling between -husbands and wives was also dealt with summarily, the offending -parties being chained together by the leg till they were glad to -promise to keep peace. New converts and recruits were secured in many -ways: sometimes by sending out parties of those already attached to -the new mode of life, and letting them set forth to the savages the -advantages and comforts of the Christian way; sometimes by luring -strangers in with gifts; sometimes, it is said, by capturing them by -main force; but of this there is only scanty evidence, and it is not -probable that it was often practised. It has also been said that cruel -and severe methods were used to compel the Indians to work; that they -were driven under the lash by their overseers, and goaded with lances -by the soldiers. No doubt there were individual instances of cruelty; -seeds of it being indigenous in human nature, such absolute control of -hundreds of human beings could not exist without some abuses of the -power. But that the Indians were, on the whole, well treated and cared -for, the fact that so many thousands of them chose to remain in the -missions is proof. With open wilderness on all sides, and with -thousands of savage friends and relatives close at hand, nothing but -their own free will could have kept such numbers of them loyal and -contented. Forbes, in his history of California, written in 1832, -says:-- - - "The best and most unequivocal proof of the good conduct of the - fathers is to be found in the unbounded affection and devotion - invariably shown toward them by their Indian subjects. They - venerate them not merely as friends and fathers, but with a - degree of devotion approaching to adoration." - -The picture of life in one of these missions during their period of -prosperity is unique and attractive. The whole place was a hive of -industry: trades plying indoors and outdoors; tillers, herders, -vintagers by hundreds, going to and fro; children in schools; women -spinning; bands of young men practising on musical instruments; music, -the scores of which, in many instances, they had themselves written -out; at evening, all sorts of games of running, leaping, dancing, and -ball-throwing, and the picturesque ceremonies of a religion which has -always been wise in availing itself of beautiful agencies in color, -form, and harmony. - -At every mission were walled gardens with waving palms, sparkling -fountains, groves of olive trees, broad vineyards, and orchards of all -manner of fruits; over all, the sunny, delicious, winterless -California sky. - -More than mortal, indeed, must the Franciscans have been, to have been -able, under these conditions, to preserve intact the fervor and spirit -of self-abnegation and deprivation inculcated by the rules of their -order. There is a half-comic pathos in the records of occasional -efforts made by one and another of the presidents to check the growing -disposition toward ease on the part of the friars. At one time several -of them were found to be carrying silver watches. The watches were -taken away, and sent to Guadalajara to be sold, the money to be paid -into the Church treasury. At another time an order was issued, -forbidding the wearing of shoes and stockings in place of sandals, and -the occupying of too large and comfortable rooms. And one zealous -president, finding that the friars occasionally rode in the carts -belonging to their missions, had all the carts burned, to compel the -fathers to go about on foot. - -The friars were forced, by the very facts of their situation, into the -exercise of a constant and abounding hospitality; and this of itself -inevitably brought about large departures from the ascetic _régime_ of -living originally preached and practised. Most royally did they -discharge the obligations of this hospitality. Travellers' rooms were -kept always ready in every mission; and there were even set apart -fruit orchards called "travellers' orchards." A man might ride from -San Diego to Monterey by easy day's journeys, spending each night as -guest in a mission establishment. As soon as he rode up, an Indian -page would appear to take his horse; another to show him to one of the -travellers' rooms. He was served with the best of food and wine as -long as he liked to stay, and when he left he might, if he wished, -take from the mission herd a fresh horse to carry him on his journey. -All the California voyagers and travellers of the time speak in -glowing terms of this generous and cordial entertaining by the friars. -It was, undoubtedly, part of their policy as representatives of the -State, but it was no less a part of their duty as Franciscans. - -Some of the highest tributes which have been paid to them, both as men -and as administrators of affairs, have come from strangers who, thus -sojourning under their roofs, had the best opportunity of knowing -their lives. Says Forbes:-- - - "Their conduct has been marked by a degree of benevolence, - humanity, and moderation probably unexampled in any other - situation.... I have never heard that they have not acted with - the most perfect fidelity, or that they ever betrayed a trust, - or acted with inhumanity." - -This testimony is of the more weight that it comes from a man not in -sympathy with either the religious or the secular system on which the -friars' labors were based. - -The tales still told by old people of festal occasions at the missions -sound like tales of the Old World rather than of the New. There was a -strange difference, fifty years ago, between the atmosphere of life on -the east and west sides of the American continent: on the Atlantic -shore, the descendants of the Puritans, weighed down by serious -purpose, half grudging the time for their one staid yearly -Thanksgiving, and driving the Indians farther and farther into the -wilderness every year, fighting and killing them; on the sunny Pacific -shore, the merry people of Mexican and Spanish blood, troubling -themselves about nothing, dancing away whole days and nights like -children, while their priests were gathering the Indians by thousands -into communities, and feeding and teaching them. - -The most beautiful woman known in California a half-century ago[2] -still lives in Santa Barbara, white-haired, bright-eyed, -eloquent-tongued to-day. At the time of her marriage, her husband -being a brother of the Superior of the Santa Barbara mission, her -wedding banquet was spread on tables running the whole length of the -outer corridor of the mission. For three days and three nights the -feasting and dancing were kept up, and the whole town was bid. On the -day after her wedding came the christening or blessing of the right -tower of the church. She and her husband, having been chosen godfather -and godmother to the tower, walked in solemn procession around it, -carrying lighted candles in their hands, preceded by the friar, who -sprinkled it with holy water and burned incense. In the four long -streets of Indians' houses, then running eastward from the mission, -booths of green boughs, decorated with flowers, were set up in front -of all the doors. Companies of Indians from other missions came as -guests, dancing and singing as they approached. Their Indian hosts -went out to meet them, also singing, and pouring out seeds on the -ground for them to walk on. These were descendants of the Indians who, -when Viscayno anchored off Santa Barbara in 1602, came out in canoes, -bringing their king, and rowed three times around Viscayno's ship, -chanting a chorus of welcome. Then the king, going on board the ship, -walked three times around the deck, chanting the same song. He then -gave to the Spaniards gifts of all the simple foods he had, and -implored them to land, promising that if they would come and be their -brothers, he would give to each man ten wives. - -With the increase of success, wealth, and power on the part of the -missions came increasing complexities in their relation to the -military settlements in the country. The original Spanish plan of -colonization was threefold,--religious, military, and civil. Its first -two steps were a mission and a presidio, or garrison,--the presidio to -be the guard of the mission; later was to come the pueblo,[3] or -town. From indefiniteness in the understanding of property rights, and -rights of authority, as vested under these three heads, there very -soon arose confusion, which led to collisions,--collisions which have -not yet ceased, and never will, so long as there remains a land-title -in California to be quarrelled over. The law records of the State are -brimful of briefs, counter-briefs, opinions, and counter-opinions -regarding property issues, all turning on definitions which nobody has -now clear right to make, of old pueblo and presidio titles and bounds. - -In the beginning there were no grants of land; everything was done by -royal decree. In the form of taking possession of the new lands, the -Church, by right of sacred honor, came first, the religious ceremony -always preceding the military. Not till the cross was set up, and the -ground consecrated and taken possession of, in the name of God, for -the Church's purposes, did any military commander ever think of -planting the royal standard, symbolizing the king's possession. In the -early days the relations between the military and the ecclesiastical -representatives of the king were comparatively simple: the soldiers -were sent avowedly and specifically to protect the friars; moreover, -in those earlier days, soldiers and friars were alike devout, and, no -doubt, had the mission interests more equally at heart than they did -later. But each year's increase of numbers in the garrisons, and of -numbers and power in the missions, increased the possibilities of -clashing, until finally the relations between the two underwent a -singular reversal; and the friars, if disposed to be satirical, might -well have said that, however bad a rule might be which would not work -both ways, a rule which did was not of necessity a good one, it being -now the duty of the missions to support the presidios; the military -governors being authorized to draw upon the friars not only for -supplies, but for contributions of money and for levies of -laborers.[4] - -On the other hand, no lands could be set off or assigned for colonists -without consent of the friars, and there were many other curious and -entangling cross-purpose powers distributed between friars and -military governors quite sufficient to make it next to impossible for -things to go smoothly. - -The mission affairs, so far as their own internal interests were -concerned, were administered with admirable simplicity and system. The -friars in charge of the missions were responsible directly to the -president, or prefect, of the missions. He, in turn, was responsible -to the president, or guardian, of the Franciscan College in San -Fernando, in Mexico. One responsible officer, called procurador, was -kept in the city of Mexico to buy supplies for the missions from -stipends due, and from the drafts given to the friars by the presidio -commanders for goods furnished to the presidios. There was also a -syndic, or general agent, at San Bias, who attended to the shipping -and forwarding of supplies. It was a happy combination of the minimum -of functionaries with the maximum of responsibility. - -The income supporting the missions was derived from two sources, the -first of which was a fund, called the "Pious Fund," originally -belonging to the Jesuit order, but on the suppression of that order, -in 1868, taken possession of by the Spanish Government in trust for -the Church. This fund, begun early in the eighteenth century, was made -up of estates, mines, manufactories, and flocks,--all gifts of rich -Catholics to the Society of Jesus. It yielded an income of fifty -thousand dollars a year, the whole of which belonged to the Church, -and was to be used in paying stipends to the friars (to the Dominicans -in Lower as well as to the Franciscans in Upper California), and in -the purchasing of articles needed in the missions. The missions' -second source of income was from the sales of their own products: -first to the presidios,--these sales paid for by drafts on the Spanish -or Mexican Government; second, to trading ships, coming more and more -each year to the California coast. - -As soon as revolutionary troubles began to agitate Spain and Mexico, -the income of the missions from abroad began to fall off. The Pious -Fund was too big a sum to be honestly administered by any government -hard pressed for money. Spain began to filch from it early, to pay the -bills of her wars with Portugal and England; and Mexico, as soon as -she had the chance, followed Spain's example vigorously, selling whole -estates and pocketing their price, farming the fund out for the -benefit of the State treasury, and, finally, in Santa Anna's time, -selling the whole outright to two banking-houses. During these -troublous times the friars not only failed frequently to receive their -regular stipends allotted from the interest of this Pious Fund, but -their agent was unable to collect the money due them for the supplies -furnished to the presidios. The sums of which they were thus robbed by -two governments--that, being ostensibly of the Catholic faith, should -surely have held the Church's property sacred--mounted up in a few -years to such enormous figures that restitution would have been -practically impossible, and, except for their own internal sources of -revenue, the missions must have come to bankruptcy and ruin. - -However, the elements which were to bring about this ruin were already -at work,--were, indeed, inherent in the very system on which they had -been founded. The Spanish Government was impatient to see carried out, -and to reap the benefit of, the pueblo feature of its colonization -plan. With a singular lack of realization of the time needed to make -citizens out of savages, it had set ten years as the period at the -expiration of which the Indian communities attached to the missions -were to be formed into pueblos,--the missions to be secularized, that -is, turned into curacies, the pueblo being the parish. This was, no -doubt, the wise and proper ultimate scheme,--the only one, in fact, -which provided either for the entire civilization of the Indian or the -successful colonization of the country. But five times ten years would -have been little enough to allow for getting such a scheme fairly -under way, and another five times ten years for the finishing and -rounding of the work. It is strange how sure civilized peoples are, -when planning and legislating for savages, to forget that it has -always taken centuries to graft on or evolve out of savagery anything -like civilization. - -Aiming towards this completing of their colonization plan, the -Spanish Government had very early founded the pueblos of Los Angeles -and San José. A second class of pueblos, called, in the legal phrase -of California's later days, "Presidial Pueblos," had originated in the -settlement of the presidios, and gradually grown up around them. There -were four of these,--San Diego, Monterey, Santa Barbara, and San -Francisco. - -It is easy to see how, as these settlements increased, of persons more -or less unconnected with the missions, there must have grown up -discontent at the Church's occupation and control of so large a -proportion of the country. Ready for alliance with this discontent was -the constant jealousy on the part of the military authorities, whose -measures were often--and, no doubt, often rightly--opposed by the -friars. These fomenting causes of disquiet reacted on the impatience -and greed in Spain; all together slowly, steadily working against the -missions, until, in 1813, the Spanish Cortes passed an act decreeing -their secularization. This was set forth in sounding phrase as an act -purely for the benefit of the Indians, that they might become citizens -of towns. But it was, to say the least of it, as much for Spain as for -the Indians, since, by its provisions, one half of the mission lands -were to be sold for the payment of Spain's national debt. This act, so -manifestly premature, remained a dead letter; but it alarmed the -friars, and with reason. It was the tocsin of their doom, of the -downfall of their establishments, and the ruin of their work. - -Affairs grew more and more unsettled. Spanish viceroys and Mexican -insurgents took turns at ruling in Mexico, and the representatives of -each took turns at ruling in California. The waves of every Mexican -revolution broke on the California shore. The College of San Fernando, -in Mexico, also shared in the general confusion, and many of its -members returned to Spain. - -From 1817 to 1820 great requisitions were made by the Government upon -the missions. They responded generously. They gave not only food, but -money. They submitted to a tax, _per capita_, on all their thousands -of Indians, to pay the expenses of a deputy to sit in the Mexican -Congress. They allowed troops to be quartered in the mission -buildings. At the end of the year 1820 the outstanding drafts on the -Government, in favor of the missions, amounted to four hundred -thousand dollars. - -It is impossible, in studying the records of this time, not to feel -that the friars were, in the main, disposed to work in good faith for -the best interests of the State. That they opposed the secularization -project is true; but it is unjust to assume that their motives in so -doing were purely selfish. Most certainly, the results of the carrying -out of that project were such as to prove all that they claimed of its -untimeliness. It is easy saying, as their enemies do, that they would -never have advocated it, and were not training the Indians with a view -to it: but the first assertion is an assumption, and nothing more; and -the refutation of the second lies in the fact that even in that short -time they had made the savages into "masons, carpenters, plasterers, -soap-makers, tanners, shoe-makers, blacksmiths, millers, bakers, -cooks, brick-makers, carters and cart-makers, weavers and spinners, -saddlers, ship hands, agriculturists, herdsmen, vintagers;--in a word, -they filled all the laborious occupations known to civilized -society."[5] Moreover, in many of the missions, plots of land had -already been given to individual neophytes who seemed to have -intelligence and energy enough to begin an independent life for -themselves. But it is idle speculating now as to what would or would -not have been done under conditions which never existed. - -So long as Spain refused to recognize Mexico's independence, the -majority of the friars, as was natural, remained loyal to the Spanish -Government, and yielded with reluctance and under protest, in every -instance, to Mexico's control. For some years President Sarria was -under arrest for refusing to take the oath of allegiance to the -Mexican republic. Nevertheless, it not being convenient to remove him -and fill his place, he performed all his functions as president of the -missions through that time. Many other friars refused to take the -oath, and left the country in consequence. During three years the -secularization project was continually agitated, and at intervals -measures initiatory to it were decreed and sometimes acted upon. - -The shifting governors of unfortunate California legislated for or -against the mission interests according to the exigencies of their -needs or the warmness or lukewarmness of their religious faith. - -An act of one year, declaring the Indians liberated, and ordering the -friars to turn over the mission properties to administrators, would be -followed a few years later by an act restoring the power of the -friars, and giving back to them all that remained to be rescued of the -mission properties and converts. All was anarchy and confusion. During -the fifty-five years that California was under Spanish rule she had -but nine governors. During the twenty-four that she was under Mexican -misrule she had thirteen. It would be interesting to know what the -Indian populations thought, as they watched these quarrellings and -intrigues among the Christians who were held up to them as patterns -for imitation. - -In a curious pamphlet left by one of the old friars, Father Boscana, -is told a droll story of the logical inferences some of them drew from -the political situations among their supposed betters. It was a band -of San Diego Indians. When they heard that the Spanish viceroy in the -city of Mexico had been killed, and a Mexican made emperor in his -place, they forthwith made a great feast, burned up their chief, and -elected a new one in his stead. To the stringent reproofs of the -horrified friars they made answer: "Have you not done the same in -Mexico? You say your king was not good, and you killed him. Well, our -captain was not good, and we burned him. If the new one turns out bad, -we will burn him too,"--a memorable instance of the superiority of -example to precept. - -At last, in 1834, the final blow fell on the missions. The Governor of -California, in compliance with instructions received from Mexico, -issued an authoritative edict for their secularization. It was a long -document, and had many significant provisions in it. It said that the -Indians were now to be "emancipated." But the 16th article said that -they "should be obliged to join in such labors of community as are -indispensable, in the opinion of the political chief, in the -cultivation of the vineyards, gardens, and fields, which for the -present remain unapportioned." This was a curious sort of -emancipation; and it is not surprising to read, in the political -records of the time, such paragraphs as this: "Out of one hundred and -sixty Indian families at San Diego, to whom emancipation was offered -by Governor Figueroa, only ten could be induced to accept it." The -friars were to hand over all records and inventories to stewards or -administrators appointed. Boards of magistrates were also appointed -for each village. One half of the movable property was to be divided -among the "emancipated persons," and to each head of a family was to -be given four hundred square yards of land. Everything else--lands, -movable properties, property of all classes--was to be put into the -hands of the administrator, to be held subject to the Federal -Government. Out of these properties the administrators were to provide -properly for the support of the father or fathers left in charge of -the church, the church properties, and the souls of the "emancipated -persons." A more complete and ingenious subversion of the previously -existing state of things could not have been devised; and it is hard -to conceive how any student of the history of the period can see, in -its shaping and sudden enforcing, anything except bold and -unprincipled greed hiding itself under specious cloaks of right. Says -Dwinelle, in his "Colonial History:"-- - - "Beneath these specious pretexts was undoubtedly a perfect - understanding between the Government of Mexico and the leading - men in California, that in such a condition of things the - Supreme Government might absorb the Pious Fund, under the - pretence that it was no longer necessary for missionary - purposes, and thus had reverted to the State as a quasi - escheat, while the co-actors in California should appropriate - the local wealth of the missions by the rapid and sure process - of administering their temporalities." - -Of the manner in which the project was executed, Dwinelle goes on to -say:-- - - "These laws, whose ostensible purpose was to convert the - missionary establishments into Indian pueblos, their churches - into parish churches, and to elevate the Christianized Indians - to the rank of citizens, were after all executed in such a - manner that the so-called secularization of the missions - resulted in their plunder and complete ruin, and in the - demoralization and dispersion of the Christianized Indians." - -It is only just to remember, however, that these laws and measures -were set in force in a time of revolution, when even the best measures -and laws could have small chance of being fairly executed, and that a -government which is driven, as Mexico was, to recruiting its colonial -forces by batches of selected prison convicts, is entitled to pity, if -not charity, in our estimates of its conduct. Of course, the position -of administrator of a mission became at once a political reward and a -chance for big gains, and simply, therefore, a source and centre of -bribery and corruption. - -Between the governors--who now regarded the mission establishments as -State property, taking their cattle or grain as freely as they would -any other revenue, and sending orders to a mission for tallow as they -would draw checks on the treasury--and the administrators, who equally -regarded them as easy places for the filling of pockets, the wealth of -the missions disappeared as dew melts in the sun. Through all this the -Indians were the victims. They were, under the administrators, -compelled to work far harder than before; they were ill-fed and -ill-treated; they were hired out in gangs to work in towns or on -farms, under masters who regarded them simply as beasts of burden; -their rights to the plots of land which had been set off for them -were, almost without exception, ignored. A more pitiable sight has not -often been seen on earth than the spectacle of this great body of -helpless, dependent creatures, suddenly deprived of their teachers and -protectors, thrown on their own resources, and at the mercy of -rapacious and unscrupulous communities, in time of revolution. The -best comment on their sufferings is to be found in the statistics of -the mission establishments after a few years of the administrators' -reign. - -In 1834 there were, according to the lowest estimates, from fifteen to -twenty thousand Indians in the missions. De Mofras's statistics give -the number as 30,620. In 1840 there were left, all told, but six -thousand. In many of the missions there were less than one hundred. -According to De Mofras, the cattle, sheep, horses, and mules, in 1834, -numbered 808,000; in 1842, but 6,320. Other estimates put the figures -for 1834 considerably lower. It is not easy to determine which are -true; but the most moderate estimates of all tell the story with -sufficient emphasis. There is also verbal testimony on these points -still to be heard in California, if one has patience and interest -enough in the subject to listen to it. There are still living, -wandering about, half blind, half starved, in the neighborhood of the -mission sites, old Indians who recollect the mission times in the -height of their glory. Their faces kindle with a sad flicker of -recollected happiness, as they tell of the days when they had all they -wanted to eat, and the _padres_ were so good and kind: "Bueno tiempo! -Bueno tiempo," they say, with a hopeless sigh and shake of the head. - -Under the new _régime_ the friars suffered hardly less than the -Indians. Some fled the country, unable to bear the humiliations and -hardships of their positions under the control of the administrators -or majors-domo, and dependent on their caprice for shelter and even -for food. Among this number was Father Antonio Peyri, who had been for -over thirty years in charge of the splendid mission of San Luis Rey. -In 1800, two years after its founding, this mission had 369 Indians. -In 1827 it had 2,686; it owned over twenty thousand head of cattle, -and nearly twenty thousand sheep. It controlled over two hundred -thousand acres of land, and there were raised in its fields in one -year three thousand bushels of wheat, six thousand of barley, and ten -thousand of corn. No other mission had so fine a church. It was one -hundred and sixty feet long, fifty wide, and sixty high, with walls -four feet thick. A tower at one side held a belfry for eight bells. -The corridor on the opposite side had two hundred and fifty-six -arches. Its gold and silver ornaments are said to have been superb. - -When Father Peyri made up his mind to leave the country, he slipped -off by night to San Diego, hoping to escape without the Indians' -knowledge. But, missing him in the morning, and knowing only too well -what it meant, five hundred of them mounted their ponies in hot haste, -and galloped all the way to San Diego, forty-five miles, to bring him -back by force. They arrived just as the ship, with Father Peyri on -board, was weighing anchor. Standing on the deck, with outstretched -arms he blessed them, amid their tears and loud cries. Some flung -themselves into the water and swam after the ship. Four reached it, -and clinging to its sides, so implored to be taken that the father -consented, and carried them with him to Rome, where one of them became -a priest. - -There were other touching instances in which the fathers refused to be -separated from their Indian converts, and remained till the last by -their side, sharing all their miseries and deprivations. De Mofras, in -his visit to the country in 1842, found, at the mission of San Luis -Obispo, Father Azagonais, a very old man, living in a hut, like the -Indians, sleeping on a rawhide on the bare ground, with no -drinking-vessel but an ox-horn, and no food but some dried meat -hanging in the sun. The little he had he shared with the few Indians -who still lingered there. Benevolent persons had offered him asylum; -but he refused, saying that he would die at his post. At the San -Antonio mission De Mofras found another aged friar, Father Gutierrez, -living in great misery. The administrator of this mission was a man -who had been formerly a menial servant in the establishment; he had -refused to provide Father Gutierrez with the commonest necessaries, -and had put him on an allowance of food barely sufficient to keep him -alive. - -At Soledad was a still more pitiful case. Father Sarria, who had -labored there for thirty years, refused to leave the spot, even after -the mission was so ruined that it was not worth any administrator's -while to keep it. He and the handful of Indians who remained loyal to -their faith and to him lived on there, growing poorer and poorer each -day; he sharing his every morsel of food with them, and starving -himself, till, one Sunday morning, saying mass at the crumbling altar, -he fainted, fell forward, and died in their arms, of starvation. This -was in 1838. Only eight years before, this Soledad mission had owned -thirty-six thousand cattle, seventy thousand sheep, three hundred yoke -of working oxen, more horses than any other mission, and had an -aqueduct, fifteen miles long, supplying water enough to irrigate -twenty thousand acres of land. - -For ten years after the passage of the Secularization Act, affairs -went steadily on from bad to worse with the missions. Each governor -had his own plans and devices for making the most out of them, renting -them, dividing them into parcels for the use of colonists, -establishing pueblos on them, making them subject to laws of -bankruptcy, and finally selling them. The departmental assemblies -sometimes indorsed and sometimes annulled the acts of the governors. -In 1842 Governor Micheltorena proclaimed that the twelve southern -missions should be restored to the Church, and that the Government -would not make another grant of land without the consent of the -friars. This led to a revolution, or rather an ebullition, and -Micheltorena was sent out of the country. To him succeeded Pio Pico, -who remained in power till the occupation of California by the United -States forces in 1846. During the reign of Pio Pico, the ruin of the -mission establishments was completed. They were at first sold or -rented in batches to the highest bidders. There was first a -preliminary farce of proclamation to the Indians to return and take -possession of the missions if they did not want them sold. These -proclamations were posted up in the pueblos for months before the -sales. In 1844 the Indians of Dolores, Soledad, San Miguel, La -Purissima, and San Rafael[6] were thus summoned to come back to their -missions,--a curious bit of half conscience-stricken, half politic -recognition of the Indians' ownership of the lands, the act of the -Departmental Assembly saying that if they (the Indians) did not return -before such a date, the Government would declare said missions to be -"without owners," and dispose of them accordingly. There must have -been much bitter speech in those days when news of these proclamations -reached the wilds where the mission Indians had taken refuge. - -At last, in March, 1846, an act of the Departmental Assembly made the -missions liable to the laws of bankruptcy, and authorized the governor -to sell them to private persons. As by this time all the missions that -had any pretence of existence left had been run hopelessly into debt, -proceedings in regard to them were much simplified by this act. In the -same year the President of Mexico issued an order to Governor Pico to -use all means within his power to raise money to defend the country -against the United States; and under color of this double -authorization the governor forthwith proceeded to sell missions right -and left. He sold them at illegal private sales; he sold them for -insignificant sums, and for sums not paid at all; whether he was, to -use the words of a well-known legal brief in one of the celebrated -California land cases, "wilfully ignorant or grossly corrupt," there -is no knowing, and it made no difference in the result. - -One of the last acts of the Departmental Assembly, before the -surrender of the country, was to declare all Governor Pico's sales of -mission property null and void. And one of Governor Pico's last acts -was, as soon as he had made up his mind to run away out of the -country, to write to some of his special friends and ask them if there -were anything else they would like to have him give them before his -departure. - -On the 7th of July, 1846, the American flag was raised in Monterey, -and formal possession of California was taken by the United States. -The proclamation of Admiral Sloat on this memorable occasion included -these words: "All persons holding title to real estate, or in quiet -possession of lands under color of right, shall have those titles and -rights guaranteed to them." "Color of right" is a legal phrase, -embodying a moral idea, an obligation of equity. If the United States -Government had kept this guarantee, there would be living in -comfortable homesteads in California to-day many hundreds of people -that are now homeless and beggared,--Mexicans as well as Indians. - -The army officers in charge of different posts in California, in these -first days of the United States' occupation of the country, were -perplexed and embarrassed by nothing so much as by the confusion -existing in regard to the mission properties and lands. Everywhere men -turned up with bills of sale from Governor Pico. At the San Diego -mission the ostensible owner, one Estudillo by name, confessed frankly -that he "did not think it right to dispose of the Indians' property in -that way; but as everybody was buying missions, he thought he might as -well have one." - -In many of the missions, squatters, without show or semblance of -title, were found; these the officers turned out. Finally, General -Kearney, to save the trouble of cutting any more Gordian knots, -declared that all titles of missions and mission lands must be held -in abeyance till the United States Government should pronounce on -them. - -For several years the question remained unsettled, and the mission -properties were held by those who had them in possession at the time -of the surrender. But in 1856 the United States Land Commission gave, -in reply to a claim and petition from the Catholic Bishop of -California, a decision which, considered with reference to the -situation of the mission properties at the time of the United States' -possession, was perhaps as near to being equitable as the -circumstances would admit. But, considered with reference to the -status of the mission establishments under the Spanish rule, to their -original extent, the scope of the work, and the magnificent success of -their experiment up to the time of the revolutions, it seems a sadly -inadequate return of property once rightfully held. Still, it was not -the province of the United States to repair the injustices or make -good the thefts of Spain and Mexico; and any attempt to clear up the -tangle of confiscations, debts, frauds, and robberies in California, -for the last quarter of a century before the surrender, would have -been bootless work. - -The Land Commissioner's decision was based on the old Spanish law -which divided church property into two classes, sacred and -ecclesiastical, and held it to be inalienable, except in case of -necessity, and then only according to provisions of canon law; in the -legal term, it was said to be "out of commerce." The sacred property -was that which had been in a formal manner consecrated to God,--church -buildings, sacred vessels, vestments, etc. Ecclesiastical property was -land held by the Church, and appropriated to the maintenance of divine -worship, or the support of the ministry; buildings occupied by the -priests, or necessary for their convenience; gardens, etc. Following a -similar division, the property of the mission establishments was held -by the Land Commission to be of two sorts,--mission property and -church property: the mission property, embracing the great tracts of -land formerly cultivated for the community's purpose, it was decided, -must be considered as government property; the church property, -including, with the church buildings, houses of priests, etc., such -smaller portions of land as were devoted to the immediate needs of the -ministry, it was decided must still rightfully go to the Church. How -many acres of the old gardens, orchards, vineyards, of the missions -could properly be claimed by the Church under this head, was of course -a question; and it seems to have been decided on very different bases -in different missions, as some received much more than others. But all -the church buildings, priests' houses, and some acres of land, more or -less, with each, were pronounced by this decision to have been "before -the treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo solemnly dedicated to the use of the -Church, and therefore withdrawn from commerce;" "such an interest is -protected by the provisions of the treaty, and must be held inviolate -under our laws." Thus were returned at last, into the inalienable -possession of the Catholic Church, all that were left of the old -mission churches, and some fragments of the mission lands. Many of -them are still in operation as curacies; others are in ruins; of some -not a trace is left,--not even a stone. - -At San Diego the walls of the old church are still standing, unroofed, -and crumbling daily. It was used as a cavalry barracks during the war -of 1846, and has been a sheepfold since. Opposite it is an olive -orchard, of superb hoary trees still in bearing; a cactus wall twenty -feet high, and a cluster of date palms, are all that remain of the -friars' garden. - -At San Juan Capistrano, the next mission to the north, some parts of -the buildings are still habitable. Service is held regularly in one of -the small chapels. The priest lives there, and ekes out his little -income by renting some of the mouldering rooms. The church is a -splendid ruin. It was of stone, a hundred and fifty feet long by a -hundred in width, with walls five feet thick, a dome eighty feet high, -and a fine belfry of arches in which four bells rang. It was thrown -down by an earthquake in 1812, on the day of the Feast of the -Immaculate Conception. Morning mass was going on, and the church was -thronged; thirty persons were killed, and many more injured. - -The little hamlet of San Juan Capistrano lies in harbor, as it were, -looking out on its glimpse of sea, between two low spurs of broken and -rolling hills, which in June are covered with shining yellow and blue -and green, iridescent as a peacock's neck. It is worth going across -the continent to come into the village at sunset of a June day. The -peace, silence, and beauty of the spot are brooded over and dominated -by the grand gray ruin, lifting the whole scene into an ineffable -harmony. Wandering in room after room, court after court, through -corridors with red-tiled roofs and hundreds of broad Roman arches, -over fallen pillars, and through carved doorways, whose untrodden -thresholds have sunk out of sight in summer grasses, one asks himself -if he be indeed in America. On the interior walls are still to be seen -spaces of brilliant fresco-work, in Byzantine patterns of superb red, -pale green, gray and blue; and the corridors are paved with tiles, -large and square. It was our good fortune to have with us, in San Juan -Capistrano, a white-haired Mexican, who in his boyhood had spent a -year in the mission. He remembered as if it were yesterday its -bustling life of fifty years ago, when the arched corridor ran -unbroken around the great courtyard, three hundred feet square, and -was often filled with Indians, friars, officers, and gay Mexican -ladies looking on at a bull-fight in the centre. He remembered the -splendid library, filled from ceiling to floor with books, extending -one whole side of the square: in a corner, where had been the room in -which he used to see sixty Indian women weaving at looms, we stood -ankle-deep in furzy weeds and grass. He showed us the doorway, now -closed up, which led into the friars' parlor. To this door, every -Sunday, after mass, came the Indians, in long processions, to get -their weekly gifts. Each one received something,--a handkerchief, -dress, trinket, or money. While their gifts were being distributed, a -band of ten or twelve performers, all Indians, played lively airs on -brass and stringed instruments. In a little baptistery, dusky with -cobweb and mould, we found huddled a group of wooden statues of -saints, which once stood in niches in the church; on their heads were -faded and brittle wreaths, left from the last occasion on which they -had done duty. One had lost an eye; another a hand. The gilding and -covering of their robes were dimmed and defaced. But they had a -dignity which nothing could destroy. The contours were singularly -expressive and fine, and the rendering of the drapery was indeed -wonderful,--flowing robes and gathered and lifted mantles, all carved -in solid wood. - -There are statues of this sort to be seen in several of the old -mission churches. They were all carved by the Indians, many of whom -showed great talent in that direction. There is also in the office of -the justice--or alcalde, as he is still called--of San Juan -Capistrano, a carved chair of noticeably bold and graceful design made -by Indian workmen. A few tatters of heavy crimson brocade hang on it -still, relics of the time when it formed part of a gorgeous -paraphernalia and service. - -Even finer than the ruins of San Juan Capistrano are those of the -church at San Luis Rey. It has a perfectly proportioned dome over the -chancel, and beautiful groined arches on either hand and over the -altar. Four broad pilasters on each side of the church are frescoed in -a curious mixing of blues, light and dark, with reds and black, which -have faded and blended into a delicious tone. A Byzantine pulpit -hanging high on the wall, and three old wooden statues in niches, are -the only decorations left. Piles of dirt and rubbish fill the space in -front of the altar, and grass and weeds are growing in the corners; -great flocks of wild doves live in the roof, and have made the whole -place unclean and foul-aired. An old Mexican, eighty years old, a -former servant of the mission, has the ruin in charge, and keeps the -doors locked still, as if there were treasure to guard. The old man is -called "alcalde" by the village people, and seems pleased to be so -addressed. His face is like wrinkled parchment, and he walks bent into -a parenthesis, but his eyes are bright and young. As he totters along, -literally holding his rags together, discoursing warmly of the -splendors he recollects, he seems indeed a ghost from the old times. - -The most desolate ruin of all is that of the La Purissima Mission. It -is in the Lompoc valley, two days' easy journey north of Santa -Barbara. Nothing is left there but one long, low adobe building, with -a few arches of the corridor; the doors stand open, the roof is -falling in: it has been so often used as a stable and sheepfold, that -even the grasses are killed around it. The painted pulpit hangs half -falling on the wall, its stairs are gone, and its sounding-board is -slanting awry. Inside the broken altar-rail is a pile of stones, -earth, and rubbish, thrown up by seekers after buried treasures; in -the farther corner another pile and hole, the home of a badger; -mud-swallows' nests are thick on the cornice, and cobwebbed rags of -the old canvas ceiling hang fluttering overhead. The only trace of the -ancient cultivation is a pear-orchard a few rods off, which must have -been a splendid sight in its day; it is at least two hundred yards -square, with a double row of trees all around, so placed as to leave -between them a walk fifty or sixty feet wide. Bits of broken aqueduct -here and there, and a large, round stone tank overgrown by grass, -showed where the life of the orchard used to flow in, it has been many -years slowly dying of thirst. Many of the trees are gone, and those -that remain stretch out gaunt and shrivelled boughs, which, though -still bearing fruit, look like arms tossing in vain reproach and -entreaty; a few pinched little blossoms seemed to heighten rather than -lessen their melancholy look. - -At San Juan Bautista there lingers more of the atmosphere of the olden -time than is to be found in any other place in California. The mission -church is well preserved; its grounds are enclosed and cared for; in -its garden are still blooming roses and vines, in the shelter of -palms, and with the old stone sun-dial to tell time. In the sacristy -are oak chests, full of gorgeous vestments of brocades, with silver -and gold laces. On one of these robes is an interesting relic. A lost -or worn-out silken tassel had been replaced by the patient Indian -workers with one of fine-shredded rawhide; the shreds wound with -silver wire, and twisted into tiny rosettes and loops, closely -imitating the silver device. The church fronts south, on a little -green locust walled plaza,--the sleepiest, sunniest, dreamiest place -in the world. To the east the land falls off abruptly, so that the -paling on that side of the plaza is outlined against the sky, and its -little locked gate looks as if it would open into the heavens. The -mission buildings used to surround this plaza; after the friars' day -came rich men living there; and a charming inn is kept now in one of -their old adobe houses. On the east side of the church is a succession -of three terraces leading down to a valley. On the upper one is the -old graveyard, in which it is said there are sleeping four thousand -Indians. - -In 1825 there were spoken at this mission thirteen different Indian -dialects. - -Just behind the church is an orphan girls' school, kept by the Sisters -of the Sacred Heart. At six o'clock every morning the bells of the -church ring for mass as they used to ring when over a thousand Indians -flocked at the summons. To-day, at the sound, there comes a procession -of little girls and young maidens, the black-robed sisters walking -before them with crossed hands and placid faces. One or two Mexican -women, with shawls over their heads, steal across the faint paths of -the plaza, and enter the church. - -I shall always recollect the morning when I went, too. The silence of -the plaza was in itself a memorial service, with locust blossoms -swinging incense. It was barely dawn in the church. As the shrill yet -sweet childish voices lifted up the strains of the Kyrie Eleison, I -seemed to see the face of Father Junipero in the dim lighted chancel, -and the benediction was as solemn as if he himself had spoken it. Why -the little town of San Juan Bautista continues to exist is a marvel. -It is shut out and cut off from everything; only two or three hundred -souls are left in it; its streets are grass-grown; half its houses are -empty. But it has a charm of sun, valley, hill, and seaward off-look -unsurpassed in all California. Lingering out a peaceful century there -are many old men and women, whose memories are like magic glasses, -reproducing the pictures of the past. One such we found: a Mexican -woman eighty-five years old, portly, jolly, keen-tongued, keen-eyed; -the widow of one of the soldiers of the old mission guard. She had had -twelve children; she had never been ill a week in her life; she is now -the village nurse, and almost doctor. Sixty years back she remembered. -"The Indians used to be in San Juan Bautista like sheep," she said, -"by the thousand and thousand." They were always good, and the padres -were always kind. Fifty oxen were killed for food every eight days, -and everybody had all he wanted to eat. There was much more water then -than now, plenty of rain, and the streams always full. "I don't know -whether you or we were bad, that it has been taken away by God," she -said, with a quick glance, half humorous, half antagonistic. - -The Santa Barbara Mission is still in the charge of Franciscans, the -only one remaining in their possession. It is now called a college for -apostolic missionary work, and there are living within its walls eight -members of the order. One of them is very old,--a friar of the ancient -_régime_; his benevolent face is well known throughout the country, -and there are in many a town and remote hamlet men and women who wait -always for his coming before they will make confession. He is like St. -Francis's first followers: the obligations of poverty and charity -still hold to him the literal fulness of the original bond. He gives -away garment after garment, leaving himself without protection against -cold; and the brothers are forced to lock up and hide from him all -provisions, or he would leave the house bare of food. He often kneels -from midnight to dawn on the stone floor of the church, praying and -chanting psalms; and when a terrible epidemic of small-pox broke out -some years ago, he labored day and night, nursing the worst victims of -it, shriving them, and burying them with his own hands. He is past -eighty, and has not much longer to stay. He has outlived many things -beside his own prime: the day of the sort of faith and work to which -his spirit is attuned has passed by forever. - -The mission buildings stand on high ground, three miles from the -beach, west of the town and above it, looking to the sea. In the -morning the sun's first rays flash full on its front, and at evening -they linger late on its western wall. It is an inalienable benediction -to the place. The longer one stays there the more he is aware of the -influence on his soul, as well as of the importance in the landscape -of the benign and stately edifice. - -On the corridor of the inner court hangs a bell which is rung for the -hours of the daily offices and secular duties. It is also struck -whenever a friar dies, to announce that all is over. It is the duty of -the brother who has watched the last breath of the dying one to go -immediately and strike this bell. Its sad note has echoed many times -through the corridors. One of the brothers said, last year,-- - -"The first time I rang that bell to announce a death, there were -fifteen of us left. Now there are only eight." - -The sentence itself fell on my ear like the note of a passing-bell. It -seems a not unfitting last word to this slight and fragmentary sketch -of the labors of the Franciscan Order in California. - -Still more fitting, however, are the words of a historian, who, living -in California and thoroughly knowing its history from first to last, -has borne the following eloquent testimony to the friars and their -work:-- - - "The results of the mission scheme of Christianization and - colonization were such as to justify the plans of the wise - statesman who devised it, and to gladden the hearts of the - pious men who devoted their lives to its execution. - - "At the end of sixty years the missionaries of Upper California - found themselves in the possession of twenty-one prosperous - missions, planted on a line of about seven hundred miles, - running from San Diego north to the latitude of Sonoma. More - than thirty thousand Indian converts were lodged in the mission - buildings, receiving religious culture, assisting at divine - worship, and cheerfully performing their easy tasks.... If we - ask where are now the thirty thousand Christianized Indians who - once enjoyed the beneficence and created the wealth of the - twenty-one Catholic missions of California, and then - contemplate the most wretched of all want of systems which has - surrounded them under our own government, we shall not withhold - our admiration from those good and devoted men who, with such - wisdom, sagacity, and self-sacrifice, reared these wonderful - institutions in the wilderness of California. They at least - would have preserved these Indian races if they had been left - to pursue unmolested their work of pious beneficence."[7] - - NOTE.--The author desires to express her acknowledgments to H. - H. Bancroft, of San Francisco, who kindly put at her disposal - all the resources of his invaluable library; also to the - Superior of the Franciscan College in Santa Barbara, for the - loan of important books and manuscripts and the photograph of - Father Junipero. - - -THE PRESENT CONDITION OF THE MISSION INDIANS IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. - -The old laws of the kingdom of the Indies are interesting reading, -especially those portions of them relating to Indians. A certain fine -and chivalrous quality of honor toward the helpless and tenderness -toward the dependent runs all through their quaint and cumbrous -paragraphs. - -It is not until one studies these laws in connection with the history -of the confusions and revolutions of the secularization period, and of -the American conquest of California, that it becomes possible to -understand how the California Mission Indians could have been left so -absolutely unprotected, as they were, in the matter of ownership of -the lands they had cultivated for sixty years. - -"We command," said the Spanish king, "that the sale, grant, and -composition of lands be executed with such attention that the Indians -be left in possession of the full amount of lands belonging to them, -either singly or in communities, together with their rivers and -waters; and the lands which they shall have drained or otherwise -improved, whereby they may by their own industry have rendered them -fertile, are reserved, in the first place, and can in no case be sold -or aliened. And the judges who have been sent thither shall specify -what Indians they may have found on the land, and what lands they -shall have left in possession of each of the elders of tribes, -caciques, governors, or communities." - -Grazing estates for cattle are ordered to be located "apart from the -fields and villages of the Indians." The king's command is that no -such estates shall be granted "in any parts or place where any damage -can accrue to the Indians." Every grant of land must be made "without -prejudice to the Indians;" and "such as may have been granted to their -prejudice and injury" must be "restored to whomever they by right -shall belong." - -"In order to avoid the inconveniences and damages resulting from the -sale or gift to Spaniards of tracts of land to the prejudice of -Indians, upon the suspicious testimony of witnesses," the king orders -that all sales and gifts are to be made before the attorneys of the -royal audiencias, and "always with an eye to the benefit of the -Indians;" and "the king's solicitors are to be protectors of the -Indians and plead for them." "After distributing to the Indians what -they may justly want to cultivate, sow, and raise cattle, confirming -to them what they now hold, and granting what they may want besides, -all the remaining land may be reserved to us," says the old decree, -"clear of any incumbrance, for the purpose of being given as rewards, -or disposed of according to our pleasure." - -In those day's everything in New Spain was thus ordered by royal -decrees. Nobody had grants of land in the sense in which we use the -word. When the friars wished to reward an industrious and capable -Indian, and test his capacity to take care of himself and family, by -giving him a little farm of his own, all they had to do, or did, was -to mark off the portion of land, put the Indian on it and tell him it -was his. There would appear to have been little more formality than -this in the establishing of the Indian pueblos which were formed in -the beginning of the secularization period. Governor Figueroa, in an -address in 1834, speaks of three of these, San Juan Capistrano, San -Dieguito, and Las Flores, says that they are flourishing, and that the -comparison between the condition of these Indians and that of the -Spanish townsmen in the same region is altogether in favor of the -Indians. - -On Nov. 16, 1835, eighty-one "desafiliados"--as the ex-neophytes of -missions were called--of the San Luis Rey Mission settled themselves -in the San Pasqual valley, which was an appanage of that mission. -These Indian communities appear to have had no documents to show their -right, either as communities or individuals, to the land on which they -had settled. At any rate, they had nothing which amounted to a -protection, or stood in the way of settlers who coveted their lands. -It is years since the last trace of the pueblos Las Flores and San -Dieguito disappeared; and the San Pasqual valley is entirely taken up -by white settlers, chiefly on pre-emption claims. San Juan Capistrano -is the only one of the four where are to be found any Indians' homes. -If those who had banded themselves together and had been set off into -pueblos had no recognizable or defensible title, how much more -helpless and defenceless were individuals, or small communities -without any such semblance of pueblo organization! - -Most of the original Mexican grants included tracts of land on which -Indians were living, sometimes large villages of them. In many of -these grants, in accordance with the old Spanish law or custom, was -incorporated a clause protecting the Indians. They were to be left -undisturbed in their homes: the portion of the grant occupied by them -did not belong to the grantee in any such sense as to entitle him to -eject them. The land on which they were living, and the land they were -cultivating at the time of the grant, belonged to them as long as they -pleased to occupy it. In many of the grants the boundaries of the -Indians' reserved portion of the property were carefully marked off; -and the instances were rare in which Mexican grantees disturbed or in -any way interfered with Indians living on their estates. There was no -reason why they should. There was plenty of land and to spare, and it -was simply a convenience and an advantage to have the skilled and -docile Indian laborer on the ground. - -But when the easy-going, generous, improvident Mexican needed or -desired to sell his grant, and the sharp American was on hand to buy -it, then was brought to light the helplessness of the Indians' -position. What cared the sharp American for that sentimental clause, -"without injury to the Indians"? Not a farthing. Why should he? His -government, before him, had decided that all the lands belonging to -the old missions, excepting the small portions technically held as -church property, and therefore "out of commerce," were government -lands. None of the Indians living on those lands at the time of the -American possession were held to have any right--not even "color of -right"--to them. That they and their ancestors had been cultivating -them for three quarters of a century made no difference. Americans -wishing to pre-empt claims on any of these so-called government lands -did not regard the presence on them of Indian families or communities -as any more of a barrier than the presence of so many coyotes or -foxes. They would not hesitate to certify to the land office that such -lands were "unoccupied." Still less, then, need the purchaser of -tracts covered by old Mexican grants hold himself bound to regard the -poor cumberers of the ground, who, having no legal right whatever, had -been all their years living on the tolerance of a silly, good-hearted -Mexican proprietor. The American wanted every rod of his land, every -drop of water on it; his schemes were boundless; his greed insatiable; -he had no use for Indians. His plan did not embrace them, and could -not enlarge itself to take them in. They must go. This is, in brief, -the summing up of the way in which has come about the present pitiable -state of the California Mission Indians. - -In 1852 a report in regard to these Indians was made to the Interior -Department by the Hon. B. D. Wilson, of Los Angeles. It is an -admirable paper, clear and exhaustive. Mr. Wilson was an old -Californian, had known the Indians well, and had been eyewitness to -much of the cruelty and injustice done them. He says:-- - - "In the fall of the missions, accomplished by private cupidity - and political ambition, philanthropy laments the failure of one - of the grandest experiments ever made for the elevation of this - unfortunate race." - -He estimates that there were at that time in the counties of Tulare, -Santa Barbara, Los Angeles, and San Diego over fifteen thousand -Indians who had been connected with the missions in those counties. -They were classified as the Tulareños, Cahuillas, San Luiseños, and -Diegueños, the latter two being practically one nation, speaking one -language, and being more generally Christianized than the others. They -furnished, Mr. Wilson says, "the majority of the laborers, mechanics, -and servants of San Diego and Los Angeles counties." They all spoke -the Spanish language, and a not inconsiderable number could read and -write it. They had built all the houses in the country, had taught the -whites how to make brick, mud mortar, how to use asphalt on roofs; -they understood irrigation, were good herders, reapers, etc. They were -paid only half the wages paid to whites; and being immoderate -gamblers, often gambled away on Saturday night and Sunday all they had -earned in the week. At that time in Los Angeles nearly every other -house in town was a grog-shop for Indians. In the San Pasqual valley -there were twenty white vagabonds, all rum-sellers, squatted at one -time around the Indian pueblo. The Los Angeles ayuntamiento had passed -an edict declaring that "all Indians without masters"--significant -phrase!--must live outside the town limits; also, that all Indians who -could not show papers from the alcalde of the pueblo in which they -lived, should be treated as "horse thieves and enemies." - -On Sunday nights the squares and streets of Los Angeles were often to -be seen full of Indians lying about helpless in every stage of -intoxication. They were picked up by scores, unconscious, carried to -jail, locked up, and early Monday morning hired out to the highest -bidders at the jail gates. Horrible outrages were committed on Indian -women and children. In some instances the Indians armed to avenge -these, and were themselves killed. - -These are a few out of hundreds of similar items to be gathered from -the newspaper records of the time. Conditions such as these could have -but one outcome. Twenty years later, when another special report on -the condition of the California Mission Indians was asked for by the -Government, not over five thousand Indians remained to be reported on. -Vice and cruelty had reaped large harvests each year. Many of the rich -valleys, which at the time of Mr. Wilson's report had been under -cultivation by Indians, were now filled by white settlers, the Indians -all gone, no one could tell where. In some instances whole villages of -them had been driven off at once by fraudulently procured and -fraudulently enforced claims. One of the most heart-rending of these -cases was that of the Temecula Indians. - -The Temecula valley lies in the northeast corner of San Diego County. -It is watered by two streams and has a good soil. The Southern -California Railroad now crosses it. It was an appanage of the San Luis -Rey Mission, and the two hundred Indians who were living there were -the children and grandchildren of San Luis Rey neophytes. The greater -part of the valley was under cultivation. They had cattle, horses, -sheep. In 1865 a "special agent" of the United States Government held -a grand Indian convention there. Eighteen villages were represented, -and the numbers of inhabitants, stock, vineyards, orchards, were -reported. The Indians were greatly elated at this evidence of the -Government's good intentions toward them. They set up a tall -liberty-pole, and bringing forth a United States flag, which they had -kept carefully hidden away ever since the beginning of the civil war, -they flung it out to the winds in token of their loyalty. "It is -astonishing," says one of the San Diego newspapers of the day, "that -these Indians have behaved so well, considering the pernicious -teachings they have had from the secessionists in our midst." - -There was already anxiety in the minds of the Temecula Indians as to -their title to their lands. All that was in existence to show that -they had any, was the protecting clause in an old Mexican grant. To be -sure, the man was still alive who had assisted in marking off the -boundaries of their part of this original Temecula grant; but his -testimony could establish nothing beyond the letter of the clause as -it stood. They earnestly implored the agent to lay the case before the -Interior Department. Whether he did or not I do not know, but this is -the sequel: On April 15, 1869, an action was brought in the District -Court, in San Francisco, by five men, against "Andrew Johnson, -Thaddeus Stevens, Horace Greeley, and one thousand Indians, and other -parties whose names are unknown." It was "a bill to quit title," an -"action to recover possession of certain real estate bounded thus and -thus." It included the Temecula valley. It was based on grants made by -Governor Micheltorena in 1844. The defendants cited were to appear in -court within twenty days. - -The Indians appealed to the Catholic bishop to help them. He wrote to -one of the judges an imploring letter, saying, "Can you not do -something to save these poor Indians from being driven out?" But the -scheme had been too skilfully plotted. There was no way--or, at any -rate, no way was found--of protecting the Indians. The day came when a -sheriff, bringing a posse of men and a warrant which could not be legally -resisted, arrived to eject the Indian families from their house and drive -them out of the valley. The Indians' first impulse was as determined -as it could have been if they had been white, to resist the outrage. -But on being reasoned with by friends, who sadly and with shame -explained to them that by thus resisting, they would simply make it -the duty of the sheriff to eject them by force, and, if necessary, -shoot down any who opposed the executing of his warrant, they -submitted. But they refused to lift hand to the moving. They sat down, -men and women, on the ground, and looked on, some wailing and weeping, -some dogged and silent, while the sheriff and his men took out of the -neat little adobe houses their small stores of furniture, clothes, and -food, and piled them on wagons to be carried--where?--anywhere the -exiles chose, so long as they did not chance to choose a piece of any -white man's land. - -A Mexican woman is now living in that Temecula valley who told me the -story of this moving. The facts I had learned before from records of -one sort and another. But standing on the spot, looking at the ruins -of the little adobe houses, and the walled graveyard full of graves, -and hearing this woman tell how she kept her doors and windows shut, -and could not bear to look out while the deed was being done, I -realized forcibly how different a thing is history seen from history -written and read. - -It took three days to move them. Procession after procession, with -cries and tears, walked slowly behind the wagons carrying their -household goods. They took the tule roofs off the little houses, and -carried them along. They could be used again. Some of these Indians, -wishing to stay as near as possible to their old home, settled in a -small valley, only three miles and a half away to the south. It was a -dreary, hot little valley, bare, with low, rocky buttes cropping out -on either side, and with scanty growths of bushes; there was not a -drop of water in it. Here the exiles went to work again; built their -huts of reeds and straw; set up a booth of boughs for the priest, when -he came, to say mass in; and a rude wooden cross to consecrate their -new graveyard on a stony hill-side. They put their huts on barren -knolls here and there, where nothing could grow. On the tillable land -they planted wheat or barley or orchards,--some patches not ten feet -square, the largest not over three or four acres. They hollowed out -the base of one of the rocky buttes, sunk a well there, and found -water. - -I think none of us who saw this little refugee village will ever -forget it. The whole place was a series of pictures; and knowing its -history, we found in each low roof and paling the dignity of heroic -achievement. Near many of the huts stood great round baskets woven of -twigs, reaching half-way up to the eaves and looking like huge -birds'-nests. These were their granaries, holding acorns and wheat. -Women with red pottery jars on their heads and on their backs were -going to and from the well; old men were creeping about, bent over, -carrying loads of fagots that would have seemed heavy for a donkey; -aged women sitting on the ground were diligently plaiting baskets, too -busy or too old to give more than a passing look at us. A group of -women was at work washing wool in great stone bowls, probably hundreds -of years old. The interiors of some of the houses were exquisitely -neat and orderly, with touching attempts at adornment,--pretty baskets -and shelves hanging on the walls, and over the beds canopies of bright -calico. On some of the beds, the sheets and pillow-cases were trimmed -with wide hand-wrought lace, made by the Indian women themselves. This -is one of their arts which date back to the mission days. Some of the -lace is beautiful and fine, and of patterns like the old church laces. -It was pitiful to see the poor creatures in almost every one of the -hovels bringing out a yard or two of their lace to sell; and there was -hardly a house which had not the lace-maker's frame hanging on the -wall, with an unfinished piece of lace stretched in it. The making of -this lace requires much time and patience. It is done by first drawing -out all the lengthwise threads of a piece of fine linen or cotton; -then the threads which are left are sewed over and over into an -endless variety of intricate patterns. Sometimes the whole design is -done in solid button-hole stitch, or solid figures are filled in on an -open network made of the threads. The baskets were finely woven, of -good shapes, and excellent decorative patterns in brown and black on -yellow or white. - -Every face, except those of the very young, was sad beyond -description. They were stamped indelibly by generations of suffering, -immovable distrust also underlying the sorrow. It was hard to make -them smile. To all our expressions of good-will and interest they -seemed indifferent, and received in silence the money we paid them for -baskets and lace. - -The word "Temecula" is an Indian word, signifying "grief" or -"mourning." It seems to have had a strangely prophetic fitness for the -valley to which it was given. - -While I am writing these lines, the news comes that, by an executive -order of the President, the little valley in which these Indians took -refuge has been set apart for them as a reservation. No doubt they -know how much executive orders creating Indian reservations are worth. -There have been several such made and revoked in California within -their memories. The San Pasqual valley was at one time set apart by -executive order as a reservation for Indians. This was in 1870. There -were then living in the valley between two and three hundred Indians; -some of them had been members of the original pueblo established there -in 1835. - -The comments of the California newspapers on this executive order are -amusing, or would be if they did not record such tragedy. It was -followed by an outburst of virtuous indignation all along the coast. -One paper said: - - "The iniquity of this scheme is made manifest when we state the - fact that the Indians of that part of the State are Mission - Indians who are settled in villages and engaged in farming like - the white settlers.... It would be gross injustice to the - Indians themselves as well as to the white settlers in San - Pasqual.... These Indians are as fixed in their habitations as - the whites, and have fruit-trees, buildings, and other valuable - improvements to make them contented and comfortable. Until - within the past two or three years they raised more fruit than - the white settlers of the southern counties. There is belonging - to an Indian family there a fig-tree that is the largest in the - State, covering a space sixty paces in diameter.... A - remonstrance signed by over five hundred citizens and indorsed - by every office-holder in the county has gone on to Washington - against this swindle.... This act on the part of the Government - is no better than highway robbery, and the persons engaged in - it are too base to be called men. There is not a person in - either of these valleys that will not be ruined pecuniarily if - these orders are enforced." - -Looking through files of newspapers of that time, I found only one -that had the moral courage to uphold the measure. That paper said,-- - - "Most of the inhabitants are now Indians who desire to be - protected in their ancient possessions; and the Government is - about to give them that protection, after a long delay." - -One editor, having nearly exhausted the resources of invective and -false statement, actually had the hardihood to say that Indians could -not be induced to live on this reservation because "there are no -acorn-bearing trees there, and the acorns furnish their principal -food." - -The congressmen and their clients were successful. The order was -revoked. In less than four years the San Pasqual Indians are heard -from again. A justice of the peace in the San Pasqual valley writes to -the district attorney to know if anything can be done to protect these -Indians. - -"Last year," he says, "the heart of this rancheria (village) was filed -on and pre-empted. The settlers are beginning to plough up the land. -The Los Angeles Land Office has informed the Indians that, not being -citizens, they cannot retain any claim. It seems very hard," says the -judge, "aside from the danger of difficulties likely to arise from -it." - -About this time a bill introduced in Congress to provide homes for the -Mission Indians on the reservation plan was reported unfavorably upon -by a Senate committee, on the ground that all the Mission Indians were -really American citizens. The year following, the chief of the Pala -Indians, being brought to the county clerk's office to register as a -voter, was refused on the ground that, being an Indian, he was not a -citizen. In 1850 a small band of Indians living in San Diego County -were taxed to the amount of six hundred dollars, which they paid, the -sheriff said, "without a murmur." The next year they refused. The -sheriff wrote to the district attorney, who replied that the tax must -be paid. The Indians said they had no money. They had only bows, -arrows, wigwams, and a few cattle. Finally, they were compelled to -drive in enough of their cattle to pay the tax. One of the San Diego -newspapers spoke of the transaction as "a small business to undertake -to collect taxes from a parcel of naked Indians." - -The year before these events happened a special agent, John G. Ames, -had been sent out by the Government to investigate and report upon the -condition of the Mission Indians. He had assured them "of the sincere -desire of the Government to secure their rights and promote their -interests, and of its intention to do whatever might be found -practicable in this direction." He told them he had been "sent out by -the Government to hear their story, to examine carefully into their -condition, and to recommend such measures as seemed under the -circumstances most desirable." - -Mr. Ames found in the San Pasqual valley a white man who had just -built for himself a good house, and claimed to have pre-empted the -greater part of the Indians' village. He "had actually paid the price -of the land to the register of the land office of the district, and -was daily expecting the patent from Washington. He owned that it was -hard to wrest from these well-disposed and industrious creatures the -homes they had built up. 'But,' said he, 'if I had not done it, -somebody else would; for all agree that the Indian has no right to -public lands.'" - -This sketch of the history of the San Pasqual and Temecula bands of -Indians is a fair showing of what, with little variation, has been the -fate of the Mission Indians all through Southern California. The -combination of cruelty and unprincipled greed on the part of the -American settlers, with culpable ignorance, indifference, and neglect -on the part of the Government at Washington has resulted in an -aggregate of monstrous injustice, which no one can fully realize -without studying the facts on the ground. In the winter of 1882 I -visited this San Pasqual valley. I drove over from San Diego with the -Catholic priest, who goes there three or four Sundays in a year, to -hold service in a little adobe chapel built by the Indians in the days -of their prosperity. This beautiful valley is from one to three miles -wide, and perhaps twelve long. It is walled by high-rolling, -soft-contoured hills, which are now one continuous wheat-field. There -are, in sight of the chapel, a dozen or so adobe houses, many of which -were built by the Indians; in all of them except one are now living -the robber whites, who have driven the Indians out; only one Indian -still remains in the valley. He earns a meagre living for himself and -family by doing day's work for the farmers who have taken his land. -The rest of the Indians are hidden away in the cañons and rifts of the -near hills,--wherever they can find a bit of ground to keep a horse or -two and raise a little grain. They have sought the most inaccessible -spots, reached often by miles of difficult trail. They have fled into -secret lairs like hunted wild beasts. The Catholic priest of San Diego -is much beloved by them. He has been their friend for many years. When -he goes to hold service, they gather from their various hiding-places -and refuges; sometimes, on a special _fête_ day, over two hundred -come. But on the day I was there, the priest being a young man who was -a stranger to them, only a few were present. It was a pitiful sight. -The dilapidated adobe building, empty and comfortless; the ragged -poverty-stricken creatures, kneeling on the bare ground,--a few -Mexicans, with some gaudiness of attire, setting off the Indians' -poverty still more. In front of the chapel, on a rough cross-beam -supported by two forked posts, set awry in the ground, swung a bell -bearing the date of 1770. It was one of the bells of the old San Diego -Mission. Standing bareheaded, the priest rang it long and loud: he -rang it several times before the leisurely groups that were plainly to -be seen in doorways or on roadsides bestirred themselves to make any -haste to come. After the service I had a long talk, through an -interpreter, with an aged Indian, the oldest now living in the county. -He is said to be considerably over a hundred, and his looks -corroborate the statement. He is almost blind, and has snow-white -hair, and a strange voice, a kind of shrill whisper. He says he -recollects the rebuilding of the San Diego Mission; though he was a -very little boy then, he helped to carry the mud mortar. This was one -hundred and three years ago. Instances of much greater longevity than -this, however, are not uncommon among the California Indians. I asked -if he had a good time in the mission. "Yes, yes," he said, turning his -sightless eyes up to the sky; "much good time," "plenty to eat," -"_atole_," "_pozzole_," "meat;" now, "no meat;" "all the time to beg, -beg;" "all the time hungry." His wife, who is older than he, is still -living, though "her hair is not so white." She was ill, and was with -relatives far away in the mountains; he lifted his hand and pointed in -the direction of the place. "Much sick, much sick; she will never walk -any more," he said, with deep feeling in his voice. - -During the afternoon the Indians were continually coming and going at -the shop connected with the inn where we had stopped, some four miles -from the valley. The keeper of the shop and inn said he always trusted -them. They were "good pay." "Give them their time and they'll always -pay; and if they die their relations will pay the last cent." Some of -them he would "trust any time as high as twenty dollars." When I asked -him how they earned their money, he seemed to have no very distinct -idea. Some of them had a little stock; they might now and then sell a -horse or a cow, he said; they hired as laborers whenever they could -get a chance, working at sheep-shearing in the spring and autumn, and -at grape-picking in the vintage season. A few of them had a little -wheat to sell; sometimes they paid him in wheat. There were not nearly -so many of them, however, as there had been when he first opened his -shop; not half so many, he thought. Where had they gone? He shrugged -his shoulders. "Who knows?" he said. - -The most wretched of all the Mission Indians now, however, are not -these who have been thus driven into hill fastnesses and waterless -valleys to wrest a living where white men would starve. There is in -their fate the climax of misery, but not of degradation. The latter -cannot be reached in the wilderness. It takes the neighborhood of the -white man to accomplish it. On the outskirts of the town of San Diego -are to be seen, here and there, huddled groups of what, at a distance, -might be taken for piles of refuse and brush, old blankets, old -patches of sail-cloth, old calico, dead pine boughs, and sticks all -heaped together in shapeless mounds; hollow, one perceives on coming -nearer them, and high enough for human beings to creep under. These -are the homes of Indians. I have seen the poorest huts of the most -poverty-stricken wilds in Italy, Bavaria, Norway, and New Mexico; but -never have I seen anything, in shape of shelter for human creatures, -so loathsome as the kennels in which some of the San Diego Indians are -living. Most of these Indians are miserable, worthless beggars, -drunkards of course, and worse. Even for its own sake, it would seem -that the town would devise some scheme of help and redemption for such -outcasts. There is a school in San Diego for the Indian children; it -is supported in part by the Government, in part by charity; but work -must be practically thrown away on children that are to spend eighteen -hours out of the twenty-four surrounded by such filth and vice. - -Coming from the study of the records of the old mission times, with -the picture fresh and vivid of the tranquil industry and comfort of -the Indians' lives in the mission establishments, one gazes with -double grief on such a spectacle as this. Some of these Indian hovels -are within a short distance of the beach where the friars first -landed, in 1769, and began their work. No doubt, Father Junipero and -Father Crespí, arm in arm, in ardent converse, full of glowing -anticipation of the grand future results of their labors, walked again -and again, up and down, on the very spot where these miserable -wretches are living to-day. One cannot fancy Father Junipero's fiery -soul, to whatever far sphere it may have been translated, looking down -on this ruin without pangs of indignation. - -There are still left in the mountain ranges of South California a few -Indian villages which will probably, for some time to come, preserve -their independent existence. Some of them number as many as two or -three hundred inhabitants. Each has its chief, or, as he is now -called, "capitan." They have their own system of government of the -villages; it is autocratic, but in the main it works well. In one of -these villages, that of the Cahuillas, situated in the San Jacinto -range, is a school whose teacher is paid by the United States -Government. She is a widow with one little daughter. She has built for -herself a room adjoining the school-house. In this she lives alone, -with her child, in the heart of the Indian village; there is not a -white person within ten miles. She says that the village is as -well-ordered, quiet, and peaceable as it is possible for a village to -be; and she feels far safer, surrounded by these three hundred -Cahuillas, than she would feel in most of the California towns. The -Cahuillas (pronounced Kaweeyahs) were one of the fiercest and most -powerful of the tribes. The name signifies "master," or "powerful -nation." A great number of the neophytes of the San Gabriel Mission -were from this tribe; but a large proportion of them were never -attached to any mission. - -Their last great chief, Juan Antonio, died twenty years ago. At the -time of the Mexican War he received the title of General from General -Kearney, and never afterward appeared in the villages of the whites -without some fragmentary attempts at military uniform. He must have -been a grand character, with all his barbarism. He ruled his band like -an emperor, and never rode abroad without an escort of from twenty to -thirty men. When he stopped one of his Indians ran forward, bent down, -took off his spurs, then, kneeling on all-fours, made of his back a -stool, on which Juan stepped in dismounting and mounting. In 1850 an -Indian of this tribe, having murdered another Indian, was taken -prisoner by the civil authorities and carried to Jurupa to be tried. -Before the proceedings had begun, Juan, with a big following of armed -Indians, dashed up to the court-house, strode in alone, and demanded -that the prisoner be surrendered to him. - -"I come not here as a child," he said. "I wish to punish my people my -own way. If they deserve hanging, I will hang them. If a white man -deserves hanging, let the white man hang him. I am done." - -The prisoner was given up. The Indians strapped him on a horse, and -rode back to their village, where, in an open grave, the body of the -murdered man had been laid. Into this grave, on the top of the corpse -of his victim, Juan Antonio, with his own hands, flung the murderer -alive, and ordered the grave instantly filled up with earth. - -There are said to have been other instances of his dealings with -offenders nearly as summary and severe as this. He is described as -looking like an old African lion, shaggy and fierce; but he was always -cordial and affectionate in his relations with the whites. He died in -1863, of small-pox, in a terrible epidemic which carried off thousands -of Indians. - -This Cahuilla village is in a small valley, high up in the San Jacinto -range. The Indians are very poor, but they are industrious and -hard-working. The men raise stock, and go out in bands as -sheep-shearers and harvesters. The women make baskets, lace, and from -the fibre of the yucca plant, beautiful and durable mats, called -"cocas," which are much sought after by California ranchmen as -saddle-mats. The yucca fibres are soaked and beaten like flax; some -are dyed brown, some bleached white, and the two woven together in a -great variety of patterns. - -In the San Jacinto valley, some thirty miles south of these Cahuillas, -is another Indian village called Saboba. These Indians have occupied -and cultivated this ground since the days of the missions. They have -good adobe houses, many acres of wheat-fields, little peach and -apricot orchards, irrigating ditches, and some fences. In one of the -houses I found a neatly laid wooden floor, a sewing-machine, and the -walls covered with pictures cut from illustrated newspapers which had -been given to them by the school teacher. There is a Government school -here, numbering from twenty to thirty; the children read as well as -average white children of their age, and in manners and in apparent -interest in their studies, were far above the average of children in -the public schools. - -One of the colony schemes, so common now in California, has been -formed for the opening up and settling of the San Jacinto valley. This -Indian village will be in the colony's way. In fact, the colony must -have its lands and its water. It is only a question of a very little -time, the driving out of these Saboba families as the Temeculas and -San Pasquales were driven,--by force, just as truly as if at the point -of the bayonet. - -In one of the beautiful cañons opening on this valley is the home of -Victoriano, an aged chief of the band. He is living with his daughter -and grandchildren, in a comfortable adobe house at the head of the -cañon. The vineyard and peach orchard which his father planted there, -are in good bearing. His grandson Jesus, a young man twenty years old, -in the summer of 1881 ploughed up and planted twenty acres of wheat. -The boy also studied so faithfully in school that year--his first year -at school--that he learned to read well in the "Fourth Reader;" this -in spite of his being absent six weeks, in both spring and autumn, -with the sheep-shearing band. A letter of his, written at my request -to the Secretary of the Interior in behalf of his people, is touching -in its simple dignity. - - SAN JACINTO, CAL., May 29, 1882. - - MR. TELLER. - - DEAR SIR,--At the request of my friends, I write you in regard - to the land of my people. - - More than one hundred years ago, my great-grandfather, who was - chief of his tribe, settled with his people in the San Jacinto - valley. The people have always been peaceful, never caring for - war, and have welcomed Americans into the valley. - - Some years ago a grant of land was given to the Estudillos by - the Mexican Government. The first survey did not take in any of - the land claimed by the Indians; but four years ago a new - survey was made, taking in all the little farms, the stream of - water, and the village. Upon this survey the United States - Government gave a patent. It seems hard for us to be driven - from our homes that we love as much as other people do theirs; - and this danger is at our doors now, for the grant is being - divided and the village and land will be assigned to some of - the present owners of the grant. - - And now, dear sir, after this statement of facts, I, for my - people (I ask nothing for myself), appeal to you for help. - - Cannot you find some way to right this great wrong done to a - quiet and industrious people? - - Hoping that we may have justice done us, I am - - Respectfully yours, - - JOSÉ JESUS CASTILLO. - -He was at first unwilling to write it, fearing he should be supposed -to be begging for himself rather than for his people. His father was a -Mexican; and he has hoped that on that account their family would be -exempt from the fate of the village when the colony comes into the -valley. But it is not probable that in a country where water is gold, -a stream of water such as runs by Victoriano's door will be left long -in the possession of any Indian family, whatever may be its relations -to rich Mexican proprietors in the neighborhood. Jesus's mother is a -tall, superbly formed woman, with a clear skin, hazel nut-brown eyes -that thrill one with their limpid brightness, a nose straight and -strong, and a mouth like an Egyptian priestess. She is past forty, but -she is strikingly handsome still; and one does not wonder at hearing -the tragedy of her early youth, when, for years, she believed herself -the wife of Jesus's father, lived in his house as a wife, worked as a -wife, and bore him his children. Her heart broke when she was sent -adrift, a sadder than Hagar, with her half-disowned offspring. Money -and lands did not heal the wound. Her face is dark with the sting of -it to-day. When I asked her to sell me the lace-trimmed pillow-case -and sheet from her bed, her cheeks flushed at first, and she looked -away haughtily before replying. But, after a moment, she consented. -They needed the money. She knows well that days of trouble are in -store for them. - -Since the writing of this paper news has come that the long-expected -blow has fallen on this Indian village. The colony scheme has been -completed; the valley has been divided up; the land on which the -village of Saboba stands is now the property of a San Bernardino -merchant. Any day he chooses, he can eject these Indians as the -Temecula and the San Pasqual bands were ejected, and with far more -show of legal right. - -In the vicinity of the San Juan Capistrano Mission are living a few -families of Indians, some of them the former neophytes of the mission. -An old woman there, named Carmen, is a splendid specimen of the best -longevity which her race and the California air can produce. We found -her in bed, where she spends most of her time,--not lying, but sitting -cross-legged, looking brisk and energetic, and always busy making -lace. Nobody makes finer lace than hers. Yet she laughed when we asked -if she could see to do such fine work without spectacles. - -"Where could I get spectacles?" she said, her eyes twinkling. Then she -stretched out her hand for the spectacles of our old Mexican friend -who had asked her this question for us; took them, turned them over -curiously, tried to look through them, shook her head, and handed them -back to him with a shrug and a smile. She was twenty years older than -he; but her strong, young eyes could not see through his glasses. He -recollected her well, fifty years before, an active, handsome woman, -taking care of the sacristy, washing the priests' laces, mending -vestments, and filling various offices of trust in the mission. A -sailor from a French vessel lying in the harbor wished to marry her; -but the friars would not give their consent, because the man was a -drunkard and dishonest. Carmen was well disposed to him, and much -flattered by his love-making. He used to write letters to her, which -she brought to this Mexican boy to read. It was a droll sight to see -her face, as he, now white-haired and looking fully as old as she, -reminded her of that time and of those letters, tapping her jocosely -on her cheek, and saying some things I am sure he did not quite -literally translate to us. She fairly colored, buried her face in her -hands for a second, then laughed till she shook, and answered in -voluble Spanish, of which also I suspect we did not get a full -translation. She was the happiest Indian we saw; indeed, the only one -who seemed really gay of heart or even content. - -A few rods from the old mission church of San Gabriel, in a hut made -of bundles of the tule reeds lashed to sycamore poles, as the San -Gabriel Indians made them a hundred years ago, live two old Indian -women, Laura and Benjamina. Laura is one hundred and two years old, -Benjamina one hundred and seventeen. The record of their baptisms is -still to be seen in the church books, so there can be no dispute as to -their age. It seems not at all incredible, however. If I had been told -that Benjamina was a three-thousand-year-old Nile mummy, resuscitated -by some mysterious process, I should not have demurred much at the -tale. The first time I saw them, the two were crouching over a fire on -the ground, under a sort of booth porch, in front of their hovel. -Laura was making a feint of grinding acorn-meal in a stone bowl; -Benjamina was raking the ashes, with her claw-like old fingers, for -hot coals to start the fire afresh; her skin was like an elephant's, -shrivelled, black, hanging in folds and welts on her neck and breast -and bony arms; it was not like anything human; her shrunken eyes, -bright as beads, peered out from under thickets of coarse grizzled -gray hair. Laura wore a white cloth band around her head, tied on with -a strip of scarlet flannel; above that, a tattered black shawl, which -gave her the look of an aged imp. Old baskets, old pots, old pans, old -stone mortars and pestles, broken tiles and bricks, rags, straw, -boxes, legless chairs,--in short, all conceivable rubbish,--were -strewn about or piled up in the place, making the weirdest of -backgrounds for the aged crones' figures. Inside the hut were two -bedsteads and a few boxes, baskets, and nets; and drying grapes and -peppers hung on the walls. A few feet away was another hut, only a -trifle better than this; four generations were living in the two. -Benjamina's step-daughter, aged eighty, was a fine creature. With a -white band straight around her forehead close to the eyebrows and a -gay plaid handkerchief thrown on above it, falling squarely each side -of her face, she looked like an old Bedouin sheik. - -Our Mexican friend remembered Laura as she was fifty years ago. She -was then, even at fifty-two, celebrated as one of the swiftest runners -and best ball-players in all the San Gabriel games. She was a singer, -too, in the choir. Coaxing her up on her feet, patting her shoulders, -entreating and caressing her as one would a child, he succeeded in -persuading her to chant for us the Lord's Prayer and part of the -litanies, as she had been wont to do it in the old days. It was a -grotesque and incredible sight. The more she stirred and sang and -lifted her arms, the less alive she looked. We asked the step-daughter -if they were happy and wished to live. Laughing, she repeated the -question to them. "Oh, yes, we wish to live forever," they replied. -They were greatly terrified, the daughter said, when the railway cars -first ran through San Gabriel. They thought it was the devil bringing -fire to burn up the world. Their chief solace is tobacco. To beg it, -Benjamina will creep about in the village by the hour, bent double -over her staff, tottering at every step. They sit for the most part -silent, motionless, on the ground; their knees drawn up, their hands -clasped over them, their heads sunk on their breasts. In my drives in -the San Gabriel valley I often saw them sitting thus, as if they were -dead. The sight had an indescribable fascination. It seemed that to be -able to penetrate into the recesses of their thoughts would be to lay -hold upon secrets as old as the earth. - -One of the most beautiful appanages of the San Luis Rey Mission, in -the time of its prosperity, was the Pala valley. It lies about -twenty-five miles east of San Luis, among broken spurs of the Coast -Range, watered by the San Luis River, and also by its own little -stream, the Pala Creek. It was always a favorite home of the Indians; -and at the time of the secularization, over a thousand of them used to -gather at the weekly mass in its chapel. Now, on the occasional visits -of the San Juan Capistrano priest, to hold service there, the -dilapidated little church is not half filled, and the numbers are -growing smaller each year. The buildings are all in decay; the stone -steps leading to the belfry have crumbled; the walls of the little -graveyard are broken in many places, the paling and the graves are -thrown down. On the day we were there, a memorial service for the dead -was going on in the chapel; a great square altar was draped with -black, decorated with silver lace and ghastly funereal emblems; -candles were burning; a row of kneeling black-shawled women were -holding lighted candies in their hands; two old Indians were chanting -a Latin Mass from a tattered missal bound in rawhide; the whole place -was full of chilly gloom, in sharp contrast to the bright valley -outside, with its sunlight and silence. This mass was for the soul of -an old Indian woman named Margarita, sister of Manuelito, a somewhat -famous chief of several bands of the San Luiseños. Her home was at the -Potrero,--a mountain meadow, or pasture, as the word signifies,--about -ten miles from Pala, high up the mountain-side, and reached by an -almost impassable road. This farm--or "saeter" it would be called in -Norway,--was given to Margarita by the friars; and by some exceptional -good fortune she had a title which, it is said, can be maintained by -her heirs. In 1871, in a revolt of some of Manuelito's bands, -Margarita was hung up by her wrists till she was near dying, but was -cut down at the last minute and saved. - -One of her daughters speaks a little English; and finding that we had -visited Pala solely on account of our interest in the Indians, she -asked us to come up to the Potrero and pass the night. She said -timidly that they had plenty of beds, and would do all that they knew -how to do to make us comfortable. One might be in many a dear-priced -hotel less comfortably lodged and served than we were by these -hospitable Indians in their mud house, floored with earth. In my -bedroom were three beds, all neatly made, with lace-trimmed sheets and -pillow-cases and patchwork coverlids. One small square window with a -wooden shutter was the only aperture for air, and there was no -furniture except one chair and a half-dozen trunks. The Indians, like -the Norwegian peasants, keep their clothes and various properties all -neatly packed away in boxes or trunks. As I fell asleep, I wondered -if in the morning I should see Indian heads on the pillows opposite -me; the whole place was swarming with men, women, and babies, and it -seemed impossible for them to spare so many beds; but, no, when I -waked, there were the beds still undisturbed; a soft-eyed Indian girl -was on her knees rummaging in one of the trunks; seeing me awake, she -murmured a few words in Indian, which conveyed her apology as well as -if I had understood them. From the very bottom of the trunk she drew -out a gilt-edged china mug, darted out of the room, and came back -bringing it filled with fresh water. As she set it in the chair, in -which she had already put a tin pan of water and a clean coarse towel, -she smiled, and made a sign that it was for my teeth. There was a -thoughtfulness and delicacy in the attention which lifted it far -beyond the level of its literal value. The gilt-edged mug was her most -precious possession; and, in remembering water for the teeth, she had -provided me with the last superfluity in the way of white man's -comfort of which she could think. - -The food which they gave us was a surprise; it was far better than we -had found the night before in the house of an Austrian colonel's son, -at Pala. Chicken, deliciously cooked, with rice and chile; -soda-biscuits delicately made; good milk and butter, all laid in -orderly fashion, with a clean table-cloth, and clean, white stone -china. When I said to our hostess that I regretted very much that they -had given up their beds in my room, that they ought not to have done -it, she answered me with a wave of her hand that "it was nothing; they -hoped I had slept well; that they had plenty of other beds." The -hospitable lie did not deceive me, for by examination I had convinced -myself that the greater part of the family must have slept on the bare -earth in the kitchen. They would not have taken pay for our lodging, -except that they had just been forced to give so much for the mass for -Margarita's soul, and it had been hard for them to raise the money. -Twelve dollars the priest had charged for the mass; and in addition -they had to pay for the candles, silver lace, black cloth, etc., -nearly as much more. They had earnestly desired to have the mass said -at the Potrero, but the priest would not come up there for less than -twenty dollars, and that, Antonia said, with a sigh, they could not -possibly pay. We left at six o'clock in the morning; Margarita's -husband, the "capitan," riding off with us to see us safe on our way. -When we had passed the worst gullies and boulders, he whirled his -horse, lifted his ragged old sombrero with the grace of a cavalier, -smiled, wished us good-day and good luck, and was out of sight in a -second, his little wild pony galloping up the rough trail as if it -were as smooth as a race-course. - -Between the Potrero and Pala are two Indian villages, the Rincon and -Pauma. The Rincon is at the head of the valley, snugged up against the -mountains, as its name signifies, in a "corner." Here were fences, -irrigating ditches, fields of barley, wheat, hay, and peas; a little -herd of horses and cows grazing, and several flocks of sheep. The men -were all away sheep-shearing; the women were at work in the fields, -some hoeing, some clearing out the irrigating ditches, and all the old -women plaiting baskets. These Rincon Indians, we were told, had -refused a school offered them by the Government; they said they would -accept nothing at the hands of the Government until it gave them a -title to their lands. - -The most picturesque of all the Mission Indians' hiding-places which -we saw was that on the Carmel River, a few miles from the San Carlos -Mission. Except by help of a guide it cannot be found. A faint trail -turning off from the road in the river-bottom leads down to the -river's edge. You follow it into the river and across, supposing it a -ford. On the opposite bank there is no trail, no sign of one. Whether -it is that the Indians purposely always go ashore at different points -of the bank, so as to leave no trail; or whether they so seldom go -out, except on foot, that the trail has faded away, I do not know. But -certainly, if we had had no guide, we should have turned back, sure we -were wrong. A few rods up from the river-bank, a stealthy narrow -footpath appeared; through willow copses, sunk in meadow grasses, -across shingly bits of alder-walled beach it creeps, till it comes out -in a lovely spot,--half basin, half rocky knoll,--where, tucked away -in nooks and hollows, are the little Indian houses, eight or ten of -them, some of adobe, some of the tule-reeds: small patches of corn, -barley, potatoes, and hay; and each little front yard fenced in by -palings, with roses, sweet-peas, poppies, and mignonette growing -inside. In the first house we reached, a woman was living alone. She -was so alarmed at the sight of us that she shook. There could not be a -more pitiful comment on the state of perpetual distrust and alarm in -which the poor creatures live, than this woman's face and behavior. We -tried in vain to reassure her; we bought all the lace she had to sell, -chatted with her about it, and asked her to show us how it was made. -Even then she was so terrified that although she willingly took down -her lace-frame to sew a few stitches for us to see, her hands still -trembled. In another house we found an old woman evidently past -eighty, without glasses working button-holes in fine thread. Her -daughter-in-law--a beautiful half-breed, with a still more beautiful -baby in her arms--asked the old woman, for us, how old she was. She -laughed merrily at the silly question. "She never thought about it," -she said; "it was written down once in a book at the Mission, but the -book was lost." - -There was not a man in the village. They were all away at work, -farming or fishing. This little handful of people are living on land -to which they have no shadow of title, and from which they may be -driven any day,--these Carmel Mission lands having been rented out, by -their present owner, in great dairy farms. The parish priest of -Monterey told me much of the pitiable condition of these remnants of -the San Carlos Indians. He can do little or nothing for them, though -their condition makes his heart ache daily. In that half-foreign -English which is always so much more eloquent a language than the -English-speaking peoples use, he said: "They have their homes there -only by the patience of the thief; it may be that the patience do not -last to-morrow." The phrase is worth preserving: it embodies so much -history,--history of two races. - -In Mr. Wilson's report are many eloquent and strong paragraphs, -bearing on the question of the Indians' right to the lands they had -under cultivation at the time of the secularization. He says:-- - - "It is not natural rights I speak of, nor merely possessory - rights, but rights acquired and contracts made,--acquired and - made when the laws of the Indies had force here, and never - assailed by any laws or executive acts since, till 1834 and - 1846; and impregnable to these.... No past maladministration of - laws can be suffered to destroy their true intent, while the - victims of the maladministration live to complain, and the - rewards of wrong have not been consumed." - -Of Mr. Wilson's report in 1852, of Mr. Ames's report in 1873, and of -the various other reports called for by the Government from time to -time, nothing came, except the occasional setting off of reservations -by executive orders, which, if the lands reserved were worth anything, -were speedily revoked at the bidding of California politicians. There -are still some reservations left, chiefly of desert and mountainous -lands, which nobody wants, and on which the Indians could not live. - -The last report made to the Indian Bureau by their present agent -closes in the following words:-- - - "The necessity of providing suitable lands for them in the form - of one or more reservations has been pressed on the attention - of the Department in my former reports; and I now, for the - third and perhaps the last time, emphasize that necessity by - saying that whether Government will immediately heed the pleas - that have been made in behalf of these people or not, it must - sooner or later deal with this question in a practical way, or - else see a population of over three thousand Indians become - homeless wanderers in a desert region." - -I have shown a few glimpses of the homes, of the industry, the -patience, the long-suffering of the people who are in this immediate -danger of being driven out from their last footholds of refuge, -"homeless wanderers in a desert." - -If the United States Government does not take steps to avert this -danger, to give them lands and protect them in their rights, the -chapter of the history of the Mission Indians will be the blackest one -in the black record of our dealings with the Indian race. - -It must be done speedily if at all, for there is only a small remnant -left to be saved. These are in their present homes "only on the -patience of the thief; and it may be that the patience do not last -to-morrow." - - -ECHOES IN THE CITY OF THE ANGELS. - -The tale of the founding of the city of Los Angeles is a tale for -verse rather than for prose. It reads like a page out of some new -"Earthly Paradise," and would fit well into song such as William -Morris has sung. - -It is only a hundred years old, however, and that is not time enough -for such song to simmer. It will come later, with the perfume of -century-long summers added to its flavor. Summers century-long? One -might say a stronger thing than that of them, seeing that their -blossoming never stops, year in nor year out, and will endure as long -as the visible frame of the earth. - -The twelve devout Spanish soldiers who founded the city named it at -their leisure with a long name, musical as a chime of bells. It -answered well enough, no doubt, for the first fifty years of the -city's life, during which not a municipal record of any sort or kind -was written,--"Nuestra Señora Reina de los Angeles," "Our Lady the -Queen of the Angels;" and her portrait made a goodly companion flag, -unfurled always by the side of the flag of Spain. - -There is a legend, that sounds older than it is, of the ceremonies -with which the soldiers took possession of their new home. They were -no longer young. They had fought for Spain in many parts of the Old -World, and followed her uncertain fortunes to the New. Ten years some -of them had been faithfully serving Church and King in sight of these -fair lands, for which they hankered, and with reason. - -In those days the soft, rolling, treeless hills and valleys, between -which the Los Angeles River now takes its shilly-shallying course -seaward, were forest slopes and meadows, with lakes great and small. -This abundance of trees, with shining waters playing among them, added -to the limitless bloom of the plains and the splendor of the -snow-topped mountains, must have made the whole region indeed a -paradise. - -Navarro, Villavicencia, Rodriguez, Quintero, Moreno, Lara, Banegas, -Rosas, and Canero, these were their names: happy soldiers all, honored -of their king, and discharged with so royal a gift of lands thus fair. - -Looking out across the Los Angeles hills and meadows to-day, one -easily lives over again the joy they must have felt. Twenty-three -young children there were in the band, poor little waifs of camp and -march. What a "braw flitting" was it for them, away from the drum-beat -forever into the shelter of their own sunny home! The legend says not -a word of the mothers, except that there were eleven of them, and in -the procession they walked with their children behind the men. -Doubtless they rejoiced the most. - -The Fathers from the San Gabriel Mission were there, with many Indian -neophytes, and Don Felipe, the military governor, with his showy guard -of soldiers. - -The priests and neophytes chanted. The Cross was set up, the flag of -Spain and the banner of Our Lady the Queen of the Angels unfurled, and -the new town marked out around a square, a little to the north of the -present plaza of Los Angeles. - -If communities, as well as individuals, are happy when history finds -nothing to record of them, the city of the Queen of the Angels must -have been a happy spot during the first fifty years of its life; for -not a written record of the period remains, not even a record of -grants of land. The kind of grant that these worthy Spanish soldiers -and their sons contented themselves with, however, hardly deserved -recording,--in fact, was not a grant at all, since its continuance -depended entirely on the care a man took of his house and the -improvement he put on his land. If he left his house unoccupied, or -let it fall out of repair, if he left a field uncultivated for two -years, any neighbor who saw fit might denounce him, and by so doing -acquire a right to the property. This sounds incredible, but all the -historical accounts of the time agree on the point. They say,-- - - "The granting authorities could, and were by law required, upon - a proper showing of the abandonment, to grant the property to - the informant, who then acquired the same and no better rights - than those possessed by his predecessor." - -This was a premium indeed on staying at home and minding one's -business,--a premium which amounted to coercion. One would think that -there must have been left from those days teeming records of alienated -estates, shifted tenures, and angry feuds between neighbor and -neighbor. But no evidence remains of such strifes. Life was too -simple, and the people were too ignorant. - -Their houses were little more than hovels, built of mud, eight feet -high, with flat roofs made of reeds and asphaltum. Their fields, with -slight cultivation, produced all they needed; and if anything lacked, -the rich vineyards, wheat-fields, and orchards of the San Gabriel -Mission lay only twelve miles away. These vineyards, orchards, and -granaries, so near at hand, must have been sore temptation to -idleness. Each head of a family had been presented, by the paternal -Spanish king, with "two oxen, two mules, two mares, two sheep, two -goats, two cows, one calf, an ass, and one hoe." For these they were -to pay in such small instalments as they were able to spare out of -their pay and rations, which were still continued by the generous -king. - -In a climate in which flowers blossom winter and summer alike, man may -bask in sun all the year round if he chooses. Why, then, should those -happy Spanish soldiers work? Even the king had thought it unnecessary, -it seems, to give them any implements of labor except "one hoe." What -could a family do, in the way of work, with "one hoe"? Evidently, they -did not work, neither they, nor their sons, nor their sons' sons after -them; for, half a century later, they were still living a life of -almost incredible ignorance, redeemed only by its simplicity and -childlike adherence to the old religious observances. - -Many of those were beautiful. As late as 1830 it was the custom -throughout the town, in all the families of the early settlers, for -the oldest member of the family--oftenest it was a grandfather or -grandmother--to rise every morning at the rising of the morning star, -and at once to strike up a hymn. At the first note every person in the -house would rise, or sit up in bed and join in the song. From house to -house, street to street, the singing spread; and the volume of musical -sound swelled, until it was as if the whole town sang. - -The hymns were usually invocations to the Virgin, to Jesus, or to some -saint. The opening line of many of them was,-- - - "Rejoice, O Mother of God." - -A manuscript copy of one of these old morning songs I have seen, and -had the good fortune to win a literal translation of part of it, in -the soft, Spanish-voiced, broken English, so pleasant to hear. The -first stanza is the chorus, and was repeated after each of the -others:-- - - "Come, O sinners, - Come, and we will sing - Tender hymns - To our refuge. - - "Singers at dawn, - From the heavens above, - People all regions; - Gladly we too sing. - - "Singing harmoniously, - Saying to Mary, - 'O beautiful Queen, - Princess of Heaven! - - "'Your beautiful head - Crowned we see; - The stars are adorning - Your beautiful hair; - - "'Your eyebrows are arched, - Your forehead serene; - Your face turned always - Looks toward God; - - "'Your eyes' radiance - Is like beautiful stars; - Like a white dove, - You are true to your spouse.'" - -Each of these stanzas was sung first alone by the aged leader of the -family choir. Then the rest repeated it; then all joined in the -chorus. - -It is said that there are still to be found, in lonely country regions -in California, Mexican homes in which these sweet and holy "songs -before sunrise" are sung. - -Looking forward to death, the greatest anxiety of these simple souls -was to provide themselves with a priest's cast-off robe to be buried -in. These were begged or bought as the greatest of treasures; kept in -sight, or always at hand, to remind them of approaching death. When -their last hour drew near, this robe was flung over their breasts, and -they died happy, their stiffening fingers grasping its folds. The dead -body was wrapped in it, and laid on the mud floor of the house, a -stone being placed under the head to raise it a few inches. Thus the -body must lie till the time of burial. Around it, day and night, -squatted, praying and singing, friends who wished not only to show -their affection for the deceased, but to win indulgences for -themselves; every prayer said thus, by the side of a corpse, having a -special and specified value. - -A strange demarkation between the sexes was enforced in these -ceremonies. If it were a woman who lay dead, only women might kneel -and pray and watch with her body; if a man, the circle of watchers -must be exclusively of men. - -A rough box, of boards nailed together, was the coffin. The body, -rolled in the old robe whose virtues had so comforted its last -conscious moments, was carried to the grave on a board, in the centre -of a procession of friends chanting and singing. Not until the last -moment was it laid in the box. - -The first attempts to introduce more civilized forms of burial met -with opposition, and it was only by slow degrees that changes were -wrought. A Frenchman, who had come from France to Los Angeles, by way -of the Sandwich Islands, bringing a store of sacred ornaments and -trinkets, and had grown rich by sale of them to the devout, owned a -spring wagon, the only one in the country. By dint of entreaty, the -people were finally prevailed upon to allow their dead to be carried -in this wagon to the burial-place. For a long time, however, they -refused to have horses put to the wagon, but drew it by hand all the -way; women drawing women, and men drawing men, with the same -scrupulous partition of the sexes as in the earlier ceremonies. The -picture must have been a strange one, and not without pathos,--the -wagon, wound and draped with black and white, drawn up and down the -steep hills by the band of silent mourners. - -The next innovation was the introduction of stately catafalques for -the dead to repose on, either in house or church, during the interval -between their death and burial. There had been brought into the town a -few old-fashioned, high-post, canopied bedsteads, and from these the -first catafalques were made. Gilded, decorated with gold and silver -lace, and hung with white and black draperies, they made a by no means -insignificant show, which doubtless went far to reconcile people's -minds to the new methods. - -In 1838 there was a memorable funeral of a woman over a hundred years -old. Fourteen old women watched with her body, which lay stretched on -the floor, in the ancient fashion, with only a stone beneath the head. -The youngest of these watchers was eighty-five. One of them, Tomasa -Camera by name, was herself over a hundred years old. Tomasa was -infirm of foot; so they propped her with pillows in a little cart, and -drew her to the house that she might not miss of the occasion. All -night long, the fourteen squatted or sat on rawhides spread on the -floor, and sang and prayed and smoked: as fine a wake as was ever -seen. They smoked cigarettes, which they rolled on the spot, out of -corn-husks slit fine for the purpose, there being at that day in Los -Angeles no paper fit for cigarettes. - -Outside this body-guard of aged women knelt a circle of friends and -relatives, also chanting, praying, and smoking. In this outer circle -any one might come and go at pleasure; but into the inner ring of the -watching none must come, and none must go out of it till the night was -spent. - -With the beginning of the prosperity of the City of the Angels, came -the end of its primeval peace. Spanish viceroys, Mexican alcaldes and -governors, United States commanders, naval and military, followed on -each other's heels, with or without frays, ruling California through a -succession of tumultuous years. Greedy traders from all parts of the -world added their rivalries and interventions to the civil and -military disputation. In the general anarchy and confusion, the -peaceful and peace-loving Catholic Fathers were robbed of their lands, -their converts were scattered, their industries broken up. Nowhere -were these uncomfortable years more uncomfortable than in Los Angeles. -Revolts, occupations, surrenders, retakings, and resurrenders kept the -little town in perpetual ferment. Disorders were the order of the day -and of the night, in small matters as well as in great. - -The Californian fought as impetuously for his old way of dancing as -for his political allegiance. There are comical traditions of the -men's determination never to wear long trousers to dances; nor to -permit dances to be held in houses or halls, it having been the -practice always to give them in outdoor booths or bowers, with -lattice-work walls of sycamore poles lashed together by thongs of -rawhide. - -Outside these booths the men sat on their horses looking in at the -dancing, which was chiefly done by the women. An old man standing in -the centre of the enclosure directed the dances. Stopping in front of -the girl whom he wished to have join the set, he clapped his hands. -She then rose and took her place on the floor; if she could not dance, -or wished to decline, she made a low bow and resumed her seat. - -To look in on all this was great sport. Sometimes, unable to resist -the spell, a man would fling himself off his horse, dash into the -enclosure, seize a girl by the waist, whirl around with her through -one dance, then out again and into the saddle, where he sat, proudly -aware of his vantage. The decorations of masculine attire at this time -were such as to make riding a fine show. Around the crown of the -broad-brimmed sombrero was twisted a coil of gold or silver cord; over -the shoulders was flung, with ostentatious carelessness, a short cloak -of velvet or brocade; the waistcoats were embroidered in gold, silver, -or gay colors; so also were the knee-breeches, leggings, and -stockings. Long silken garters, with ornamented tassels at the ends, -were wound round and round to hold the stockings in place. Even the -cumbrous wooden stirrups were carved in elaborate designs. No wonder -that men accustomed to such braveries as these saw ignominy in the -plain American trousers. - -They seem to have been a variety of Centaur, these early Californian -men. They were seldom off their horses except to eat and sleep. They -mounted, with jingling silver spur and glittering bridle, for the -shortest distances, even to cross a plaza. They paid long visits on -horseback, without dismounting. Clattering up to the window or -door-sill, halting, throwing one knee over the crupper, the reins -lying loose, they sat at ease, far more at ease than in a house. Only -at church, where the separation was inevitable, would they be parted -from their horses. They turned the near neighborhood of a church on -Sunday into a sort of picket-ground, or horse-trainers' yard, full of -horse-posts and horses; and the scene was far more like a horse-fair -than like an occasion of holy observance. There seems to have been a -curious mixture of reverence and irreverence in their natures. They -confessed sins and underwent penances with the simplicity of children; -but when, in 1821, the Church issued an edict against that -"escandalosisima" dance, the waltz, declaring that whoever dared to -dance it should be excommunicated, the merry sinners waltzed on only -the harder and faster, and laughed in their priests' faces. And when -the advocates of decorum, good order, and indoor dancing gave their -first ball in a public hall in Los Angeles, the same merry outdoor -party broke every window and door in the building, and put a stop to -the festivity. They persisted in taking this same summary vengeance on -occasion after occasion, until, finally, any person wishing to give a -ball in his own house was forced to surround the house by a cordon of -police to protect it. - -The City of the Angels is a prosperous city now. It has business -thoroughfares, blocks of fine stone buildings, hotels, shops, banks, -and is growing daily. Its outlying regions are a great circuit of -gardens, orchards, vineyards, and corn-fields, and its suburbs are -fast filling up with houses of a showy though cheap architecture. But -it has not yet shaken off its past. A certain indefinable, delicious -aroma from the old, ignorant, picturesque times lingers still, not -only in byways and corners, but in the very centres of its newest -activities. - -Mexican women, their heads wrapped in black shawls, and their bright -eyes peering out between the close-gathered folds, glide about -everywhere; the soft Spanish speech is continually heard; long-robed -priests hurry to and fro; and at each dawn ancient, jangling bells -from the Church of the Lady of the Angels ring out the night and in -the day. Venders of strange commodities drive in stranger vehicles up -and down the streets: antiquated carts piled high with oranges, their -golden opulence contrasting weirdly with the shabbiness of their -surroundings and the evident poverty of their owner; close following -on the gold of one of these, one has sometimes the luck to see another -cart, still more antiquated and rickety, piled high with something--he -cannot imagine what--terra-cotta red in grotesque shapes; it is -fuel,--the same sort which Villavicencia, Quintero, and the rest -probably burned, when they burned any, a hundred years ago. It is the -roots and root-shoots of manzanita and other shrubs. The colors are -superb,--terra-cotta reds, shading up to flesh pink, and down to dark -mahogany; but the forms are grotesque beyond comparison: twists, -querls, contortions, a boxful of them is an uncomfortable presence in -one's room, and putting them on the fire is like cremating the -vertebræ and double teeth of colossal monsters of the Pterodactyl -period. - -The present plaza of the city is near the original plaza marked out at -the time of the first settlement; the low adobe house of one of the -early governors stands yet on its east side, and is still a habitable -building. - -The plaza is a dusty and dismal little place, with a parsimonious -fountain in the centre, surrounded by spokes of thin turf, and walled -at its outer circumference by a row of tall Monterey cypresses, shorn -and clipped into the shape of huge croquettes or brad-awls standing -broad end down. At all hours of the day idle boys and still idler men -are to be seen basking on the fountain's stone rim, or lying, face -down, heels in air, in the triangles of shade made by the cypress -croquettes. There is in Los Angeles much of this ancient and ingenious -style of shearing and compressing foliage into unnatural and distorted -shapes. It comes, no doubt, of lingering reverence for the traditions -of what was thought beautiful in Spain centuries ago; and it gives to -the town a certain quaint and foreign look, in admirable keeping with -its irregular levels, zigzag, toppling precipices, and houses in tiers -one above another. - -One comes sometimes abruptly on a picture which seems bewilderingly -un-American, of a precipice wall covered with bird-cage cottages, the -little, paling-walled yard of one jutting out in a line with the -chimney-tops of the next one below, and so on down to the street at -the base of the hill. Wooden staircases and bits of terrace link and -loop the odd little perches together; bright green pepper-trees, -sometimes tall enough to shade two or three tiers of roofs, give a -graceful plumed draping at the sides, and some of the steep fronts are -covered with bloom, in solid curtains, of geranium, sweet alyssum, -heliotrope, and ivy. These terraced eyries are not the homes of the -rich: the houses are lilliputian in size, and of cheap quality; but -they do more for the picturesqueness of the city than all the large, -fine, and costly houses put together. - -Moreover, they are the only houses that command the situation, possess -distance and a horizon. From some of these little ten-by-twelve -flower-beds of homes is a stretch of view which makes each hour of the -day a succession of changing splendors,--the snowy peaks of San -Bernardino and San Jacinto in the east and south; to the west, vast -open country, billowy green with vineyard and orchard; beyond this, in -clear weather, shining glints and threads of ocean, and again beyond, -in the farthest outing, hill-crowned islands, misty blue against the -sky. No one knows Los Angeles who does not climb to these sunny -outlying heights, and roam and linger on them many a day. Nor, even -thus lingering, will any one ever know more of Los Angeles than its -lovely outward semblances and mysterious suggestions, unless he have -the good fortune to win past the barrier of proud, sensitive, tender -reserve, behind which is hid the life of the few remaining survivors -of the old Spanish and Mexican _régime_. - -Once past this, he gets glimpses of the same stintless hospitality and -immeasurable courtesy which gave to the old Franciscan establishments -a world-wide fame, and to the society whose tone and customs they -created an atmosphere of simple-hearted joyousness and generosity -never known by any other communities on the American continent. - -In houses whose doors seldom open to English-speaking people, there -are rooms full of relics of that fast-vanishing past. Strongholds also -of a religious faith, almost as obsolete, in its sort and degree, as -are the garments of the aged creatures who are peacefully resting -their last days on its support. - -In one of these houses, in a poverty-stricken but gayly decorated -little bedroom, hangs a small oil-painting, a portrait of Saint -Francis de Paula. It was brought from Mexico, fifty-five years ago, by -the woman who still owns it, and has knelt before it and prayed to it -every day of the fifty-five years. Below it is a small altar covered -with flowers, candlesticks, vases, and innumerable knick-knacks. A -long string under the picture is hung full of tiny gold and silver -votive offerings from persons who have been miraculously cured in -answer to prayers made to the saint. Legs, arms, hands, eyes, hearts, -heads, babies, dogs, horses,--no organ, no creature, that could -suffer, is unrepresented. The old woman has at her tongue's end the -tale of each one of these miracles. She is herself a sad cripple; her -feet swollen by inflammation, which for many years has given her -incessant torture and made it impossible for her to walk, except with -tottering steps, from room to room, by help of a staff. This, she -says, is the only thing her saint has not cured. It is her "cross," -her "mortification of the flesh," "to take her to heaven." "He knows -best." As she speaks, her eyes perpetually seek the picture, resting -on it with a look of ineffable adoration. She has seen tears roll down -its cheeks more than once, she says; and it often smiles on her when -they are alone. When strangers enter the room she can always tell, by -its expression, whether the saint is or is not pleased with them, and -whether their prayers will be granted. She was good enough to remark -that he was very glad to see us; she was sure of it by the smile in -his eye. He had wrought many beautiful miracles for her. Nothing was -too trivial for his sympathy and help. Once when she had broken a vase -in which she had been in the habit of keeping flowers on the altar, -she took the pieces in her hands, and standing before him, said: "You -know you will miss this vase. I always put your flowers in it, and I -am too poor to buy another. Now, do mend this for me. I have nobody -but you to help me." And the vase grew together again whole while she -was speaking. In the same way he mended for her a high glass -flower-case which stood on the altar. - -Thus she jabbered away breathlessly in Spanish, almost too fast to be -followed. Sitting in a high chair, her poor distorted feet propped on -a cushion, a black silk handkerchief wound like a turban around her -head, a plaid ribosa across her shoulders, contrasting sharply with -her shabby wine-colored gown, her hands clasped around a yellow staff, -on which she leaned as she bent forward in her eager speaking, she -made a study for an artist. - -She was very beautiful in her youth, she said; her cheeks so red that -people thought they were painted; and she was so strong that she was -never tired; and when, in the first year of her widowhood, a stranger -came to her "with a letter of recommendation" to be her second -husband, and before she had time to speak had fallen on his knees at -her feet, she seized him by the throat, and toppling him backward, -pinned him against the wall till he was black in the face. And her -sister came running up in terror, imploring her not to kill him. But -all that strength is gone now, she says sadly; her memory also. Each -day, as soon as she has finished her prayers, she has to put away her -rosary in a special place, or else she forgets that the prayers have -been said. Many priests have desired to possess her precious -miracle-working saint; but never till she dies will it leave her -bedroom. Not a week passes without some one's arriving to implore its -aid. Sometimes the deeply distressed come on their knees all the way -from the gate before the house, up the steps, through the hall, and -into her bedroom. Such occasions as these are to her full of solemn -joy, and no doubt, also, of a secret exultation whose kinship to pride -she does not suspect. - -In another unpretending little adobe house, not far from this Saint -Francis shrine, lives the granddaughter of Moreno, one of the twelve -Spanish soldiers who founded the city. She speaks no word of English; -and her soft black eyes are timid, though she is the widow of a -general, and in the stormy days of the City of the Angels, passed -through many a crisis of peril and adventure. Her house is full of -curious relics, which she shows with a gentle, half-amused courtesy. -It is not easy for her to believe that any American can feel real -reverence for the symbols, tokens, and relics of the life and customs -which his people destroyed. In her mind Americans remain to-day as -completely foreigners as they were when her husband girded on his -sword and went out to fight them, forty years ago. Many of her relics -have been rescued at one time or another from plunderers of the -missions. She has an old bronze kettle which once held holy water at -San Fernando; an incense cup and spoon, and massive silver -candlesticks; cartridge-boxes of leather, with Spain's ancient seal -stamped on them; a huge copper caldron and scales from San Gabriel; a -bunch of keys of hammered iron, locks, scissors, reaping-hooks, -shovels, carding-brushes for wool and for flax: all made by the Indian -workmen in the missions. There was also one old lock, in which the key -was rusted fast and immovable, which seemed to me fuller of suggestion -than anything else there of the sealed and ended past to which it had -belonged; and a curious little iron cannon, in shape like an ale-mug, -about eight inches high, with a hole in the side and in the top, to be -used by setting it on the ground and laying a trail of powder to the -opening in the side. This gave the Indians great delight. It was fired -at the times of church festivals, and in seasons of drought to bring -rain. Another curious instrument of racket was the matrarca, a strip -of board with two small swinging iron handles so set in it that, in -swinging back and forth, they hit iron plates. In the time of Lent, -when all ringing of bells was forbidden, these were rattled to call -the Indians to church. The noise one of them can make when vigorously -shaken is astonishing. In crumpled bundles, their stiffened meshes -opening out reluctantly, were two curious rush-woven nets which had -been used by Indian women fifty years ago in carrying burdens. Similar -nets, made of twine, are used by them still. Fastened to a leather -strap or band passing around the forehead, they hang down behind far -below the waist, and when filled out to their utmost holding capacity -are so heavy that the poor creatures bend nearly double beneath them. -But the women stand as uncomplainingly as camels while weight after -weight is piled in; then slipping the band over their heads, they -adjust the huge burden and set off at a trot. - -"This is the squaw's horse," said an Indian woman in the San Jacinto -valley one day, tapping her forehead and laughing good-naturedly, when -the shopkeeper remonstrated with her husband, who was heaping article -after article, and finally a large sack of flour, on her shoulders; -"squaw's horse very strong." - -The original site of the San Gabriel Mission was a few miles to the -east of the City of the Angels. Its lands are now divided into ranches -and colony settlements, only a few acres remaining in the possession -of the Church. But the old chapel is still standing in a fair state of -preservation, used for the daily services of the San Gabriel parish; -and there are in its near neighborhood a few crumbling adobe hovels -left, the only remains of the once splendid and opulent mission. In -one of these lives a Mexican woman, eighty-two years old, who for more -than half a century has washed and mended the priests' laces, repaired -the robes, and remodelled the vestments of San Gabriel. She is worth -crossing the continent to see: all white from head to foot, as if -bleached by some strange gramarye; white hair, white skin, blue eyes -faded nearly to white; white cotton clothes, ragged and not over -clean, yet not a trace of color in them; a white linen handkerchief, -delicately embroidered by herself, always tied loosely around her -throat. She sits on a low box, leaning against the wall, with three -white pillows at her back, her feet on a cushion on the ground; in -front of her, another low box, on this a lace-maker's pillow, with -knotted fringe stretched on it; at her left hand a battered copper -caldron, holding hot coals to warm her fingers and to light her -cigarettes. A match she will never use; and she has seldom been -without a cigarette in her mouth since she was six years old. On her -right hand is a chest filled with her treasures,--rags of damask, -silk, velvet, lace, muslin, ribbon, artificial flowers, flosses, -worsteds, silks on spools; here she sits, day in, day out, making -cotton fringes and, out of shreds of silk, tiny embroidered scapulars, -which she sells to all devout and charitable people of the region. -She also teaches the children of the parish to read and to pray. The -walls of her hovel are papered with tattered pictures, including many -gay-colored ones, taken off tin cans, their flaunting signs reading -drolly,--"Perfection Press Mackerel, Boston, Mass.," "Charm Baking -Powder," and "Knowlton's Inks," alternating with "Toledo Blades" and -clipper-ship advertisements. She finds these of great use in both -teaching and amusing the children. The ceiling, of canvas, black with -smoke, and festooned with cobwebs, sags down in folds, and shows many -a rent. When it rains, her poor little place must be drenched in -spots. One end of the room is curtained off with calico; this is her -bedchamber. At the other end is a raised dais, on which stands an -altar, holding a small statuette of the Infant Jesus. It is a copy in -wood of the famous Little Jesus of Atoches in Mexico, which is -worshipped by all the people in that region. It has been her constant -companion and protector for fifty years. Over the altar is a canopy of -calico, decorated with paper flowers, whirligigs, doves, and little -gourds; with votive offerings, also, of gold or silver, from grateful -people helped or cured by the Little Jesus. On the statuette's head is -a tiny hat of real gold, and a real gold sceptre in the little hand; -the breast of its fine white linen cambric gown is pinned by a gold -pin. It has a wardrobe with as many changes as an actor. She keeps -these carefully hid away in a small camphor-wood trunk, but she -brought them all out to show to us. - -Two of her barefooted, ragged little pupils scampered in as she was -unfolding these gay doll's clothes. They crowded close around her -knees and looked on, with open-mouthed awe and admiration: a purple -velvet cape with white fringe for feast days; capes of satin, of -brocade; a dozen shirts of finest linen, embroidered or trimmed with -lace; a tiny plume not more than an inch long, of gold exquisitely -carved,--this was her chief treasure. It looked beautiful in his hat, -she said, but it was too valuable to wear often. Hid away here among -the image's best clothes were more of the gold votive offerings it had -received: one a head cut out of solid gold; several rosaries of carved -beads, silver and gold. Spite of her apparently unbounded faith in the -Little Jesus' power to protect her and himself, the old woman thought -it wiser to keep these valuables concealed from the common gaze. - -Holding up a silken pillow some sixteen inches square, she said, "You -could not guess with what that pillow is filled." We could not, -indeed. It was her own hair. With pride she asked us to take it in our -hands, that we might see how heavy it was. For sixteen years she had -been saving it, and it was to be put under her head in her coffin. The -friend who had taken us to her home exclaimed on hearing this. "And I -can tell you it was beautiful hair. I recollect it forty-five years -ago, bright brown, and down to her ankles, and enough of it to roll -herself up in." The old woman nodded and laughed, much pleased at this -compliment. She did not know why the Lord had preserved her life so -long, she said; but she was very happy. Her nieces had asked her to go -and live with them in Santa Ana; but she could not go away from San -Gabriel. She told them that there was plenty of water in the ditch -close by her door, and that God would take care of the rest, and so he -had; she never wants for anything; not only is she never hungry -herself, but she always has food to give away. No one would suppose -it, but many people come to eat with her in her house. God never -forgets her one minute. She is very happy. She is never ill; or if she -is, she has two remedies, which, in all her life, have never failed to -cure her, and they cost nothing,--saliva and ear-wax. For a pain, the -sign of the cross, made with saliva on the spot which is in pain, is -instantaneously effective; for an eruption or any skin disorder, the -application of ear-wax is a sure cure. She is very glad to live so -close to the church; the father has promised her this room as long as -she lives; when she dies, it will be no trouble, he says, to pick her -up and carry her across the road to the church. In a gay painted box, -standing on two chairs, so as to be kept from the dampness of the bare -earth floor, she cherishes the few relics of her better days: a shawl -and a ribosa of silk, and two gowns, one of black silk, one of dark -blue satin. These are of the fashions of twenty years ago; they were -given to her by her husband. She wears them now when she goes to -church; so it is as if she were "married again," she says, and is "her -husband's work still." She seems to be a character well known and -held in some regard by the clergy of her church. When the bishop -returned a few years ago from a visit to Rome, he brought her a little -gift, a carved figure of a saint. She asked him if he could not get -for her a bit of the relics of Saint Viviano. "Oh, let alone!" he -replied; "give you relics? Wait a bit; and as soon as you die, I'll -have you made into relics yourself." She laughed as heartily, telling -this somewhat unecclesiastical rejoinder, as if it had been made at -some other person's expense. - -In the marvellously preserving air of California, added to her own -contented temperament, there is no reason why this happy old lady -should not last, as some of her Indian neighbors have, well into a -second century. Before she ceases from her peaceful, pitiful little -labors, new generations of millionnaires in her country will no doubt -have piled up bigger fortunes than this generation ever dreams of, but -there will not be a man of them all so rich as she. - -In the western suburbs of Los Angeles is a low adobe house, built -after the ancient style, on three sides of a square, surrounded by -orchards, vineyards, and orange groves, and looking out on an -old-fashioned garden, in which southernwood, rue, lavender, mint, -marigolds, and gillyflowers hold their own bravely, growing in -straight and angular beds among the newer splendors of verbenas, -roses, carnations, and geraniums. On two sides of the house runs a -broad porch, where stand rows of geraniums and chrysanthemums growing -in odd-shaped earthen pots. Here may often be seen a beautiful young -Mexican woman, flitting about among the plants, or sporting with a -superb Saint Bernard dog. Her clear olive skin, soft brown eyes, -delicate sensitive nostrils, and broad smiling mouth, are all of the -Spanish madonna type; and when her low brow is bound, as is often her -wont, by turban folds of soft brown or green gauze, her face becomes a -picture indeed. She is the young wife of a gray-headed Mexican señor, -of whom--by his own most gracious permission--I shall speak by his -familiar name, Don Antonio. Whoever has the fortune to pass as a -friend across the threshold of this house finds himself transported, -as by a miracle, into the life of a half-century ago. The rooms are -ornamented with fans, shells, feather and wax flowers, pictures, -saints' images, old laces, and stuffs, in the quaint gay Mexican -fashion. On the day when I first saw them, they were brilliant with -bloom. In every one of the deep window-seats stood a cone of bright -flowers, its base made by large white datura blossoms, their creamy -whorls all turned outward, making a superb decoration. I went for but -a few moments' call. I stayed three hours, and left carrying with me -bewildering treasures of pictures of the olden time. - -Don Antonio speaks little English; but the señora knows just enough of -the language to make her use of it delicious, as she translates for -her husband. It is an entrancing sight to watch his dark, -weather-beaten face, full of lightning changes as he pours out -torrents of his nervous, eloquent Spanish speech; watching his wife -intently, hearkening to each word she uses, sometimes interrupting her -urgently with, "No, no; that is not it,"--for he well understands the -tongue he cannot or will not use for himself. He is sixty-five years -of age, but he is young: the best waltzer in Los Angeles to-day; his -eye keen, his blood fiery quick; his memory like a burning-glass -bringing into sharp light and focus a half-century as if it were a -yesterday. Full of sentiment, of an intense and poetic nature, he -looks back to the lost empire of his race and people on the California -shores with a sorrow far too proud for any antagonisms or complaints. -He recognizes the inexorableness of the laws under whose workings his -nation is slowly, surely giving place to one more representative of -the age. Intellectually he is in sympathy with progress, with reform, -with civilization at its utmost; he would not have had them stayed, or -changed, because his people could not keep up, and were not ready. But -his heart is none the less saddened and lonely. - -This is probably the position and point of view of most cultivated -Mexican men of his age. The suffering involved in it is inevitable. It -is part of the great, unreckoned price which must always be paid for -the gain the world gets, when the young and strong supersede the old -and weak. - -A sunny little southeast corner room in Don Antonio's house is full of -the relics of the time when he and his father were foremost -representatives of ideas and progress in the City of the Angels, and -taught the first school that was kept in the place. This was nearly a -half-century ago. On the walls of the room still hang maps and charts -which they used; and carefully preserved, with the tender reverence of -which only poetic natures are capable, are still to be seen there the -old atlases, primers, catechisms, grammars, reading-books, which meant -toil and trouble to the merry, ignorant children of the merry and -ignorant people of that time. - -The leathern covers of the books are thin and frayed by long handling; -the edges of the leaves worn down as if mice had gnawed them: -tattered, loose, hanging by yellow threads, they look far older than -they are, and bear vivid record of the days when books were so rare -and precious that each book did doubled and redoubled duty, passing -from hand to hand and house to house. It was on the old Lancaster -system that Los Angeles set out in educating its children; and here -are still preserved the formal and elaborate instructions for teachers -and schools on that plan; also volumes of Spain's laws for military -judges in 1781, and a quaint old volume called "Secrets of -Agriculture, Fields and Pastures," written by a Catholic Father in -1617, reprinted in 1781, and held of great value in its day as a sure -guide to success with crops. Accompanying it was a chart, a perpetual -circle, by which might be foretold, with certainty, what years would -be barren and what ones fruitful. - -Almanacs, histories, arithmetics, dating back to 1750, drawing-books, -multiplication tables, music, and bundles of records of the branding -of cattle at the San Gabriel Mission, are among the curiosities of -this room. The music of the first quadrilles ever danced in Mexico is -here: a ragged pamphlet, which, no doubt, went gleeful rounds in the -City of the Angels for many a year. It is a merry music, simple in -melody, but with an especial quality of light-heartedness, suiting the -people who danced to it. - -There are also in the little room many relics of a more substantial -sort than tattered papers and books: a branding-iron and a pair of -handcuffs from the San Gabriel Mission; curiously decorated clubs and -sticks used by the Indians in their games; boxes of silver rings and -balls made for decorations of bridles and on leggings and -knee-breeches. The place of honor in the room is given, as well it -might be, to a small cannon, the first cannon brought into California. -It was made in 1717, and was brought by Father Junipero Serra to San -Diego in 1769. Afterward it was given to the San Gabriel Mission, but -it still bears its old name, "San Diego." It is an odd little arm, -only about two feet long, and requiring but six ounces of powder. Its -swivel is made with a rest to set firm in the ground. It has taken -many long journeys on the backs of mules, having been in great -requisition in the early mission days for the firing of salutes at -festivals and feasts. - -Don Antonio was but a lad when his father's family removed from the -city of Mexico to California. They came in one of the many unfortunate -colonies sent out by the Mexican Government during the first years of -the secularization period, having had a toilsome and suffering two -months, going in wagons from Mexico to San Blas, then a tedious and -uncomfortable voyage of several weeks from San Blas to Monterey, where -they arrived only to find themselves deceived and disappointed in -every particular, and surrounded by hostilities, plots, and dangers on -all sides. So great was the antagonism to them that it was at times -difficult for a colonist to obtain food from a Californian. They were -arrested on false pretences, thrown into prison, shipped off like -convicts from place to place, with no one to protect them or plead -their cause. Revolution succeeded upon revolution, and it was a most -unhappy period for all refined and cultivated persons who had joined -the colony enterprises. Young men of education and breeding were glad -to earn their daily bread by any menial labor that offered. Don -Antonio and several of his young friends, who had all studied medicine -together, spent the greater part of a year in making shingles. The one -hope and aim of most of them was to earn money enough to get back to -Mexico. Don Antonio, however, seems to have had more versatility and -capacity than his friends, for he never lost courage; and it was owing -to him that at last his whole family gathered in Los Angeles and -established a home there. This was in 1836. There were then only about -eight hundred people in the pueblo, and the customs, superstitions, -and ignorances of the earliest days still held sway. The missions -were still rich and powerful, though the confusions and conflicts of -their ruin had begun. At this time the young Antonio, being quick at -accounts and naturally ingenious at all sorts of mechanical crafts, -found profit as well as pleasure in journeying from mission to -mission, sometimes spending two or three months in one place, keeping -books, or repairing silver and gold ornaments. - -The blowpipe which he made for himself at that time his wife exhibits -now with affectionate pride; and there are few things she enjoys -better than translating to an eager listener his graphic stories of -the incidents and adventures of that portion of his life. - -While he was at the San Antonio Mission, a strange thing happened. It -is a good illustration of the stintless hospitality of those old -missions, that staying there at that time were a notorious gambler and -a celebrated juggler who had come out in the colony from Mexico. The -juggler threatened to turn the gambler into a crow; the gambler, after -watching his tricks for a short time, became frightened, and asked -young Antonio, in serious good faith, if he did not believe the -juggler had made a league with the devil. A few nights afterward, at -midnight, a terrible noise was heard in the gambler's room. He was -found in convulsions, foaming at the mouth, and crying, "Oh, father! -father! I have got the devil inside of me! Take him away!" - -The priest dragged him into the chapel, showered him with holy water, -and exorcised the devil, first making the gambler promise to leave off -his gambling forever. All the rest of the night the rescued sinner -spent in the chapel, praying and weeping. In the morning he announced -his intention of becoming a priest, and began his studies at once. -These he faithfully pursued for a year, leading all the while a life -of great devotion. At the end of that time preparations were made for -his ordination at San José. The day was set, the hour came: he was in -the sacristy, had put on the sacred vestments, and was just going -toward the church door, when he fell to the floor, dead. Soon after -this the juggler was banished from the county, trouble and disaster -having everywhere followed on his presence. - -On the first breaking out of hostilities between California and the -United States, Don Antonio took command of a company of Los Angeles -volunteers to repel the intruders. By this time he had attained a -prominent position in the affairs of the pueblo; had been alcalde and, -under Governor Michelorena, inspector of public works. It was like the -fighting of children,--the impetuous attempts that heterogeneous -little bands of Californians here and there made to hold their -country. They were plucky from first to last; for they were everywhere -at a disadvantage, and fought on, quite in the dark as to what Mexico -meant to do about them,--whether she might not any morning deliver -them over to the enemy. Of all Don Antonio's graphic narratives of the -olden time, none is more interesting than those which describe his -adventures during the days of this contest. On one of the first -approaches made by the Americans to Los Angeles, he went out with his -little haphazard company of men and boys to meet them. He had but one -cannon, a small one, tied by ropes on a cart axle. He had but one -small keg of powder which was good for anything; all the rest was bad, -would merely go off "pouf, pouf," the señora said, and the ball would -pop down near the mouth of the cannon. With this bad powder he fired -his first shots. The Americans laughed; this is child's play, they -said, and pushed on closer. Then came a good shot, with the good -powder, tearing into their ranks and knocking them right and left; -another, and another. "Then the Americans began to think, these are no -pouf balls; and when a few more were killed, they ran away and left -their flag behind them. And if they had only known it, the -Californians had only one more charge left of the good powder, and the -next minute it would have been the Californians that would have had to -run away themselves," merrily laughed the señora as she told the tale. - -This captured flag, with important papers, was intrusted to Don -Antonio to carry to the Mexican headquarters at Sonora. He set off -with an escort of soldiers, his horse decked with silver trappings; -his sword, pistols, all of the finest: a proud beginning of a journey -destined to end in a different fashion. It was in winter time; cold -rains were falling. By night he was drenched to the skin, and stopped -at a friendly Indian's tent to change his clothes. Hardly had he got -them off when the sound of horses' hoofs was heard. The Indian flung -himself down, put his ear to the ground, and exclaimed, "Americanos! -Americanos!" Almost in the same second they were at the tent's door. -As they halted, Don Antonio, clad only in his drawers and stockings, -crawled out at the back of the tent, and creeping on all fours reached -a tree up which he climbed, and sat safe hidden in the darkness among -its branches listening, while his pursuers cross-questioned the -Indian, and at last rode away with his horse. Luckily, he had carried -into the tent the precious papers and the captured flag: these he -intrusted to an Indian to take to Sonora, it being evidently of no use -for him to try to cross the country thus closely pursued by his -enemies. - -All night he lay hidden; the next day he walked twelve miles across -the mountains to an Indian village where he hoped to get a horse. It -was dark when he reached it. Cautiously he opened the door of the hut -of one whom he knew well. The Indian was preparing poisoned arrows: -fixing one on the string and aiming at the door, he called out, -angrily, "Who is there?"--"It is I, Antonio."--"Don't make a sound," -whispered the Indian, throwing down his arrow, springing to the door, -coming out and closing it softly. He then proceeded to tell him that -the Americans had offered a reward for his head, and that some of the -Indians in the rancheria were ready to betray or kill him. While they -were yet talking, again came the sound of the Americans' horses' hoofs -galloping in the distance. This time there seemed no escape. Suddenly -Don Antonio, throwing himself on his stomach, wriggled into a cactus -patch near by. Only one who has seen California cactus thickets can -realize the desperateness of this act. But it succeeded. The Indian -threw over the cactus plants an old blanket and some refuse stalks and -reeds; and there once more, within hearing of all his baffled pursuers -said, the hunted man lay, safe, thanks to Indian friendship. The -crafty Indian assented to all the Americans proposed, said that Don -Antonio would be sure to be caught in a few days, advised them to -search in a certain rancheria which he described, a few miles off, and -in an opposite direction from the way in which he intended to guide -Don Antonio. As soon as the Americans had gone, he bound up Antonio's -feet in strips of rawhide, gave him a blanket and an old tattered hat, -the best his stores afforded, and then led him by a long and difficult -trail to a spot high up in the mountains where the old women of the -band were gathering acorns. By the time they reached this place, blood -was trickling from Antonio's feet and legs, and he was well-nigh -fainting with fatigue and excitement. Tears rolled down the old -women's cheeks when they saw him. Some of them had been servants in -his father's house, and loved him. One brought gruel; another bathed -his feet; others ran in search of healing leaves of different sorts. -Bruising these in a stone mortar, they rubbed him from head to foot -with the wet fibre. All his pain and weariness vanished as by magic. -His wounds healed, and in a day he was ready to set off for home. -There was but one pony in the old women's camp. This was old, vicious, -blind of one eye, and with one ear cropped short; but it looked to Don -Antonio far more beautiful than the gay steed on which he had ridden -away from Los Angeles three days before. There was one pair of ragged -shoes of enormous size among the old women's possessions. These were -strapped on his feet by leathern thongs, and a bit of old sheepskin -was tied around the pony's body. Thus accoutred and mounted, shivering -in his drawers under his single blanket, the captain and flag-bearer -turned his face homeward. At the first friend's house he reached he -stopped and begged for food. Some dried meat was given to him, and a -stool on the porch offered to him. It was the house of a dear friend, -and the friend's sister was his sweetheart. As he sat there eating his -meat, the women eyed him curiously. One said to the other, "How much -he looks like Antonio!" At last the sweetheart, coming nearer, asked -him if he were "any relation of Don Antonio." "No," he said. Just at -that moment his friend rode up, gave one glance at the pitiful beggar -sitting on his porch, shouted his name, dashed toward him, and seized -him in his arms. Then was a great laughing and half-weeping, for it -had been rumored that he had been taken prisoner by the Americans. - -From this friend he received a welcome gift of a pair of trousers, -many inches too short for his legs. At the next house his friend was -as much too tall, and his second pair of gift trousers had to be -rolled up in thick folds around his ankles. - -Finally he reached Los Angeles in safety. Halting in a grove outside -the town, he waited till twilight before entering. Having disguised -himself in the rags which he had worn from the Indian village, he rode -boldly up to the porch of his father's house, and in an impudent tone -called for brandy. The terrified women began to scream; but his -youngest sister, fixing one piercing glance on his face, laughed out -gladly, and cried, "You can't fool me; you are Antonio." - -Sitting in the little corner room, looking out through the open door -on the gay garden and breathing its spring air, gay even in midwinter, -and as spicy then as the gardens of other lands are in June, I spent -many an afternoon listening to such tales as this. Sunset always came -long before its time, it seemed, on these days. - -Occasionally, at the last moment, Don Antonio would take up his -guitar, and, in a voice still sympathetic and full of melody, sing an -old Spanish love-song, brought to his mind by thus living over the -events of his youth. Never, however, in his most ardent youth, could -his eyes have gazed on his fairest sweetheart's face with a look of -greater devotion than that with which they now rest on the noble, -expressive countenance of his wife, as he sings the ancient and tender -strains. Of one of them, I once won from her, amid laughs and blushes, -a few words of translation:-- - - "Let us hear the sweet echo - Of your sweet voice that charms me. - The one that truly loves you, - He says he wishes to love; - That the one who with ardent love adores you, - Will sacrifice himself for you. - Do not deprive me, - Owner of me, - Of that sweet echo - Of your sweet voice that charms me." - -Near the western end of Don Antonio's porch is an orange-tree, on -which were hanging at this time twenty-five hundred oranges, ripe and -golden among the glossy leaves. Under this tree my carriage always -waited for me. The señora never allowed me to depart without bringing -to me, in the carriage, farewell gifts of flowers and fruit: clusters -of grapes, dried and fresh; great boughs full of oranges, more than I -could lift. As I drove away thus, my lap filled with bloom and golden -fruit, canopies of golden fruit over my head, I said to myself often: -"Fables are prophecies. The Hesperides have come true." - - -CHANCE DAYS IN OREGON. - -The best things in life seem always snatched on chances. The longer -one lives and looks back, the more he realizes this, and the harder he -finds it to "make option which of two," in the perpetually recurring -cases when "there's not enough for this and that," and he must choose -which he will do or take. Chancing right in a decision, and seeing -clearly what a blunder any other decision would have been, only makes -the next such decision harder, and contributes to increased -vacillation of purpose and infirmity of will, until one comes to have -serious doubts whether there be not a truer philosophy in the "toss -up" test than in any other method. "Heads we go, tails we stay," will -prove right as many times out of ten as the most painstaking pros and -cons, weighing, consulting, and slow deciding. - -It was not exactly by "heads and tails" that we won our glimpse of -Oregon; but it came so nearly to the same thing that our recollections -of the journey are still mingled with that sort of exultant sense of -delight with which the human mind always regards a purely fortuitous -possession. - -Three days and two nights on the Pacific Ocean is a round price to pay -for a thing, even for Oregon, with the Columbia River thrown in. There -is not so misnamed a piece of water on the globe as the Pacific Ocean, -nor so unexplainable a delusion as the almost universal impression -that it is smooth sailing there. It is British Channel and North Sea -and off the Hebrides combined,--as many different twists and chops and -swells as there are waves. People who have crossed the Atlantic again -and again without so much as a qualm are desperately ill between San -Francisco and Portland. There is but one comparison for the motion: it -is as if one's stomach were being treated as double teeth are handled, -when country doctors are forced to officiate as dentists, and know no -better way to get a four-pronged tooth out of its socket than to turn -it round and round till it is torn loose. - -Three days and two nights! I spent no inconsiderable portion of the -time in speculations as to Monsieur Antoine Crozat's probable reasons -for giving back to King Louis his magnificent grant of Pacific coast -country. He kept it five years, I believe. In that time he probably -voyaged up and down its shores thoroughly. Having been an adventurous -trader in the Indies, he must have been well wonted to seas; and being -worth forty millions of livres, he could afford to make himself as -comfortable in the matter of a ship as was possible a century and a -half ago. His grant was a princely domain, an empire five times larger -than France itself. What could he have been thinking of, to hand it -back to King Louis like a worthless bauble of which he had grown -tired? Nothing but the terrors of sea-sickness can explain it. If he -could have foreseen the steam-engine, and have had a vision of it -flying on iron roads across continents and mountains, how differently -would he have conducted! The heirs of Monsieur Antoine, if any such -there be to-day, must chafe when they read the terms of our Louisiana -Purchase. - -Three days and two nights--from Thursday morning till Saturday -afternoon--between San Francisco and the mouth of the Columbia, and -then we had to lie at Astoria the greater part of Sunday night before -the tide would let us go on up the river. It was not waste time, -however. Astoria is a place curious to behold. Seen from the water, it -seems a tidy little white town nestled on the shore, and well topped -off by wooded hills. Landing, one finds that it must be ranked as -amphibious, being literally half on land and half on water. From -Astoria proper--the old Astoria, which Mr. Astor founded, and -Washington Irving described--up to the new town, or upper Astoria, is -a mile and a half, two thirds bridges and piers. Long wooden wharves, -more streets than wharves, resting on hundreds of piles, are built out -to deep water. They fairly fringe the shore; and the street nearest -the water is little more than a succession of bridges from wharf to -wharf. Frequent bays and inlets make up, leaving unsightly muddy -wastes when the tide goes out. To see family washing hung out on lines -over these tidal flats, and the family infants drawing their go-carts -in the mud below, was a droll sight. At least every other building on -these strange wharf streets is a salmon cannery, and acres of the -wharf surfaces were covered with salmon nets spread out to dry. The -streets were crowded with wild-looking men, sailor-like, and yet not -sailor-like, all wearing india-rubber boots reaching far above the -knee, with queer wing-like flaps projecting all around at top. These -were the fishers of salmon, two thousand of them, Russians, Finns, -Germans, Italians,--"every kind on the earth," an old restaurant-keeper -said, in speaking of them; "every kind on the earth, they pour in -here, for four months, from May to September. They're a wild set; -clear out with the salmon, 'n' don't mind any more 'n the fish do what -they leave behind 'em." - -All day long they kill time in the saloons. The nights they spend on -the water, flinging and trolling and drawing in their nets, which -often burst with the weight of the captured salmon. It is a strange -life, and one sure to foster a man's worst traits rather than his best -ones. The fishermen who have homes and families, and are loyal to -them, industrious and thrifty, are the exception. - -The site of Mr. Astor's original fort is now the terraced yard of a -spruce new house on the corner of one of the pleasantest streets in -the old town. These streets are little more than narrow terraces -rising one above the other on jutting and jagged levels of the -river-bank. They command superb off-looks across and up and down the -majestic river, which is here far more a bay than a river. The Astoria -people must be strangely indifferent to these views; for the majority -of the finest houses face away from the water, looking straight into -the rough wooded hillside. - -Uncouth and quaint vehicles are perpetually plying between the old and -the new towns; they jolt along fast over the narrow wooden roads, and -the foot-passengers, who have no other place to walk, are perpetually -scrambling from under the horses' heels. It is a unique highway: -pebbly beaches, marshes, and salt ponds, alder-grown cliffs, hemlock -and spruce copses on its inland side; on the water-side, bustling -wharves, canneries, fishermen's boarding-houses, great spaces filled -in with bare piles waiting to be floored; at every turn shore and sea -seem to change sides, and clumps of brakes, fresh-hewn stumps, maple -and madrone trees, shift places with canneries and wharves; the sea -swashes under the planks of the road at one minute, and the next is an -eighth of a mile away, at the end of a close-built lane. Even in the -thickest settled business part of the town, blocks of water alternate -with blocks of brick and stone. - -The statistics of the salmon-canning business almost pass belief. In -1881 six hundred thousand cases of canned salmon were shipped from -Astoria. We ourselves saw seventy-five hundred cases put on board one -steamer. There were forty eight-pound cans in each case; it took five -hours' steady work, of forty "long-shore men," to load them. These -long-shore men are another shifting and turbulent element in the -populations of the river towns. They work day and night, get big -wages, go from place to place, and spend money recklessly; a sort of -commercial Bohemian, difficult to handle and often dangerous. They -sometimes elect to take fifty cents an hour and all the beer they can -drink, rather than a dollar an hour and no beer. At the time we saw -them, they were on beer wages. The foaming beer casks stood at short -intervals along the wharf,--a pitcher, pail, and mug at each cask. The -scene was a lively one: four cases loaded at a time on each truck, run -swiftly to the wharf edge, and slid down the hold; trucks rattling, -turning sharp corners; men laughing, wheeling to right and left of -each other, tossing off mugs of beer, wiping their mouths with their -hands, and flinging the drops in the air with jests,--one half forgave -them for taking part wages in the beer, it made it so much merrier. - -On Sunday morning we waked up to find ourselves at sea in the Columbia -River. A good part of Oregon and Washington Territory seemed also to -be at sea there. When a river of the size of the Columbia gets thirty -feet above low-water mark, towns and townships go to sea unexpectedly. -All the way up the Columbia to the Willamette, and down the -Willamette to Portland, we sailed in and on a freshet, and saw at once -more and less of the country than could be seen at any other time. At -the town of Kalama, facetiously announced as "the water terminus of -the Northern Pacific Railroad," the hotel, the railroad station, and -its warehouses were entirely surrounded by water, and we sailed, in -seemingly deep water, directly over the wharf where landings were -usually made. At other towns on the way we ran well up into the -fields, and landed passengers or freight on stray sand-spits, or -hillocks, from which they could get off again on the other side by -small boats. We passed scores of deserted houses, their windows open, -the water swashing over their door-sills; gardens with only tops of -bushes in sight, one with red roses swaying back and forth, limp and -helpless on the tide. It seemed strange that men would build houses -and make farms in a place where they are each year liable to be driven -out by such freshets. When I expressed this wonder, an Oregonian -replied lightly, "Oh, the river always gives them plenty of time. -They've all got boats, and they wait till the last minute always, -hoping the water'll go down."--"But it must be unwholesome to the last -degree to live on such overflowed lands. When the water recedes, they -must get fevers."--"Oh, they get used to it. After they've taken about -a barrel of quinine, they're pretty well acclimated." - -Other inhabitants of the country asserted roundly that no fevers -followed these freshets; that the trade-winds swept away all malarial -influences; that the water did no injury whatever to the farms,--on -the contrary, made the crops better; and that these farmers along the -river bottoms "couldn't be hired to live anywhere else in Oregon." - -The higher shore lines were wooded almost without a break; only at -long intervals an oasis of clearing, high up, an emerald spot of -barley or wheat, and a tiny farm-house. These were said to be usually -lumbermen's homes; it was warmer up there than in the bottom, and -crops thrived. In the not far-off day when these kingdoms of forests -are overthrown, and the Columbia runs unshaded to the sea, these hill -shores will be one vast granary. - -The city of Portland is on the Willamette River, fourteen miles south -of the junction of that river with the Columbia. Seen from its water -approach, Portland is a picturesque city, with a near surrounding of -hills, wooded with pines and firs, that make a superb sky-line setting -to the town, and to the five grand snow-peaks, of which clear days -give a sight. These dark forests and spear-top fringes are a more -distinctive feature in the beauty of Portland's site than even its -fine waters and islands. It is to be hoped that the Portland people -will appreciate their value, and never let their near hills be shorn -of trees. Not one tree more should be cut. Already there are breaks in -the forest horizons, which mar the picture greatly; and it would take -but a few days of ruthless wood choppers' work to rob the city forever -of its backgrounds, turning them into unsightly barrens. The city is -on both sides of the river, and is called East and West Portland. With -the usual perversity in such cases, the higher ground and the sunny -eastern frontage belong to the less popular part of the city, the west -town having most of the business and all of the fine houses. Yet in -times of freshet its lower streets are always under water; and the -setting-up of back-water into drains, cellars, and empty lots is a -yearly source of much illness. When we arrived, two of the principal -hotels were surrounded by water; from one of them there was no going -out or coming in except by planks laid on trestle-work in the piazzas, -and the air in the lower part of the town was foul with bad smells -from the stagnant water. - -Portland is only thirty years old, and its population is not over -twenty-five thousand; yet it is said to have more wealth per head than -any other city in the United States except New Haven. Wheat and lumber -and salmon have made it rich. Oregon wheat brings such prices in -England that ships can afford to cross the ocean to get it; and last -year one hundred and thirty-four vessels sailed out of Portland -harbor, loaded solely with wheat or flour. - -The city reminds one strongly of some of the rural towns in New -England. The houses are unpretentious, wooden, either white or of -light colors, and uniformly surrounded by pleasant grounds, in which -trees, shrubs, and flowers grow freely, without any attempt at formal -or decorative culture. One of the most delightful things about the -town is its surrounding of wild and wooded country. In an hour, -driving up on the hills to the west, one finds himself in wildernesses -of woods: spruce, maple, cedar, and pine; dogwood, wild syringa, -honeysuckle, ferns and brakes fitting in for undergrowth; and below -all, white clover matting the ground. By the roadsides are Linnæa, red -clover, yarrow, May-weed, and dandelion, looking to New England eyes -strangely familiar and unfamiliar at once. Never in New England woods -and roadsides do they have such a luxurious diet of water and rich -soil, and such comfortable warm winters. The white clover especially -has an air of spendthrifty indulgence about it which is delicious. It -riots through the woods, even in their densest, darkest depths, making -luxuriant pasturage where one would least look for it. On these wooded -heights are scores of dairy farms, which have no clearings except of -the space needful for the house and outbuildings. The cows, each with -a bell at her neck, go roaming and browsing all day in the forests. -Out of thickets scarcely penetrable to the eye come everywhere along -the road the contented notes of these bells' slow tinkling at the -cows' leisure. The milk, cream, and butter from these dairy farms are -of the excellent quality to be expected, and we wondered at not seeing -"white clover butter" advertised as well as "white clover honey." Land -in these wooded wilds brings from forty to eighty dollars an acre; -cleared, it is admirable farm land. Here and there we saw orchards of -cherry and apple trees, which were loaded with fruit; the cherry trees -so full that they showed red at a distance. - -The alternation of these farms with long tracts of forest, where -spruces and pines stand a hundred and fifty feet high, and myriads of -wild things have grown in generations of tangle, gives to the country -around Portland a charm and flavor peculiarly its own; even into the -city itself extends something of the same charm of contrast and -antithesis; meandering footpaths, or narrow plank sidewalks with -grassy rims, running within stone's-throw of solid brick blocks and -business thoroughfares. One of the most interesting places in the town -is the Bureau of Immigration of the Northern Pacific Railroad. In the -centre of the room stands a tall case, made of the native Oregon -woods. It journeyed to the Paris and the Philadelphia Expositions, -but nowhere can it have given eloquent mute answer to so many -questions as it does in its present place. It now holds jars of all -the grains raised in Oregon and Washington Territory; also sheaves of -superb stalks of the same grains, arranged in circles,--wheat six feet -high, oats ten, red clover over six, and timothy grass eight. To see -Swedes, Norwegians, Germans, Irish, come in, stand wonderingly before -this case, and then begin to ask their jargon of questions, was an -experience which did more in an hour to make one realize what the -present tide of immigration to the New Northwest really is than -reading of statistics could do in a year. These immigrants are pouring -in, it is estimated, at the rate of at least a hundred and fifty a -day,--one hundred by way of San Francisco and Portland, twenty-five by -the Puget Sound ports, and another twenty-five overland by wagons; no -two with the same aim, no two alike in quality or capacity. To listen -to their inquiries and their narratives, to give them advice and help, -requires almost preternatural patience and sagacity. It might be -doubted, perhaps, whether this requisite combination could be found in -an American; certainly no one of any nationality could fill the office -better than it is filled by the tireless Norwegian who occupies the -post at present. It was touching to see the brightened faces of his -countrymen, as their broken English was answered by him in the -familiar words of their own tongue. He could tell well which parts of -the new country would best suit the Hardanger men, and the men from -Eide. It must have been hard for them to believe his statements, even -when indorsed by the home speech. To the ordinary Scandinavian -peasant, accustomed to measuring cultivable ground by hand-breadths, -and making gardens in pockets in rocks, tales of hundreds of unbroken -miles of wheat country, where crops average from thirty-five to -forty-five bushels an acre, must sound incredible; and spite of their -faith in their countryman, they are no doubt surprised when their -first harvest in the Willamette or Umpqua valley proves that his -statements were under, rather than over, the truth. - -The Columbia River steamers set off from Portland at dawn, or -thereabouts. Wise travellers go on board the night before, and their -first morning consciousness is a wonder at finding themselves -afloat,--afloat on a sea; for it hardly seems like river voyaging when -shores are miles apart, and, in many broad vistas, water is all that -can be seen. These vistas, in times of high water, when the Columbia -may be said to be fairly "seas over," are grand. They shine and -flicker for miles, right and left, with green feathery fringes of -tree-tops, and queer brown stippled points and ridges, which are house -gables and roof-trees, not quite gone under. One almost forgets, in -the interest of the spectacle, what misery it means to the owners of -the gables and roof-trees. - -At Washougal Landing, on the morning when we went up the river, all -that was to be seen of the warehouse on the wharf at which we should -have made landing was the narrow ridge-line of its roof; and this was -at least a third of a mile out from shore. The boat stopped, and the -passengers were rowed out in boats and canoes, steering around among -tree-tops and houses as best they might. - -The true shore-line of the river we never once saw; but it cannot be -so beautiful as was the freshet's shore of upper banks and -terraces,--dark forests at top, shifting shades of blue in every rift -between the hills, iridescent rainbow colors on the slopes, and gray -clouds, white-edged, piled up in masses above them, all floating apace -with us, and changing tone and tint oftener than we changed course. - -As we approached the Cascade Mountains, the scenery grew grander with -every mile. The river cuts through this range in a winding cañon, -whose sides for a space of four or five miles are from three to four -thousand feet high. But the charm of this pass is not so much in the -height and grandeur as in the beauty of its walls. They vary in color -and angle, and light and shadow, each second,--perpendicular rock -fronts, mossy brown; shelves of velvety greenness and ledges of -glistening red or black stone thrown across; great basaltic columns -fluted as by a chisel; jutting tables of rock carpeted with yellow and -brown lichen; turrets standing out with firs growing on them; bosky -points of cottonwood trees; yellow and white blossoms and curtains of -ferns, waving out, hanging over; and towering above all these, peaks -and summits wrapped in fleecy clouds. Looking ahead, we could see -sometimes only castellated mountain lines, meeting across the river, -like walls; as we advanced they retreated, and opened with new vistas -at each opening. Shining threads of water spun down in the highest -places, sometimes falling sheer to the river, sometimes sinking out of -sight in forest depths midway down, like the famed fosses of the -Norway fjords. Long sky-lines of pines and firs, which we knew to be -from one hundred to three hundred feet tall, looked in the aerial -perspective no more than a mossy border along the wall. A little girl, -looking up at them, gave by one artless exclamation a true idea of -this effect. "Oh," she cried, "they look just as if you could pick a -little bunch of them." At intervals along the right-hand shore were to -be seen the white-tented encampments of the Chinese laborers on the -road which the Northern Pacific Railroad Company is building to link -St. Paul with Puget Sound. A force of three thousand Chinamen and two -thousand whites is at work on this river division, and the road is -being pushed forward with great rapidity. The track looked in places -as if it were not one inch out of the water, though it was twenty -feet; and tunnels which were a hundred and thirty feet high looked -only like oven mouths. It has been a hard road to build, costing in -some parts sixty-five thousand dollars a mile. One spot was pointed -out to us where twenty tons of powder had been put in, in seven -drifts, and one hundred and forty cubic yards of rock and soil blown -at one blast into the river. It is an odd thing that huge blasts like -this make little noise, only a slight puff; whereas small blasts make -the hills ring and echo with their racket. - -Between the lower cascades and the upper cascades is a portage of six -miles, past fierce waters, in which a boat could scarcely live. Here -we took cars; they were overfull, and we felt ourselves much aggrieved -at being obliged to make the short journey standing on one of the -crowded platforms. It proved to be only another instance of the good -things caught on chances. Next to me stood an old couple, the man's -neck so burnt and wrinkled it looked like fiery red alligator's skin; -his clothes, evidently his best, donned for a journey, were of a -fashion so long gone by that they had a quaint dignity. The woman wore -a checked calico sun-bonnet, and a green merino gown of as quaint a -fashion as her husband's coat. With them was a veritable Leather -Stocking,--an old farmer, whose flannel shirt, tied loosely at the -throat with a bit of twine, fell open, and showed a broad hairy breast -of which a gladiator might have been proud. - -The cars jolted heavily, making it hard to keep one's footing; and the -old man came near being shaken off the step. Recovering himself, he -said, laughing, to his friend,-- - -"Anyhow, it's easier'n a buckin' Cayuse horse." - -"Yes," assented the other. "'T ain't much like '49, is it?" - -"Were you here in '49?" I asked eagerly. - -"'49!" he repeated scornfully. "I was here in '47. I was seven months -comin' across from Iowa to Oregon City in an ox team; an' we're livin' -on that same section we took up then; an' I reckon there hain't nobody -got a lien on to it yet. We've raised nine children, an' the youngest -on em's twenty-one. My woman's been sick for two or three years; this -is the first time I've got her out. Thought we'd go down to Columbus, -an' get a little pleasure, if we can. We used to come up to this -portage in boats, an' then pack everything on horses an' ride across." - -"We wore buckskin clo'es in those days," interrupted Leather Stocking, -"and spurs with bells; needn't do more 'n jingle the bells, 'n' the -horse'd start. I'd like to see them times back agen, too. I vow I'm -put to 't now to know where to go. This civilyzation," with an -indescribably sarcastic emphasis on the third syllable, "is too much -for me. I don't want to live where I can't go out 'n' kill a deer -before breakfast any mornin' I take a notion to." - -"Were there many Indians here in those days?" I asked. - -"Many Injuns?" he retorted; "why, 'twas all Injuns. All this country -'long here was jest full on 'em." - -"How did you find them?" - -"Jest 's civil 's any people in the world; never had no trouble with -'em. Nobody never did have any thet treated 'em fair. I tell ye, it's -jest with them 's 't is with cattle. Now there 'll be one man raise -cattle, an' be real mean with 'em; an' they'll all hook, an' kick, an' -break fences, an' run away. An' there 'll be another, an' his cattle -'ll all be kind, an' come ter yer when you call 'em. I don't never -want to know anythin' more about a man than the way his stock acts. I -hain't got a critter that won't come up by its name an' lick my hand. -An' it's jest so with folks. Ef a man's mean to you, yer goin' to be -mean to him, every time. The great thing with Injuns is, never to tell -'em a yarn. If yer deceive 'em once, they won't ever trust yer again, -'s long's yer live, an' you can't trust them either. Oh, I know -Injuns, I tell you. I've been among 'em here more 'n thirty year, an' -I never had the first trouble yet. There's been troubles, but I wa'n't -in 'em. It's been the white people's fault every time." - -"Did you ever know Chief Joseph?" I asked. - -"What, old Jo! You bet I knew him. He's an A No. 1 Injun, he is. He's -real honorable. Why, I got lost once, an' I came right on his camp -before I knowed it, an' the Injuns they grabbed me; 't was night, 'n' -I was kind o' creepin' along cautious, an' the first thing I knew -there was an Injun had me on each side, an' they jest marched me up to -Jo's tent, to know what they should do with me. I wa'n't a mite -afraid; I jest looked him right square in the eye. That's another -thing with Injuns; you've got to look 'em in the eye, or they won't -trust ye. Well, Jo, he took up a torch, a pine knot he had burnin', -and he held it close't up to my face, and looked me up an' down, an' -down an' up; an' I never flinched; I jest looked him up an' down's -good's he did me; 'n' then he set the knot down, 'n' told the men it -was all right,--I was 'tum tum;' that meant I was good heart; 'n' they -gave me all I could eat, 'n' a guide to show me my way, next day, 'n' -I couldn't make Jo nor any of 'em take one cent. I had a kind o' -comforter o' red yarn, I wore round my neck; an' at last I got Jo to -take that, jest as a kind o' momento." - -The old man was greatly indignant to hear that Chief Joseph was in -Indian Territory. He had been out of the State at the time of the Nez -Percé war, and had not heard of Joseph's fate. - -"Well, that was a dirty mean trick!" he exclaimed,--"a dirty mean -trick! I don't care who done it." - -Then he told me of another Indian chief he had known well,--"Ercutch" -by name. This chief was always a warm friend of the whites; again and -again he had warned them of danger from hostile Indians. "Why, when he -died, there wa'n't a white woman in all this country that didn't mourn -'s if she'd lost a friend; they felt safe's long's he was round. When -he knew he was dyin' he jest bade all his friends good-by. Said he, -'Good-by! I'm goin' to the Great Spirit;' an' then he named over each -friend he had, Injuns an' whites, each one by name, and said good-by -after each name." - -It was a strange half-hour, rocking and jolting on this crowded car -platform, the splendid tossing and foaming river with its rocks and -islands on one hand, high cliffs and fir forests on the other; these -three weather-beaten, eager, aged faces by my side, with their shrewd -old voices telling such reminiscences, and rising shrill above the din -of the cars. - -From the upper cascades to the Dalles, by boat again; a splendid forty -miles' run, through the mountain-pass, its walls now gradually -lowering, and, on the Washington Territory side of the river, terraces -and slopes of cleared lands and occasional settlements. Great numbers -of drift-logs passed us here, coming down apace, from the rush of the -Dalles above. Every now and then one would get tangled in the bushes -and roots on the shore, swing in, and lodge tight to await the next -freshet. - -The "log" of one of these driftwood voyages would be interesting; a -tree trunk may be ten years getting down to the sea, or it may swirl -down in a week. It is one of the businesses along the river to catch -them, and pull them in to shore, and much money is made at it. One -lucky fisher of logs, on the Snake River Fork, once drew ashore six -hundred cords in a single year. Sometimes a whole boom gets loose from -its moorings, and comes down stream, without breaking up. This is a -godsend to anybody who can head it off and tow it in shore; for by the -law of the river he is entitled to one half the value of the logs. - -At the Dalles is another short portage of twelve miles, past a portion -of the river which, though less grand than its plunge through the -Cascade Mountains, is far more unique and wonderful. The waters here -are stripped and shred into countless zigzagging torrents, boiling -along through labyrinths of black lava rocks and slabs. There is -nothing in all Nature so gloomy, so weird, as volcanic slag; and the -piles, ridges, walls, palisades of it thrown up at this point look -like the roof-trees, chimneys, turrets of a half-engulfed Pandemonium. -Dark slaty and gray tints spread over the whole shore, also; it is all -volcanic matter, oozed or boiled over, and hardened into rigid shapes -of death and destruction. The place is terrible to see. Fitting in -well with the desolateness of the region was a group of half-naked -Indians crouching on the rocks, gaunt and wretched, fishing for -salmon; the hollows in the rocks about them filled with the bright -vermilion-colored salmon spawn, spread out to dry. The twilight was -nearly over as we sped by, and the deepening darkness added momently -to the gloom of the scene. - -At Celilo, just above the Dalles, we took boat again for Umatilla, one -hundred miles farther up the river. - -Next morning we were still among lava beds: on the Washington -Territory side, low, rolling shores, or slanting slopes with terraces, -and tufty brown surfaces broken by ridges and points of the black -slag; on the Oregon side, high brown cliffs mottled with red and -yellow lichens, and great beaches and dunes of sand, which had blown -into windrows and curving hillock lines as on the sea-shore. This sand -is a terrible enemy for a railroad to fight. In a few hours, -sometimes, rods of the track are buried by it as deep as by snow in -the fiercest winter storms. - -The first picture I saw from my state-room windows, this morning, was -an Indian standing on a narrow plank shelf that was let down by ropes -over a perpendicular rock front, some fifty feet high. There he stood, -as composed as if he were on _terra firma_, bending over towards the -water, and flinging in his salmon net. On the rocks above him sat the -women of his family, spreading the salmon to dry. We were within so -short a distance of the banks that friendly smiles could be distinctly -seen; and one of the younger squaws, laughing back at the lookers-on -on deck, picked up a salmon, and waving it in her right hand ran -swiftly along towards an outjutting point. She was a gay creature, -with scarlet fringed leggings, a pale green blanket, and on her head a -twisted handkerchief of a fine old Dürer red. As she poised herself, -and braced backwards to throw the salmon on deck, she was a superb -figure against the sky; she did not throw straight, and the fish fell -a few inches short of reaching the boat. As it struck the water she -made a petulant little gesture of disappointment, like a child, threw -up her hands, turned, and ran back to her work. - -At Umatilla, being forced again to "make option which of two," we -reluctantly turned back, leaving the beautiful Walla Walla region -unvisited, for the sake of seeing Puget Sound. The Walla Walla region -is said to be the finest stretch of wheat country in the world. Lava -slag, when decomposed, makes the richest of soil,--deep and seemingly -of inexhaustible fertility. A failure of harvests is said never to -have been known in that country; the average yield of wheat is -thirty-five to forty bushels an acre, and oats have yielded a hundred -bushels. Apples and peaches thrive, and are of a superior quality. The -country is well watered, and has fine rolling plateaus from fifteen -hundred to three thousand feet high, giving a climate neither too cold -in winter nor too hot in summer, and of a bracing quality not found -nearer the sea. Hearing all the unquestionable tributes to the beauty -and value of this Walla Walla region, I could not but recall some of -Chief Joseph's pleas that a small share of it should be left in the -possession of those who once owned it all. - -From our pilot, on the way down, I heard an Indian story, too touching -to be forgotten, though too long to tell here except in briefest -outline. As we were passing a little village, half under water, he -exclaimed, looking earnestly at a small building to whose window-sills -the water nearly reached: "Well, I declare, Lucy's been driven out of -her house this time. I was wondering why I didn't see her handkerchief -a-waving. She always waves to me when I go by." Then he told me Lucy's -story. - -She was a California Indian, probably of the Tulares, and migrated to -Oregon with her family thirty years ago. She was then a young girl, -and said to be the handsomest squaw ever seen in Oregon. In those days -white men in wildernesses thought it small shame, if any, to take -Indian women to live with them as wives, and Lucy was much sought and -wooed. But she seems to have had uncommon virtue or coldness, for she -resisted all such approaches for a long time. - -Finally, a man named Pomeroy appeared; and, as Lucy said afterward, as -soon as she looked at him, she knew he was her "tum tum man," and she -must go with him. He had a small sloop, and Lucy became its mate. They -two alone ran it for several years up and down the river. He -established a little trading-post, and Lucy always took charge of that -when he went to buy goods. When gold was discovered at Ringgold Bar, -Lucy went there, worked with a rocker like a man, and washed out -hundreds of dollars' worth of gold, all which she gave to Pomeroy. -With it he built a fine schooner and enlarged his business, the -faithful Lucy working always at his side and bidding. At last, after -eight or ten years, he grew weary of her and of the country, and made -up his mind to go to California. But he had not the heart to tell Lucy -he meant to leave her. The pilot who told me this story was at that -time captain of a schooner on the river. Pomeroy came to him one day, -and asked him to move Lucy and her effects down to Columbus. He said -he had told her that she must go and live there with her relatives, -while he went to California and looked about, and then he would send -for her. The poor creature, who had no idea of treachery, came on -board cheerfully and willingly, and he set her off at Columbus. This -was in the early spring. Week after week, month after month, whenever -his schooner stopped there, Lucy was on the shore, asking if he had -heard from Pomeroy. For a long time, he said, he couldn't bear to tell -her. At last he did; but she would not believe him. Winter came on. -She had got a few boards together and built herself a sort of hut, -near a house where lived an eccentric old bachelor, who finally took -compassion on her, and to save her from freezing let her come into his -shanty to sleep. He was a mysterious old man, a recluse, with a morbid -aversion to women; and at the outset it was a great struggle for him -to let even an Indian woman cross his threshold. But little by little -Lucy won her way: first she washed the dishes; then she would timidly -help at the cooking. Faithful, patient, unpresuming, at last she grew -to be really the old man's housekeeper as well as servant. He lost his -health, and became blind. Lucy took care of him till he died, and -followed him to the grave, his only mourner,--the only human being in -the country with whom he had any tie. He left her his little house -and a few hundred dollars,--all he had; and there she is still, alone, -making out to live by doing whatever work she can find in the -neighborhood. Everybody respects her; she is known as "Lucy" up and -down the river. "I did my best to hire her to come and keep house for -my wife, last year," said the pilot. "I'd rather have her for nurse or -cook than any white woman in Oregon. But she wouldn't come. I don't -know as she's done looking for Pomeroy to come back yet, and she's -going to stay just where he left her. She never misses a time, waving -to me, when she knows what boat I'm on; and there isn't much going on -on the river she don't know." - -It was dusk when the pilot finished telling Lucy's story. We were -shooting along through wild passages of water called Hell Gate, just -above the Dalles. In the dim light the basaltic columnar cliffs looked -like grooved ebony. One of the pinnacles has a strange resemblance to -the figure of an Indian. It is called the Chief, and the semblance is -startling,--a colossal figure, with a plume-crowned head, turned as if -gazing backward over the shoulder; the attitude stately, the drapery -graceful, and the whole expression one of profound and dignified -sorrow. It seemed a strangely fitting emphasis to the story of the -faithful Indian woman. - -It was near midnight when we passed the Dalles. Our train was late, -and dashed on at its swiftest. Fitful light came from a wisp of a new -moon and one star; they seemed tossing in a tumultuous sea of dark -clouds. In this glimmering darkness the lava walls and ridges stood -up, inky black; the foaming water looked like molten steel, the whole -region more ghastly and terrible than before. - -There is a village of three thousand inhabitants at the Dalles. The -houses are set among lava hillocks and ridges. The fields seemed -bubbled with lava, their blackened surfaces stippled in with yellow -and brown. High up above are wheat-fields in clearings, reaching to -the sky-line of the hills. Great slopes of crumbling and -disintegrating lava rock spread superb purple and slate colors between -the greens of forests and wheat-fields. It is one of the memorable -pictures on the Columbia. - -To go both up and down a river is a good deal like spending a summer -and a winter in a place, so great difference does it make when right -hand and left shift sides, and everything is seen from a new -stand-point. - -The Columbia River scenery is taken at its best going up, especially -the gradual crescendo of the Cascade Mountain region, which is far -tamer entered from above. But we had a compensation in the clearer sky -and lifted clouds, which gave us the more distant snow-peaks in all -their glory; and our run down from the Dalles to Portland was the best -day of our three on the river. Our steamer was steered by hydraulic -pressure; and it was a wonderful thing to sit in the pilot-house and -see the slight touch of a finger on the shining lever sway the great -boat in a second. A baby's hand is strong enough to steer the largest -steamboat by this instrument. It could turn the boat, the captain -said, in a maelstrom, where four men together could not budge the -rudder-wheel. - -The history of the Columbia River navigation would make by itself an -interesting chapter. It dates back to 1792, when a Boston ship and a -Boston captain first sailed up the river. A curious bit of history in -regard to that ship is to be found in the archives of the old Spanish -government in California. Whenever a royal decree was issued in Madrid -in regard to the Indies or New Spain, a copy of it was sent to every -viceroy in the Spanish Dominions; he communicated it to his next -subordinate, who in turn sent it to all the governors, and so on, till -the decree reached every corner of the king's provinces. In 1789 there -was sent from Madrid, by ship to Mexico, and thence by courier to -California, and by Fages, the California governor, to every port in -California, the following order:-- - - "Whenever there may arrive at the port of San Francisco a ship - named the 'Columbia,' said to belong to General Washington of - the American States, commanded by John Kendrick, which sailed - from Boston in 1787, bound on a voyage of discovery to the - Russian settlements on the northern coast of the peninsula, you - will cause said vessel to be examined with caution and - delicacy, using for this purpose a small boat which you have in - your possession." - -Two months after this order was promulgated in the Santa Barbara -presidio, Captain Gray, of the ship "Washington," and Captain -Kendrick of the ship "Columbia," changed ships in Wickmanish harbor. -Captain Gray took the "Columbia" to China, and did not sail into San -Francisco harbor at all, whereby he escaped being "examined with -caution and delicacy" by the small boat in possession of the San -Francisco garrison. Not till the 11th of May, 1792, did he return and -sail up the Columbia River, then called the Oregon. He renamed it, for -his ship, "Columbia's River;" but the possessive was soon dropped. - -When one looks at the crowded rows of steamboats at the Portland -wharves now, it is hard to realize that it is only thirty-two years -since the first one was launched there. Two were built and launched in -one year, the "Columbia" and the "Lot Whitcomb." The "Lot Whitcomb" -was launched on Christmas Day; there were three days' feasting and -dancing, and people gathered from all parts of the Territory to -celebrate the occasion. - -It is also hard to realize, when standing on the Portland wharves, -that it is less than fifty years since there were angry discussions in -the United States Congress as to whether or not it were worth while to -obtain Oregon as a possession, and in the Eastern States manuals were -being freely distributed, bearing such titles as this: "A general -circular to all persons of good character wishing to emigrate to the -Oregon Territory." Even those statesmen who were most earnest in favor -of the securing of Oregon did not perceive the true nature of its -value. One of Benton's most enthusiastic predictions was that an -"emporium of Asiatic commerce" would be situated at the mouth of the -Columbia, and that "a stream of Asiatic trade would pour into the -valley of the Mississippi through the channel of Oregon." But the -future of Oregon and Washington rests not on any transmission of the -riches of other countries, however important an element in their -prosperity that may ultimately become. Their true riches are their own -and inalienable. They are to be among the great feeders of the earth. -Gold and silver values are unsteady and capricious; intrigues can -overthrow them; markets can be glutted, and mines fail. But bread the -nations of the earth must have. The bread-yielder controls the -situation always. Given a soil which can grow wheat year after year -with no apparent fatigue or exhaustion, a climate where rains never -fail and seed-time and harvest are uniformly certain, and conditions -are created under which the future success and wealth of a country may -be predicted just as surely as the movements of the planets in the -heavens. - -There are three great valleys in western Oregon,--the Willamette, the -Umpqua, and the Rogue River. The Willamette is the largest, being -sixty miles long by one hundred and fifty wide. The Umpqua and Rogue -River together contain over a million of acres. These valleys are -natural gardens; fertile to luxuriance, and watered by all the -westward drainage of the great Cascade Range, the Andes of North -America, a continuation of the Sierra Nevada. The Coast Range -Mountains lie west of these valleys, breaking, but not shutting out, -the influence of the sea air and fogs. This valley region between -these two ranges contains less than a third of the area of Washington -and Oregon. The country east of the Cascade Mountains is no less -fertile, but has a drier climate, colder winters, and hotter summers. -Its elevation is from two to four thousand feet,--probably the very -best elevations for health. A comparison of statistics of yearly -death-rates cannot be made with absolute fairness between old and -thick-settled and new and sparsely settled countries. Allowance must -be made for the probably superior health and strength of the men and -women who have had the youth and energy to go forward as pioneers. -But, making all due allowance for these, there still remains -difference enough to startle one between the death-rates in some of -the Atlantic States and in these infant empires of the New Northwest. -The yearly death-rate in Massachusetts is one out of fifty-seven; in -Vermont one out of ninety-seven; in Oregon one out of one hundred and -seventy-two; and in Washington Territory one out of two hundred and -twenty-eight. - -As we glided slowly to anchorage in Portland harbor, five dazzling -snow-white peaks were in sight on the horizon,--Mount Hood, of -peerless shape, strong as if it were a bulwark of the very heavens -themselves, yet graceful and sharp-cut as Egypt's pyramids; St. -Helen's, a little lower, yet looking higher, with the marvellous -curves of its slender shining cone, bent on and seemingly into the -sky, like an intaglio of ice cut in the blue; miles away in the -farthest north and east horizons, Mounts Tacoma and Adams and Baker, -all gleaming white, and all seeming to uphold the skies. - -These eternal, unalterable snow-peaks will be as eternal and -unalterable factors in the history of the country as in its beauty to -the eye. Their value will not come under any head of things reckonable -by census, statistics, or computation, but it will be none the less -real for that: it will be an element in the nature and character of -every man and woman born within sight of the radiant splendor; and it -will be strange if it does not ultimately develop, in the empire of -this New Northwest, a local patriotism and passionate loyalty to soil -as strong and lasting as that which has made generations of Swiss -mountaineers ready to brave death for a sight of their mountains. - -FOOTNOTES: - -[1] John G. Hittell's Commerce and Industries of the Pacific Coast. - -[3] "The term 'pueblo' answers to that of the English word 'town,' in -all its vagueness and all its precision. As the word 'town' in English -generally embraces every kind of population from the village to the -city, and also, used specifically, signifies a town corporate and -politic, so the word 'pueblo' in Spanish ranges from the hamlet to the -city, but, used emphatically, signifies a town corporate and -politic."--DWINELLE'S _Colonial History of San Francisco_. - -[4] In the decade between 1801 and 1810 the missions furnished to the -presidios about eighteen thousand dollars' worth of supplies each -year. - -[5] Special Report of the Hon. B. D. Wilson, of Los Angeles, Cal., to -the Interior Department in 1852. - -[6] The missions of San Rafael and San Francisco de Solano were the -last founded; the first in 1819, and the latter in 1823,--too late to -attain any great success or importance. - -[7] John W. Dwinelle's Colonial History of San Francisco, pp. 44-87. - - - - -II. - -SCOTLAND AND ENGLAND. - - - - -II. - -SCOTLAND AND ENGLAND. - - -A BURNS PILGRIMAGE. - -A shining-beached crescent of country facing to the sunset, and rising -higher and higher to the east till it becomes mountain, is the county -of Ayrshire, fair and famous among the southern Scotch highlands. To a -sixty-mile measure by air, between its north and south promontories, -it stretches a curving coast of ninety; and when Robert Burns strolled -over its breezy uplands, he saw always beautiful and mysterious silver -lines of land thrusting themselves out into the mists of the sea, -pointing to far-off island peaks, seeming sometimes to bridge and -sometimes to wall vistas ending only in sky. These lines are as -beautiful, elusive, and luring now as then, and in the inalienable -loyalty of nature bear testimony to-day to their lover. - -This is the greatest crown of the hero and the poet. Other great men -hold fame by failing records which moth and fire destroy. The places -that knew them know them no more when they are dead. Marble and canvas -and parchment league in vain to keep green the memory of him who did -not love and consecrate by his life-blood, in fight or in song, the -soil where he trod. But for him who has done this,--who fought well, -sang well,--the morning cloud, and the wild rose, and broken blades of -grass under men's feet, become immortal witnesses; so imperishable, -after all, are what we are in the habit of calling the "perishable -things of this earth." - -More than two hundred years ago, when the followers and holders of the -different baronies of Ayrshire compared respective dignities and -values, they made a proverb which ran:-- - - "Carrick for a man; Kyle for a coo; - Cunningham for butter and cheese; Galloway for woo." - -Before the nineteenth century set in, the proverb should have been -changed; for Kyle is the land through which "Bonnie Doon" and Irvine -Water run, and there has been never a man in all Carrick of whom -Carrick can be proud as is Kyle of Robert Burns. It has been said that -a copy of his poems lies on every Scotch cottager's shelf, by the side -of the Bible. This is probably not very far from the truth. Certain it -is, that in the villages where he dwelt there seems to be no man, no -child, who does not apparently know every detail of the life he lived -there, nearly a hundred years ago. - -"Will ye be drivin' over to Tarbolton in the morning?" said the pretty -young vice-landlady of the King's Arms at Ayr, when I wrote my name in -her visitors' book late one Saturday night. - -"What made you think of that?" I asked, amused. - -"And did ye not come on account o' Burns?" she replied. "There's been -a many from your country here by reason of him this summer. I think -you love him in America a'most as well as we do oursel's. It's vary -seldom the English come to see anythin' aboot him. They've so many -poets o' their own, I suppose, is the reason o' their not thinkin' -more o' Burns." - -All that there was unflattering in this speech I forgave by reason of -the girl's sweet low voice, pretty gray eyes, and gentle, refined -hospitality. She might have been the daughter of some country -gentleman, welcoming a guest to the house; and she took as much -interest in making all the arrangements for my drive to Tarbolton the -next morning as if it had been a pleasure excursion for herself. It is -but a dull life she leads, helping her widowed mother keep the King's -Arms,--dull, and unprofitable too, I fear; for it takes four -men-servants and seven women to keep up the house, and I saw no -symptom of any coming or going of customers in it. A stillness as of a -church on weekdays reigned throughout the establishment. "At the races -and when the yeomanry come," she said, there was something to do; but -"in the winter nothing, except at the times of the county balls. You -know, ma'am, we've many county families here," she remarked with -gentle pride, "and they all stop with us." - -There is a compensation to the lower orders of a society where rank -and castes are fixed, which does not readily occur at first sight to -the democratic mind naturally rebelling against such defined -distinctions. It is very much to be questioned whether, in a republic, -the people who find themselves temporarily lower down in the social -scale than they like to be or expect to stay, feel, in their -consciousness of the possibility of rising, half so much pride or -satisfying pleasure as do the lower classes in England, for instance, -in their relations with those whom they serve, whose dignity they seem -to share by ministering to it. - -The way from Ayr to Tarbolton must be greatly changed since the day -when the sorrowful Burns family trod it, going from the Mount Oliphant -farm to that of Lochlea. Now it is for miles a smooth road, on which -horses' hoofs ring merrily, and neat little stone houses, with pretty -yards, line it on both sides for some distance. The ground rises -almost immediately, so that the dwellers in these little suburban -houses get fine off-looks seaward and a wholesome breeze in at their -windows. The houses are built joined by twos, with a yard in common. -They have three rooms besides the kitchen, and they rent for -twenty-five pounds a year; so no industrious man of Ayr need be badly -lodged. Where the houses leave off, hedges begin,--thorn and beech, -untrimmed and luxuriant, with great outbursts of white honeysuckle and -sweet-brier at intervals. As far as the eye could see were waving -fields of wheat, oats, and "rye-grass," which last being just ripe was -of a glorious red color. The wheat-fields were rich and full, sixty -bushels to the acre. Oats, which do not take so kindly to the soil and -air, produce sometimes only forty-eight. - -Burns was but sixteen when his father moved from Mount Oliphant to the -Lochlea farm, in the parish of Tarbolton. It was in Tarbolton that he -first went to dancing-school, joined the Freemasons, and organized the -club which, no doubt, cost him dear, "The Bachelors of Tarbolton." In -the beginning this club consisted of only five members besides Burns -and his brother; afterward it was enlarged to sixteen. Burns drew up -the rules; and the last one--the tenth--is worth remembering, as an -unconscious defining on his part of his ideal of human life:-- - - "Every man proper for a member of this society must have a - friendly, honest, open heart, above everything dirty or mean, - and must be a professed lover of one or more of the sex. The - proper person for this society is a cheerful, honest-hearted - lad, who, if he has a friend that is true, and a mistress that - is kind, and as much wealth as genteelly to make both ends - meet, is just as happy as this world can make him." - -Walking to-day through the narrow streets of Tarbolton, it is wellnigh -impossible to conceive of such rollicking good cheer having made -abiding-place there. It is a close, packed town, the houses of stone -or white plaster,--many of them low, squalid, with thatched roofs and -walls awry; those that are not squalid are grim. The streets are -winding and tangled; the people look poor and dull. As I drove up to -the "Crown Inn," the place where the Tarbolton Freemasons meet now, -and where some of the relics of Burns's Freemason days are kept, the -"first bells" were ringing in the belfry of the old church opposite, -and the landlord of the inn replied with a look of great embarrassment -to my request to see the Burns relics,-- - -"It's the Sabbath, mem." - -Then he stood still, scratching his head for a few moments, and then -set off, at full run, down the street without another word. - -"He's gone to the head Mason," explained the landlady. "It takes three -to open the chest. I think ye'll na see it the day." And she turned on -her heel with a frown and left me. - -"They make much account o' the Sabbath in this country," said my -driver. "Another day ye'd do better." - -Thinking of Burns's lines to the "Unco Guid," I strolled over into the -churchyard opposite, to await the landlord's return. The bell-ringer -had come down, and followed me curiously about among the graves. One -very old stone had carved upon it two high-top boots; under these, -two low shoes; below these, two kneeling figures, a man and a woman, -cut in high relief; no inscription of any sort. - -"What can it mean?" I asked. - -The bell-ringer could not tell; it was so old nobody knew anything -about it. His mother, now ninety years of age, remembered seeing it -when she was a child, and it looked just as old then as now. - -"There's a many strange things in this graveyard," said he; and then -he led me to a corner where, enclosed by swinging chains and stone -posts, was a carefully kept square of green turf, on which lay a -granite slab. "Every year comes the money to pay for keeping that -grass green," he said, "and no name to it. It's been going on that way -for fifty years." - -The stone-wall around the graveyard was dilapidated, and in parts was -falling down. - -"I suppose this old wall was here in Burns's time," I said. - -"Ay, yes," said the bell-ringer; and pointing to a low, thatched -cottage just outside it, "and yon shop--many's the time he's been in -it playin' his tricks." - -The landlord of the inn now came running up, with profuse apologies -for the ill success of his mission. He had been to the head Mason, -hoping he would come over and assist in the opening of the chest, in -which were kept a Mason's apron worn by Burns, some jewels of his, and -a book of minutes kept by him. But "bein' 's it's the Sabbath," and -"he's sick in bed," and it was "against the rules to open the regalia -chest unless three Masons were present," the kindly landlord, piling -up reason after reason, irrespective of their consistency with each -other, went on to explain that it would be impossible; but I might see -the chair in which Burns always sat. This was a huge oaken chair, -black with age, and furrowed with names cut deep in the wood. It was -shaped and proportioned like a child's high-chair, and had precisely -such a rest for the feet as is put on children's high-chairs. To this -day the Grand Mason sits in it at their meetings, and will so long as -the St. James Lodge exists. - -"They've been offered hundreds of pounds for that chair, mem, plain as -it is. You'd not think it; but there's no money'd buy it from the -lodge," said the landlord. - -The old club-house where the jolly "Bachelors of Tarbolton" met in -Burns's day is a low, two-roomed, thatched cottage, half in ruins. The -room where the bachelors smoked, drank, and sang is now little more -than a cellar filled with rubbish and filth,--nothing left but the old -fireplace to show that it was ever inhabited. In the other half of the -cottage lives a laborer's family,--father, mother, and a young child: -their one room, with its bed built into the wall, and their few delf -dishes on the dresser, is probably much like the room in which Burns -first opened his wondrous eyes. The man was lying on the floor playing -with his baby. At the name of Burns, he sprang up with a hearty "Ay, -weel," and ran out in his blue-stocking feet to show me the cellar, of -which, it was plainly to be seen, he was far prouder than of his more -comfortable side of the house. The name by which the inn was called in -Burns's day he did not know. But "He's a Mason over there; he'll -know," he cried; and before I could prevent him, he had darted, still -shoeless, across the road, and asked the question of a yet poorer -laborer, who was taking his Sunday on his door-sill with two bairns -between his knees. He had heard, but had "forgotten." "Feyther'll -know," said the wife, coming forward with the third bairn, a baby, in -her arms. "I'll rin an' ask feyther." The old man tottered out, and -gazed with a vacant, feeble look at me, while he replied impatiently -to his daughter: "Manson's Inn, 't was called; ye've heard it times -eneuch." - -"I dare say you always drink Burns's health at the lodge when you -meet," I said to the laborer. - -"Ay, ay, his health's ay dronkit," he said, with a coarse laugh, "weel -dronkit." - -A few rods to the east, and down the very road Burns was wont to come -and go between Lochlea and Tarbolton, still stands "Willie's -mill,"--cottage and mill and shed and barn, all in one low, long, -oddly joined (or jointed) building of irregular heights, like a -telescope pulled out to its full length; a little brook and a bit of -gay garden in front. In the winter the mill goes by water from a lake -near by; in the summer by steam,--a great change since the night when -Burns went - - "Todlin' down on Willie's mill," - -and though he thought he - - "Was na fou, but just had plenty," - -could not for the life of him make out to count the moon's horns. - - "To count her horns, wi' a' my power, - I set mysel'; - But whether she had three or four - I could na tell." - -To go by road from Tarbolton to Lochlea farm is to go around three -sides of a square, east, north, and then west again. Certain it is -that Burns never took so many superfluous steps to do it; and as I -drove along I found absorbing interest in looking at the little -cluster of farm buildings beyond the fields, and wondering where the -light-footed boy used to "cut across" for his nightly frolics. There -is nothing left at Lochlea now of him or his; nothing save a worn -lintel of the old barn. The buildings are all new; and there is a look -of thrift and comfort about the place, quite unlike the face it must -have worn in 1784. The house stands on a rising knoll, and from the -windows looking westward and seaward there must be a fine horizon and -headlands to be seen at sunset. Nobody was at home on this day except -a barefooted servant-girl, who was keeping the house while the family -were at church. She came to the door with an expression of almost -alarm, at the unwonted apparition of a carriage driving down the lane -on Sunday, and a stranger coming in the name of a man dead so long -ago. She evidently knew nothing of Burns except that, for some reason -connected with him, the old lintel was kept and shown. She was -impatient of the interruption of her Sabbath, and all the while she -was speaking kept her finger in her book--"Footprints of Jesus"--at -the place where she had been reading, and glanced at it continually, -as if it were an amulet which could keep her from harm through the -worldly interlude into which she had been forced. - -"It's a pity ye came on the Sabba-day," remarked the driver again, as -we drove away from Lochlea. "The country people 'ull not speak on the -Sabbath." It would have been useless to try to explain to him that the -spectacle of this Scottish "Sabba-day" was of itself of almost as much -interest as the sight of the fields in which Robert Burns had walked -and worked. - -The farm of Mossgiel, which was Burns's next home after Lochlea, is -about three miles from Tarbolton, and only one from Mauchline. Burns -and his brother Gilbert had become tenants of it a few months before -their father's death in 1784. It was stocked by the joint savings of -the whole family; and each member of the family was allowed fair rates -of wages for all labor performed on it. The allowance to Gilbert and -to Robert was seven pounds a year each, and it is said that during the -four years that Robert lived there, his expenses never exceeded this -pittance. - -To Mossgiel he came with new resolutions. He had already reaped some -bitter harvests from the wild oats sown during the seven years at -Lochlea. He was no longer a boy. He says of himself at this time,-- - -"I entered on Mossgiel with a full resolution, 'Come, go; I will be -wise.'" - -Driving up the long, straight road which leads from the highway to the -hawthorn fortress in which the Mossgiel farm buildings stand, one -recalls these words, and fancies the brave young fellow striding up -the field, full of new hope and determination. The hawthorn hedge -to-day is much higher than a man's head, and completely screens from -the road the farm-house and the outbuildings behind it. The present -tenants have lived on the farm forty years, the first twenty in the -same house which stood there when Robert and Gilbert Burns pledged -themselves to pay one hundred and twenty pounds a year for the farm. -When the house was rebuilt, twenty years ago, the old walls were used -in part, and the windows were left in the same places; but, instead of -the low, sloping-roofed, garret-like rooms upstairs, where Burns used -to sleep and write, are now comfortable chambers of modern fashion. - -"Were you not sorry to have the old house pulled down?" I said to the -comely, aged farm-wife. - -"'Deed, then, I was very prood," she replied; "it had na 'coomodation, -and the thatch took in the rain an' all that was vile." - -In the best room of the house hung two autograph letters of Burns's -plainly framed: one, his letter to the lass of ----, asking her -permission to print the poem he had addressed to her; the other, the -original copy of the poem. These were "presented to the house by the -brother of the lady," the woman said, and they had "a great value -now." But when she first came to this part of the country she was -"vary soorpreezed" to find the great esteem in which Burns's poetry -was held. In the North, where she had lived, he was "na thocht weel -of." Her father had never permitted a copy of his poems to be brought -inside his doors, and had forbidden his children to read a word of -them. "He thocht them too rough for us to read." It was not until she -was a woman grown, and living in her husband's house, that she had -ever ventured to disobey this parental command, and she did not now -herself think they were "fitted for the reading of young pairsons." -"There was much more discreet writin's," she said severely; an opinion -which there was no gainsaying. - -There is a broader horizon to be seen, looking westward from the -fields of Mossgiel, than from those of Lochlea; the lands are higher -and nobler of contour. Superb trees, which must have been superb a -century ago, stand to right and left of the house,--beeches, ashes, -oaks, and planes. The fields which are in sight from the house are now -all grass-grown. I have heard that twenty years ago, it was -confidently told in which field Burns, ploughing late in the autumn, -broke into the little nest of the - - "Wee sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie," - -whom every song-lover has known and pitied from that day to this, and -whose misfortunes have answered ever since for a mint of reassuring -comparison to all of us, remembering that "the best-laid schemes o' -mice an' men" must "gang aft aglee;" and the other field, also near -by, where grew that mountain daisy, - - "Wee, modest, crimson-tippèd flower," - -whose name is immortal in our hearts as that of Burns. This farm-wife, -however, knew nothing about them. The stern air of the north country -in which she had been reared still chilled somewhat her thoughts of -Burns and her interest in his inalienable bond on the fields of her -farm. - -It is but a mile from Mossgiel's gate to Mauchline, the town of -"bonnie Jean" and Nansie Tinnoch and Gavin Hamilton. Surely a -strange-assorted trio to be comrades of one man. Their houses are -still standing: Jean's a tumble-down thatched cottage, looking out of -place enough between the smart, new houses built on either side of it; -Gavin Hamilton's, a dark, picturesque stone house, joined to the ruins -of Mauchline Castle; and Nansie Tinnoch's, a black and dilapidated -hovel, into which it takes courage to go. It stands snugged up against -the wall of the old graveyard, part below it and part above it,--a -situation as unwholesome as horrible; a door at the head of the narrow -stairway opening out into the graveyard itself, and the slanting old -stones leering in at the smoky windows by crowds. In the days when all -the "country side" met at the open-air services in this churchyard, - - "Some thinkin' on their sins, an' some on their claes," - -no doubt Nancy Tinnoch's was a lighter, whiter, cheerier place than -now; else the "Jolly Beggars" would never have gone there to tipple. - -It was the nooning between services when I reached Mauchline, and -church-goers from a distance were taking their beer and crackers -decorously in the parlor of the inn. As the intermission was only -three quarters of an hour long, this much of involuntary dissipation -was plainly forced on them; but they did not abuse it, I can testify. -They partook of it as of a passover: young men and maidens as sober -and silent as if they had been doing solemn penance for sins, as -indeed, from one point of view, it might perhaps be truly said that -they were. - -By dint of some difficult advances I drew one or two of them into -conversation about the Mossgiel farm and the disappearance of the old -relics of Burns's life in that region. It was a great pity, I said, -that the Mossgiel house had to be taken down. - -"'Deed, then, it was na such thing," spoke up an elderly man. "It was -na moor than a wreck, an' I'm the mon who did it." - -He was the landlord of the farm, it appeared. He seemed much amused at -hearing of the farm-wife's disapproval of Burns's verses, and of her -father's prohibition of them. - -"He was a heepocritical auld Radical, if ye knows him," he said -angrily. "I hope we'll never have ony worse readin' in our country -than Robert Bur-r-r-ns." The prolongation of the "r" in the Scotch way -of saying "Burns" is something that cannot be typographically -represented. It is hardly a rolling of the "r," nor a multiplication -of it; but it takes up a great deal more time and room than any one -"r" ought to. - -After the landlady had shown to me the big hall where the Freemasons -meet, "the Burns' Mother Lodge," and the chest which used to hold the -regalia at Tarbolton in Burns's day, and the little bedroom in which -Stedman and Hawthorne had slept,--coming also to look at Burns's -fields,--she told me in a mysterious whisper that there was a nephew -of Burns's in the kitchen, who would like to see me, if I would like -to see him. "A nephew of Burns's!" I exclaimed. "Weel, not exactly," -she explained, "but he's a grand-nephew of Burns's wife; she thet was -Jean, ye know," with a deprecating nod and lowering of the eyelid. So -fast is the clutch of a Scotch neighborhood on its traditions of -offended virtue, even to-day poor Jean cannot be mentioned by a -landlady in her native town without a small stone cast backward at -her. - -Jean's grand-nephew proved to be a middle-aged man; not "ower -weel-to-do," the landlady said. He had tried his hand at doctoring -both in Scotland and America,--a rolling stone evidently, with too -much of the old fiery blood of his race in his veins for quiet and -decorous prosperity. He, too, seemed only half willing to speak of -poor "Jean,"--his kinswoman; but he led me to the cottage where she -had lived, and pointed out the window from which she was said to have -leaned out many a night listening to the songs of her lover when he -sauntered across from the Whiteford Arms, Johnny Pigeon's house, just -opposite, "not fou, but having had plenty" to make him merry and -affectionate. Johnny Pigeon's is a "co-operative store" now; and new -buildings have altered the line of the street so that "Rob Mossgiel" -would lose his way there to-day. - -The room in which Burns and his "bonnie Jean" were at last married in -Gavin Hamilton's house, by Hamilton himself, is still shown to -visitors. This room I had a greater desire to see than any other spot -in Mauchline. "We can but try," said the grand-nephew; "but it's a -small chance of seeing it the Sabba." - -The sole tenant of this house now is the widow of a son of Gavin -Hamilton's. Old, blind, and nearly helpless, she lives there alone -with one family servant, nearly as old as herself, but hale, hearty, -and rosy as only an old Scotchwoman can be. This servant opened the -door for us, her cap, calico gown, and white apron all alike bristling -with starch, religion, and pride of family. Her mistress would not -allow the room to be shown on the Sabbath, she said. Imploringly it -was explained to her that no other day had been possible, and that I -had come "all the way from America." - -"Ye did na do weel to tak the Sabbath," was her only reply, as she -turned on her heel to go with the fruitless appeal to her mistress. -Returning, she said curtly,-- - -"She winna shew it on the Sabbath." - -At this crisis my companion, who had kept in the background, stepped -forward with,-- - -"You don't know me, Elspie, do ye?" - -"No, sir," she said stiffly, bracing herself up mentally against any -further heathenish entreaties. - -"What, not know ----?" repeating his name in full. - -Presto! as if changed by a magician's trick, the stiff, starched, -religious, haughty family retainer disappeared, and there stood, in -the same cap, gown, and apron, a limber, rollicking, wellnigh improper -old woman, who poked the grand-nephew in the ribs, clapped him on the -shoulder, chuckling, ejaculating, questioning, wondering, laughing, -all in a breath. Reminiscence on reminiscence followed between them. - -"An' do ye mind Barry, too?" she asked. (This was an old man-servant -of the house.) "An' many's the quirrel, an' many's the gree we had." - -Barry was dead. Dead also was the beautiful girl whom my companion -remembered well,--dead of a broken heart before she was eighteen years -of age. Forbidden to marry her lover, she had drooped and pined. He -went to India and died. It was in a December the news of his death -came, just at Christmas time, and in the next September she followed -him. - -"Ay, but she was a bonnie lass," said Elspie, the tears rolling down -her face. - -"I dare say she [nodding his head toward the house]--I dare say she's -shed many a salt tear over it; but naebody 'ill ever know she -repentit," quoth the grand-nephew. - -"Ay, ay," said Elspie. "There's a wee bit closet in every hoos." - -"'Twas in that room she died," pointing up to a small ivy-shaded -window. "I closed her eyes wi' my hands. She's never spoken of. She -was a bonnie lass." - -The picture of this desolate old woman, sitting there alone in her -house, helpless, blind, waiting for death to come and take her to meet -that daughter whose young heart was broken by her cruel will, seemed -to shadow the very sunshine on the greensward in the court. The broken -arches and crumbling walls of the old stone abbey ruins seemed, in -their ivy mantles, warmly, joyously venerable by contrast with the -silent, ruined, stony old human heart still beating in the house they -joined. - -In spite of my protestations, the grand-nephew urged Elspie to show us -the room. She evidently now longed to do it; but, casting a fearful -glance over her shoulder, said: "I daur na! I daur na! I could na open -the door that she'd na hear 't." And she seemed much relieved when I -made haste to assure her that on no account would I go into the room -without her mistress's permission. So we came away, leaving her gazing -regretfully after us, with her hand shading her eyes from the sun. - -Going back from Mauchline to Ayr, I took another road, farther to the -south than the one leading through Tarbolton, and much more beautiful, -with superb beech-trees meeting overhead, and gentlemen's -country-seats, with great parks, on either hand. - -On this road is Montgomerie Castle, walled in by grand woods, which -Burns knew so well. - - "Ye banks and braes and streams around - The castle o' Montgomery, - Green be your woods and fair your flowers, - Your waters never drumlie! - There simmer first unfauld her robes, - And there the langest tarry, - For there I took the last fareweel - O' my sweet Highland Mary." - -Sitting in the sun, on a bench outside the gate-house, with his little -granddaughter on his lap, was the white-haired gate-keeper. As the -horses' heads turned toward the gate, he arose slowly, without a -change of muscle, and set down the child, who accepted her altered -situation also without a change of muscle in her sober little face. - -"Is it allowed to go in?" asked the driver. - -"Eh--ye'll not be calling at the hoos?" asked the old man, surprised. - -"No, I'm a stranger; but I like to see all the fine places in your -country," I replied. - -"I've no orders," looking at the driver reflectively; "I've no -orders--but--a decent pairson"--looking again scrutinizingly at -me,--"I think there can be no hairm." And he opened the gate. - -Grand trees, rolling tracts of velvety turf, an ugly huge house of -weather-beaten stone, with white pillars in front; conservatories -joining the wings to the centre; no attempt at decorative landscape -art; grass, trees, distances,--these were all; but there were miles of -these. It was at least a mile's drive to the other entrance to the -estate, where the old stone gateway house was in ruin. I fancy that it -was better kept up in the days before an Earl of Eglinstoune sold it -to a plain Mr. Patterson. - -At another fine estate nearer Ayr, where an old woman was gate-keeper, -and also had "no orders" about admitting strangers, the magic word -"America" threw open the gates with a sweep, and bent the old dame's -knees in a courtesy which made her look three times as broad as she -was long. This estate had been "always in the Oswald family, an' is -likely always to be, please God," said the loyal creature, with -another courtesy at the mention, unconsciously devout as that of the -Catholic when he crosses himself. "An' it's a fine country ye've -yersel' in America," she added politely. The Oswald estate has acres -of beautiful curving uplands, all green and smooth and open; a lack of -woods near the house, but great banks of sunshine instead, make a -beauty all their own; and the Ayr Water, running through the grounds, -and bridged gracefully here and there, is a possession to be coveted. -From all points is a clear sight of sea, and headlands north and -south,--Ayr harbor lying like a crescent, now silver, now gold, afloat -between blue sky and green shore, and dusky gray roof-lines of the -town. - -The most precious thing in all the parish of Ayr is the cottage in -which Burns was born. It is about two miles south from the centre of -the town, on the shore of "Bonnie Doon," and near Alloway Kirk. You -cannot go thither from Ayr over any road except the one Tam o' Shanter -took: it has been straightened a little since his day, but many a rod -of it is the same that Maggie trod; and Alloway Kirk is as ghostly a -place now, even at high noon, as can be found "frae Maidenkirk to -Johnny Groat's." There is nothing left of it but the walls and the -gable, in which the ancient bell still hangs, intensifying the silence -by its suggestion of echoes long dead. - -The Burns cottage is now a sort of inn, kept by an Englishman whose -fortunes would make a tale by themselves. He fought at Balaklava and -in our civil war; and side by side on the walls of his dining-room -hang, framed, his two commissions in the Pennsylvania Volunteers and -the menu of the Balaklava Banquet, given in London to the brave -fellows that came home alive after that fight. He does not love the -Scotch people. - -"I would not give the Americans for all the Scotch ever born," he -says, and is disposed to speak with unjust satire of their apparent -love of Burns, which he ascribes to a perception of his recognition by -the rest of the world and a shamefaced desire not to seem to be -behindhand in paying tribute to him. - -"Oh, they let on to think much of him," he said. "It's money in their -pockets." - -The room in which Burns was born is still unaltered, except in having -one more window let in. Originally, it had but one small square window -of four panes. The bed is like the beds in all the old Scotch -cottages, built into the wall, similar to those still seen in Norway. -Stifling enough the air surely must have been in the cupboard bed in -which the "waly boy" was born. - - "The gossip keekit in his loof; - Quo' scho, 'Wha lives will see the proof,-- - This waly boy will be nae coof; - I think we'll ca' him Robin.'" - -Before he was many days old, or, as some traditions have it, on the -very night he was born, a violent storm "tirled" away part of the roof -of the poor little "clay biggin," and mother and babe were forced to -seek shelter in a neighbor's cottage. Misfortune and Robin early -joined company, and never parted. The little bedroom is now the -show-room of the inn, and is filled with tables piled with the -well-known boxes, pincushions, baskets, paper-cutters, etc., made from -sycamore wood grown on the banks of Doon and Ayr. These articles are -all stamped with some pictures of scenery associated with Burns or -with quotations from his verses. It is impossible to see all this -money-making without thinking what a delicious, rollicking bit of -verse Burns would write about it himself if he came back to-day. There -are those who offer for sale articles said to be made out of the old -timbers of the Mossgiel house; but the Balaklava Englishman scouts all -that as the most barefaced imposture. "There wasn't an inch of that -timber," he says,--and he was there when the house was taken -down--"which wasn't worm-eaten and rotten; not enough to make a -knife-handle of!" - -One feels disposed to pass over in silence the "Burns Monument," which -was built in 1820, at a cost of over three thousand pounds; "a -circular temple supported by nine fluted Corinthian columns, -emblematic of the nine muses," say the guide-books. It stands in a -garden overlooking the Doon, and is a painful sight. But in a room in -the base of it are to be seen some relics at which no Burns lover can -look unmoved,--the Bibles he gave to Highland Mary, the ring with -which he wedded Jean (taken off after her death), and two rings -containing some of his hair. - -It is but a few steps from this monument down to a spot on the "banks -o' bonnie Doon," from which is a fine view of the "auld brig." This -shining, silent water, and the overhanging, silent trees, and the -silent bell in the gable of Alloway Kirk, speak more eloquently of -Burns than do all nine of the Corinthian muse-dedicated pillars in his -monument. - -So do the twa brigs of Ayr, which still stand at the foot of High -Street, silently recriminating each other as of old. - - "I doubt na, frien', ye'll think ye'r nae sheep-shank - When ye are streekit o'er frae bank to bank," - -sneers the Auld; and - - "Will your poor, narrow foot-path of a street, - Where twa wheelbarrows tremble when they meet, - Your ruined, formless bulk o' stane and lime, - Compare wi' bonny brigs o' modern time?" - -retorts the New; and "the sprites that owre the brigs of Ayr preside" -never interrupt the quarrel. Spite of all its boasting, however, the -new bridge cracked badly two years ago, and had to be taken down and -entirely rebuilt. - -The dingy little inn where - - "Tam was glorious, - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious," - -is still called by his name, and still preserves, as its chief claims -to distinction, the big wooden mug out of which Tam drank, and the -chair in which he so many market-nights - - "Gat planted unco richt." - -The chair is of oak, wellnigh black as ebony, and furrowed thick with -names cut upon it. The smart young landlady who now keeps the house -commented severely on this desecration of it, and said that for some -years the house had been "keepit" by a widow, who was "in no sense up -to the beesiness," and "a' people did as they pleased in the hoos in -her day." The mug has a metal rim and base; but spite of these it has -needed to be clasped together again by three ribs of cane, riveted on. -"Money couldn't buy it," the landlady said. It belongs to the house, -is mentioned always in the terms of lease, and the house has changed -hands but four times since Tam's day. - -In a tiny stone cottage in the southern suburbs of Ayr, live two -nieces of Burns, daughters of his youngest sister, Isabella. They are -vivacious still, and eagerly alive to all that goes on in the world, -though they must be well on in the seventies. The day I called they -had "just received a newspaper from America," they said. "Perhaps I -knew it. It was called 'The Democrat.'" As I was not able to identify -it by that description, the younger sister made haste to fetch it. It -proved to be a paper printed in Madison, Iowa. The old ladies were -much interested in the approaching American election, had read all -they could find about General Garfield, and were much impressed by the -wise reticence of General Grant. "He must be a vary cautious man; -disna say enough to please people," they said, with sagacious nods of -approbation. They remembered Burns's wife very well, had visited her -when she was living, a widow, at Dumfries, and told with glee a story -which they said she herself used to narrate, with great relish, of a -pedler lad who, often coming to the house with wares to sell in the -kitchen, finally expressed to the servant his deep desire to see Mrs. -Burns. She accordingly told him to wait, and her mistress would, no -doubt, before long come into the room. Mrs. Burns came in, stood for -some moments talking with the lad, bought some trifle of him, and went -away. Still he sat waiting. At last the servant asked why he did not -go. He replied that she had promised he should see Mrs. Burns. - -"But ye have seen her; that was she," said the servant. - -"Eh, eh?" said the lad. "Na! never tell me now that was 'bonnie -Jean'!" - -Burns's mother, too (their grandmother), they recollected well, and -had often heard her tell of the time when the family lived at Lochlea, -and Robert, spending his evenings at the Tarbolton merry-makings with -the Bachelors' Club or the Masons, used to come home late in the -night, and she used to sit up to let him in. These doings sorely -displeased the father; and at last he said grimly, one night, that he -would sit up to open the door for Robert. Trembling with fear, the -mother went to bed, and did not close her eyes, listening -apprehensively for the angry meeting between father and son. She heard -the door open, the old man's stern tone, Robert's gay reply; and in a -twinkling more the two were sitting together over the fire, the father -splitting his sides with half-unwilling laughter at the boy's -inimitable descriptions and mimicry of the scenes he had left. Nearly -two hours they sat there in this way, the mother all the while -cramming the bed-clothes into her mouth, lest her own laughter should -remind her husband how poorly he was carrying out his threats. After -that night "Rob" came home at what hour he pleased, and there was -nothing more heard of his father's sitting up to reprove him. - -They believed that Burns's intemperate habits had been greatly -exaggerated. Their mother was a woman twenty-five years old, and the -mother of three children when he died, and she had never once seen him -the "waur for liquor." "There were vary mony idle people i' the warld, -an' a great deal o' talk," they said. After his father's death he -assumed the position of the head of the house, and led in family -prayers each morning; and everybody said, even the servants, that -there were never such beautiful prayers heard. He was a generous soul. -After he left home he never came back for a visit, however poor he -might be, without bringing a present for every member of the family; -always a pound of tea for his mother, "and tea was tea then," the old -ladies added. To their mother he gave a copy of Thomson's "Seasons," -which they still have. They have also some letters of his, two of -which I read with great interest. They were to his brother, and were -full of good advice. In one he says:-- - - "I intended to have given you a sheetful of counsels, but some - business has prevented me. In a word, learn taciturnity. Let - that be your motto. Though you had the wisdom of Newton or the - wit of Swift, garrulousness would lower you in the eyes of your - fellow-creatures." - -In the other, after alluding to some village tragedy, in which great -suffering had fallen on a woman, he says,-- - - "Women have a kind of steady sufferance which qualifies them to - endure much beyond the common run of men; but perhaps part of - that fortitude is owing to their short-sightedness, as they are - by no means famous for seeing remote consequences in their real - importance." - -The old ladies said that their mother had liked "Jean" on the whole, -though "at first not so weel, on account of the connection being what -it was." She was kindly, cheery, "never bonny;" but had a good figure, -danced well and sang well, and worshipped her husband. She was "not -intellectual;" "but there's some say a poet shouldn't have an -intellectual wife," one of the ingenuous old spinsters remarked -interrogatively. "At any rate, she suited him; an' it was ill speering -at her after all that was said and done," the younger niece added, -with real feeling in her tone. Well might she say so. If there be a -touching picture in all the long list of faithful and ill-used women, -it is that of "bonnie Jean,"--the unwedded mother of children, the -forgiving wife of a husband who betrayed others as he had betrayed -her,--when she took into her arms and nursed and cared for her -husband's child, born of an outcast woman, and bravely answered all -curious questioners with, "It's a neebor's bairn I'm bringin' up." She -wrought for herself a place and an esteem of which her honest and -loving humility little dreamed. - -There is always something sad in seeking out the spot where a great -man has died. It is like living over the days of his death and burial. -The more sympathetically we have felt the spell of the scenes in which -he lived his life, the more vitalized and vitalizing that life was, -the more are we chilled and depressed in the presence of places on -which his wearied and suffering gaze rested last. As I drove through -the dingy, confused, and ugly streets of Dumfries, my chief thought -was, "How Burns must have hated this place!" Looking back on it now, I -have a half-regret that I ever saw it, that I can recall vividly the -ghastly graveyard of Saint Michael's, with its twenty-six thousand -gravestones and monuments, crowded closer than they would be in a -marble-yard, ranged in rows against the walls without any pretence of -association with the dust they affect to commemorate. What a ballad -Burns might have written about such a show! And what would it not have -been given to him to say of the "Genius of Coila, finding her favorite -son at the plough, and casting her mantle over him,"--that is, the -sculptured monument, or, as the sexton called it, "Máwsolem," under -which he has had the misfortune to be buried. A great Malvern -bathwoman, bringing a bathing-sheet to an unwilling patient, might -have been the model for the thing. It is hideous beyond description, -and in a refinement of ingenuity has been made uglier still by having -the spaces between the pillars filled in with glass. The severe Scotch -weather, it seems, was discoloring the marble. It is a pity that the -zealous guardians of its beauty did not hold it precious enough to be -boarded up altogether. - -The house in which Burns spent the first eighteen months of his dreary -life in Dumfries is now a common tenement-house at the lower end of a -poor and narrow street. As I was reading the tablet let into the wall, -bearing his name, a carpenter went by, carrying his box of tools slung -on his shoulder. - -"He only had three rooms there," said the man, "those three up there," -pointing to the windows; "two rooms and a little kitchen at the back." - -The house which is usually shown to strangers as his is now the home -of the master of the industrial school, and is a comfortable little -building joining the school. Here Burns lived for three years; and -here, in a small chamber not more than twelve by fifteen feet in size, -he died on the 21st of July, 1796, sadly harassed in his last moments -by anxiety about money matters and about the approaching illness of -his faithful Jean. - -Opening from this room is a tiny closet, lighted by one window. - -"They say he used to make up his poetry in here," said the -servant-girl; "but I dare say it is only a supposeetion; still, it 'ud -be a quiet place." - -"They say there was a great lot o' papers up here when he died," she -added, throwing open the narrow door of a ladder-like stairway that -led up into the garret, "writin's that had been sent to him from all -over the world, but nobody knew what become of them. Now that he's so -much thought aboot, I wonder his widow did not keep them. But, ye -know, the poor thing was just comin' to be ill; that was the last -thing he wrote when he knew he was dyin', for some one to come and -stay with her; and I dare say she was in such a sewither she did not -know about anything." - -The old stone stairs were winding and narrow,--painted now, and neatly -carpeted, but worn into depressions here and there by the plodding of -feet. Nothing in the house, above or below, spoke to me of Burns so -much as did they. I stood silent and rapt on the landing, and saw him -coming wearily up, that last time; after which he went no more out -forever, till he was borne in the arms of men, and laid away in Saint -Michael's graveyard to rest. - -That night, at my lonely dinner in the King's Arms, I had the -Edinburgh papers. There were in them three editorials headed with -quotations from Burns's poems, and an account of the sale in -Edinburgh, that week, of an autograph letter of his for ninety-four -pounds! - -Does he think sadly, even in heaven, how differently he might have -done by himself and by earth, if earth had done for him then a tithe -of what it does now? Does he know it? Does he care? And does he listen -when, in lands he never saw, great poets sing of him in words simple -and melodious as his own? - - "For now he haunts his native land - As an immortal youth: his hand - Guides every plough; - He sits beside each ingle-nook, - His voice is in each rushing brook, - Each rustling bough. - - "His presence haunts this room to-night, - A form of mingled mist and light - From that far coast. - Welcome beneath this roof of mine! - Welcome! this vacant chair is thine, - Dear guest and ghost!"[8] - - - -GLINTS IN AULD REEKIE. - -As soon as one comes to know Edinburgh, he feels a gratitude to that -old gentleman of Fife who is said to have invented the affectionate -phrase "Auld Reekie." Perhaps there never was any such old gentleman; -and perhaps he never did, as the legend narrates, regulate the hours -of his family prayers, on summer evenings, by the thickening smoke -which he could see rising from Edinburgh chimneys, when the cooking of -suppers began. - -"It's time now, bairns, to tak the beuks an' gang to our beds; for -yonder's Auld Reekie, I see, putting on her nichtcap," are the words -which the harmless little tradition puts into his mouth. They are -wisely dated back to the reign of Charles II., a time from which none -now speak to contradict; and they serve as well as any others to -introduce and emphasize the epithet which, once heard, is not -forgotten by a lover of Edinburgh, remaining always in his memory, -like a pet name of one familiarly known. - -It is not much the fashion of travellers to become attached to -Edinburgh. Rome for antiquity, London for study and stir, Florence for -art, Venice for art and enchantment combined,--all these have pilgrims -who become worshippers, and return again and again to them, as the -devout return to shrines. But few return thus to Edinburgh. It -continually happens that people planning routes of travel are heard to -say, "I have seen Edinburgh," pronouncing the word "seen" with a -stress indicating a finality of completion. Nobody ever uses a phrase -in that way about Rome or Venice. It is always, "We have been in," -"spent a winter in," "a summer in," or "a month in" Rome, or Venice, -or any of the rest; and the very tone and turn of the phrase tell the -desire or purpose of another winter, or summer, or month in the -remembered and longed-for place. - -But Edinburgh has no splendors with which to woo and attract. She is -"a penniless lass;" "wi' a lang pedigree," however,--as long and as -splendid as the best, reaching back to King Arthur at least, and some -say a thousand years farther, and assert that the rock on which her -castle stands was a stronghold when Rome was a village. At any rate, -there was a fortress there long before Edinburgh was a town, and that -takes it back midway between the five hundredth and six hundredth year -of our Lord. From that century down to this it was the centre of as -glorious and terrible fighting and suffering as the world has ever -seen. Kingly besieged and besiegers, prisoners, martyrs, men and women -alike heroic, their presences throng each doorway still; and the very -stones at a touch seem set ringing again with the echoes of their -triumphs and their agonies. - -To me, the castle is Edinburgh. Looking from the sunny south windows -of Prince's Street across at its hoary front is like a wizard's -miracle, by which dead centuries are rolled back, compressed into -minutes. At the foot of its north precipices, where lay the lake in -which, in the seventeenth century, royal swans floated and plebeian -courtesans were ducked, now stretches a gay gardened meadow, through -which flash daily railway trains. Their columns of blue smoke scale -the rocks, coil after coil, but never reach the citadel summit, being -tangled, spent, and lost in the tops of trees, which in their turn -seem also to be green-plumed besiegers, ever climbing, climbing. For -five days I looked out on this picture etched against a summer sky: in -black, by night; in the morning, of soft sepia tints, or gray,--tower, -battlement, wall, and roof, all in sky lines; below these the wild -crags and precipices, a mosaic of grays, two hundred feet down, to a -bright greensward dotted with white daisies. Set steadily to the -sunrise, by a west wind which never stopped blowing for the whole five -days, streamed out the flag. To have read on its folds, -"Castelh-Mynyd-Agned," or "Castrum Puellarum," would not have seemed -at any hour a surprise. There is nowhere a relic of antiquity which so -dominates its whole environment as does this rock fortress. Its -actuality is sovereign; its personality majestic. The thousands of -modern people thronging up and down Prince's Street seem perpetrating -an impertinent anachronism. The times are the castle's times still; -all this nineteenth-century haberdashery and chatter is an -inexplicable and insolent freak of interruption. Sitting at one's -Prince's Street windows, one sees it not; overlooks it as meaningless -and of no consequence. Instead, he sees the constable's son, in -Bruce's day, coming down that two hundred feet of precipice, hand over -hand, on a bit of rope ladder, to visit the "wench in town" with whom -he was in love; and anon turning this love-lore of his to patriotic -account, by leading Earl Douglas, with his thirty picked Scots, up the -same precipices, in the same perilous fashion, to surprise the English -garrison, which they did to such good purpose that in a few hours they -retook the castle, the only one then left which Bruce had not -recovered. Or, when morning and evening mists rise slowly up from the -meadow, veil the hill, and float off in hazy wreaths from its summit, -he fancies fagots and tar-barrels ablaze on the esplanade, and the -beauteous Lady Glammis, with her white arms crossed on her breast, -burning to death there, with eyes fixed on the windows of her -husband's prison. Scores of other women with "fayre bodies" were -burned alive there; men, too, their lovers and sons,--all for a crime -of which no human soul ever was or could be guilty. Poor, blinded, -superstitious earth, which heard and saw and permitted such things! -Even to-day, when the ground is dug up on that accursed esplanade, -there are found the ashes of these martyrs to the witchcraft madness. - -That grand old master-gunner, too, of Cromwell's first -following,--each sunset gun from the castle seemed to me in honor of -his memory, and recalled his name. "May the devil blaw me into the -air, if I lowse a cannon this day!" said he, when Charles's men bade -him fire a salute in honor of the Restoration. Every other one of -Cromwell's men in the garrison had turned false, and done ready -service to the king's officers; but not so Browne. It was only by main -force that he was dragged to his gun, and forced to fire it. Whether -the gun were old, and its time had come to burst, or whether the -splendid old Puritan slyly overweighed his charge, it is open to each -man's preference to believe; but burst the gun did, and, taking the -hero at his word, "shuites his bellie from him, and blew him quyte -over the castle wall," says the old record. I make no doubt myself -that it was just what the master-gunner intended. - -Thirty years later there were many gunners in Edinburgh Castle as -brave as he, or braver,--men who stood by their guns month after -month, starving by inches and freezing; the snow lying knee-deep on -the shattered bastions; every roof shelter blown to fragments; no -fuel; their last well so low that the water was putrid; raw salt -herrings the only food for the men, and for the officers oatmeal, -stirred in the putrid water. This was the Duke of Gordon's doing, when -he vowed to hold Edinburgh Castle for King James, if every other -fortress in Scotland went over to William. When his last hope failed, -and he gave his men permission to abandon the castle and go out to the -enemy, if they chose, not a man would go. "Three cheers for his -grace," they raised, with their poor starved voices, and swore they -would stay as long as he did. From December to June they held out, and -then surrendered, a handful of fifty ghastly, emaciated, tottering -men. Pity they could not have known how much grander than victories -such defeats as theirs would read by and by! - -Hard by the castle was the duke's house, in Blair's Close; in this he -was shut up prisoner, under strict guard. The steps up which he walked -that day, for the first time in his life without his sword, are still -there; his coronet, with a deer-hound on either side, in dingy stone -carving, above the low door. It is one of the doorways worth haunting, -in Edinburgh. Generations of Dukes of Gordon have trodden its -threshold, from the swordless hero of 1689 down to the young lover -who, in George the Third's day, went courting his duchess, over in -Hyndford's Close, at the bottom of High Street. She was a famous -beauty, daughter of Lady Maxwell; and thanks to one gossip and -another, we know a good deal about her bringing-up. There was still -living in Edinburgh, sixty years ago, an aged and courtly gentleman, -who recollected well having seen her riding a sow in High Street; her -sister running behind and thumping the beast with a stick. Duchesses -are not made of such stuff in these days. It almost passes belief what -one reads in old records of the ways and manners of Scottish nobility -in the first half of the eighteenth century. These Maxwells' fine -laces were always drying in the narrow passage from their front stair -to their drawing-room; and their undergear hanging out on a pole from -an upper window in full sight of passers-by, as is still the custom -with the poverty-stricken people who live in Hyndford's Close. - -On the same stair with the Maxwells lived the Countess Anne of -Balcarres, mother of eleven children, the eldest of whom wrote "Auld -Robin Gray." She was poor and proud, and a fierce Jacobite to the -last. To be asked to drink tea in Countess Anne's bedchamber was great -honor. The room was so small that the man-servant, John, gorgeous in -the Balcarres livery, had to stand snugged up to the bedpost. Here, -with one arm around the post, he stood like a statue, ready to hand -the teakettle as it was needed. When the noble ladies differed about a -date or a point of genealogy, John was appealed to, and often so far -forgot his manners as to swear at the mention of assumers and -pretenders to baronetcies. - -There is an endless fascination in going from house to house, in their -old wynds and closes, now. A price has to be paid for it,--bad smells, -filth underfoot, and, very likely, volleys of ribald abuse from -gin-loosened tongues right and left and high up overhead; but all this -only emphasizes the picture, and makes one's mental processions of -earls and countesses all the livelier and more vivid. - -Some of these wynds are so narrow and dark that one hesitates about -plunging into them. They seem little more than rifts between dungeons: -seven, eight, and nine stories high, the black walls stretch up. If -there is a tiny courtyard, it is like the bottom of a foul well; and -looking to the hand's-breadth of sky visible above, it seems so far up -and so dark blue, one half expects to see its stars glimmering at -noonday. A single narrow winding stone stair is the only means of -going up and down; and each floor being swarming full of wretched -human beings, each room a tenement house in itself, of course this -common stairway becomes a highway of contentions, the very -battle-ground of the house. Progress up or down can be stopped at a -second's notice; a single pair of elbows is a blockade. How sedan -chairs were managed in these corkscrew crevices is a puzzle; yet we -read that the ladies of quality went always in sedan chairs to balls -and assemblies. - -In the Stamp Office Close, now the refuge of soot-venders, old-clothes -dealers, and hucksters of lowest degree, tramps, beggars, and skulkers -of all sorts, still is locked tight every night a big carved door, at -foot of the stair down which used to come stately Lady Eglintoune, the -third, with her seven daughters, in fine array. It was one of the -sights of the town to see the procession of their eight sedan chairs -on the way to a dance. The countess herself was six feet tall, and her -daughters not much below her; all strikingly handsome, and of such -fine bearing that it went into the traditions of the century as the -"Eglintoune air." There also went into the traditions of the century -some details of the earl's wooing, which might better have been kept a -secret between him and his father-in-law. The second Lady Eglintoune -was ailing, and like to die, when Sir Archibald Kennedy arrived in -Edinburgh, with his stalwart but beautiful daughter Susanna. She was -much sought immediately; and Sir Archibald, in his perplexity among -the many suitors, one day consulted his old friend Eglintoune. "Bide a -wee, Sir Archy," replied the earl,--"bide a wee; my wife's very -sickly." And so, by waiting, the fair Susanna became Countess of -Eglintoune. It would seem as if Nature had some intent to punish the -earl's impatient faithlessness to his sickly wife; for, year after -year, seven years running, came a daughter, and no son, to the house -of Eglintoune. At last the earl, with a readiness to ignore marital -obligations at which his third countess need not have been surprised, -bluntly threatened to divorce her if she bore him no heir. Promptly -the spirited Susanna replied that nothing would please her better, -provided he would give her back all she brought him. "Every penny of -it, and welcome!" retorted the earl, supposing she referred to her -fortune. "Na, na, my lord," replied the lady, "that winna do. Return -me my youth, beauty, and virginity, and dismiss me when you please;" -upon which the matter dropped. In the end, the earl fared better than -he deserved, three sons being given him within the next five years. - -For half a century Lady Eglintoune was a prominent figure in Scottish -social life. Her comings and goings and doings were all chronicled, -and handed down. It is even told that when Johnson and Boswell visited -her at her country-place, she was so delighted with Johnson's -conversation that she kissed him on parting,--from which we can argue -her ladyship's liking for long words. She lived to be ninety-one, and -amused herself in her last days by taming rats, of which she had a -dozen or more in such subjection that at a tap on the oak wainscoting -of her dining-room they came forth, joined her at her meal, and at a -word of command retired again into the wainscot. - -When twenty-first-century travellers go speiring among the dingy ruins -of cities which are gay and fine now, they will not find relics and -traces of such individualities as these. The eighteenth century left a -most entertaining budget, which we of to-day are too busy and too well -educated to equal. No chiel among us all has the time to take gossip -notes of this century; and even if he did, they would be dull enough -in comparison with those of the last. - -Groping and rummaging in Hyndford's Close, one day, for recognizable -traces of Lady Maxwell's house, we had the good fortune to encounter a -thrifty housewife, of the better class, living there. She was coming -home, with her market-basket on her arm. Seeing our eager scenting of -the old carvings on lintels and sills, and overhearing our mention of -the name of the Duchess of Gordon, she made bold to address us. - -"It waur a strange place for the nobeelity to be livin' in, to be -sure," she said. "I'm livin' mysil in ane o' the best of 'im, an' it's -na mair space to 't than ud turn a cat. Ye're welcome to walk up, if -ye like to see what their dwellin's waur like in the auld time. It's a -self-contained stair ye see," she added with pride, as she marshalled -us up a twisting stone stairway, so narrow that even one person, going -alone, must go cautiously to avoid grazing elbows and shins on the -stone walls, at every turn. "I couldna abide the place but for the -self-contained stair: there's not many has them," she continued. "Mind -yer heads! mind yer heads! There's a stoop!" she cried; but it was too -late. We had reached, unwarned, a point in the winding stair where it -was necessary to go bent half double; only a little child could have -stood upright. With heads dizzy from the blow and eyes half blinded -by the sudden darkness, we stumbled on, and brought out in a -passage-way, perhaps three feet wide and ten long, from which opened -four rooms: one the kitchen, a totally dark closet, not over six feet -square; a tiny grate, a chair, table, and a bunk in the wall, where -the servant slept, were all its furniture. The woman lighted a candle -to show us how convenient was this bunk for the maid "to lie." -Standing in the middle of the narrow passage, one could reach his head -into kitchen, parlor, and both bedrooms without changing his position. -The four rooms together would hardly have made one good-sized chamber. -Nothing but its exquisite neatness and order saved the place from -being insupportable! Even those would not save it when herring suppers -should be broiling in the closet surnamed kitchen. Up a still smaller, -narrower crevice in the wall led a second "self-contained stair," dark -as midnight, and so low roofed there was no standing upright in it, -even at the beginning. This led to what the landlady called the -"lodgers' flairt." We had not courage to venture up, though she was -exceedingly anxious to show us her seven good bedrooms, three double -and four single, which were nightly filled with lodgers, at a shilling -a night. - -Only the "verra rayspectable," she said, came to lodge with her. Her -husband was "verra pairticular." Trades-people from the country were -the chief of their customers, "an' the same a-comin' for seven year, -noo." No doubt she has as lively a pride, and gets as many -satisfactions between these narrow walls, as did the lords and ladies -of 1700. Evidently not the least of her satisfactions was the fact -that those lords and ladies had lived there before her. - -Nowhere are Auld Reekie's antitheses of new and old more emphasized -than in the Cowgate. In 1530 it was an elegant suburb. The city walls -even then extended to enclose it, and it was eloquently described, in -an old divine's writings, as the place "ubi nihil est humile aut -rusticum, sed omnia magnifica." - -In one of its grassy lanes the Earl of Galloway built a mansion. His -countess often went to pay visits to her neighbors, in great state, -driving six horses; and it not infrequently happened that when her -ladyship stepped into her coach, the leaders were standing opposite -the door at which she intended to alight. - -Here dwelt, in 1617, the famous "Tam o' the Cowgate," Earl of -Haddington, boon companion of King James, who came often to dine with -him, and gave him the familiar nickname of Tam. Tam was so rich he was -vulgarly believed to have the philosopher's stone; but he himself once -gave a more probable explanation of his wealth, saying that his only -secret lay in two rules,--"never to put off till to-morrow that which -could be done to-day," and "never to trust to another what his own -hand could execute." - -To-day there is not in all the world, outside the Jewish Ghetto of -Rome, so loathly wretched a street as this same Cowgate. Even at high -noon it is not always safe to walk through it; and there are many of -its wynds into which no man would go without protection of the police. -Simply to drive through it is harrowing. The place is indescribable. -It seems a perpetual and insatiable carnival of vice and misery. The -misery alone would be terrible enough to see; but the leering, -juggling, insolent vice added makes it indeed hellish. Every -curbstone, door-sill, alley mouth, window, swarms with faces out of -which has gone every trace of self-respect or decency; babies' faces -as bad as the worst, and the most aged faces worst of all. To pause on -the sidewalk is to be surrounded, in a moment, by a dangerous crowd of -half-naked boys and girls, whining, begging, elbowing, cursing, and -fighting. Giving of an alms is like pouring oil on a fire. The whole -gang is ablaze with envy and attack: the fierce and unscrupulous -pillage of the seventeenth century is re-enacted in miniature in the -Cowgate every day, when an injudicious stranger, passing through, -throws a handful of pennies to the beggars. The general look of -hopeless degradation in the spot is heightened by the great number of -old-clothes shops along the whole line of the street. In the days when -the Cowgate was an elegant suburb, the citizens were permitted by law -to extend their upper stories seven feet into the street, provided -they would build them of wood cut in the Borough Forest, a forest that -harbored robbers dangerous to the town. These projecting upper stories -are invaluable now to the old-clothes venders, who hang from them -their hideous wares, in double and treble lines, fluttering over the -heads and in the faces of passers-by; the wood of the Borough Forest -thus, by a strange irony of fate, still continuing to harbor dangers -to public welfare. If these close-packed tiers of dangling rags in the -Cowgate were run out in a straight single line, they would be miles -long; a sad beggars' arras to behold. The preponderance of tattered -finery in it adds to its melancholy: shreds of damask; dirty lace; -theatrical costumes; artificial flowers so crumpled, broken, and -soiled that they would seem to have been trodden in gutters,--there -was an indefinable horror in the thought that there could be even in -the Cowgate a woman creature who could think herself adorned by such -mockeries of blossoms. But I saw more than one poor soul look at them -with longing eyes, finger them, haggle at the price, and walk away -disappointed that she could not buy. - -The quaint mottoes here and there in the grimy walls, built in when -the Cowgate people were not only comfortable but pious, must serve -often now to point bitter jests among the ungodly. On one wretched, -reeking tenement is: "Oh, magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt -his name together. 1643." On another, "All my trist is in ye Lord." - -A token I saw in the Cowgate of one life there not without hope and -the capacity of enjoyment. It was in a small window, nine stories up -from the ground, in a wynd so close that hands might be clasped from -house to house across it. It was a tiny thing, but my eye fell on it -with as much relief as on a rift of blue sky in a storm: it was a -little green fern growing in a pot. Outside the window it stood, on a -perilously narrow ledge. As I watched it I grew frightened, lest the -wind should blow it down, or a vicious neighbor stone it off. It -seemed the brave signal flying of a forlorn hope, of a dauntless, -besieged soul that would never surrender; and I shall recollect it -long after every other picture of the Cowgate scenes has grown dim. - -The more respectable of the pawnbrokers' or second-hand-goods shops in -Edinburgh are interesting places to rummage. If there were no other -record of the slow decay and dwindling fortunes of the noble Scottish -folk, it could be read in the great number of small dealers in relics -of the olden time. - -Old buckles and brooches and clan badges; chains, lockets, seals, -rings; faded miniatures, on ivory or in mosaics, of women as far back -as Mary's time, loved then as well as was ever Mary herself, but -forgotten now as if they had never been; swords rusty, bent, battered, -and stained; spoons with forgotten crests; punch-ladles worn smooth -with the merry-makings of generations,--all these one may find in -scores of little one-roomed shops, kept perhaps by aged dames with the -very aroma of the antique Puritanism lingering about them still. - -In such a room as this I found a Scotch pebble brooch with a quaint -silver setting, reverently and cautiously locked in a glass case. On -the back of it had been scratched, apparently with a pin, "Margret -Fleming, from her brother." I bore it away with me triumphantly, sure -that it had belonged to an ancestor of Pet Marjorie. - -Almost as full of old-time atmosphere as the pawnbrokers' shops are -the antiquarian bookstores. Here one may possess himself, if he likes, -of well-thumbed volumes with heraldic crests on titlepages, dating -back to the earliest reading done by noble earls and baronets in -Scotland; even to the time when not to know how to read was no -indelible disgrace. In one of these shops, on the day I bought Margret -Fleming's brooch, I found an old torn copy of "Pet Marjorie." Speaking -of Dr. Brown and Rab to the bookseller,--himself almost a relic of -antiquity,--I was astonished and greatly amused to hear him reply: -"It's a' a feection.... He can't write without it.... I knoo that -darg.... A verra neece darg he was, but--a--a--a"--with a shake of the -head--"it's a verra neece story, verra neece.... He wrote it up, up; -not but that Rab was a verra neece darg. I knoo the darg wull." - -Not a word of more definite disclaimer or contradiction could I win -from the canny old Scot. But to have hastily called the whole story a -lee, from beginning to end, would hardly have shaken one's confidence -in it so much as did the thoughtful deliberation of his "He was a -verra neece darg. I knoo the darg wull." - -One of our "cawdies," during our stay in Edinburgh, was a remarkable -fellow. After being for twenty years a gentleman's servant, he had -turned his back on aristocracy, and betaken himself to the streets -for a living; driving cabs, or piloting strangers around the city, as -might be. But his earlier habits of good behavior were strong in him -still, and came to the surface quickly in associations which revived -them. His conversation reminded us forcibly of somebody's excellent -saying that Scotland would always be Scott-land. Not a line of Scott's -novels which this vagabond cawdie did not seemingly know by heart. -Scottish history, too, he had at his tongue's end, and its most -familiar episodes sounded new and entertaining as he phrased them. -Even the death of Queen Mary seemed freshly stated, as he put it, -when, after summing up the cruelties she had experienced at the hands -of Elizabeth, he wound up with, "And finally she beheaded her, and -that was the last of her,"--a succinctness of close which some of -Mary's historians would have done well to simulate. - -Of Jeanie Deans and Dumbiedikes he spoke as of old acquaintances. He -pointed out a spot in the misty blue distance where was Dumbiedikes' -house, where Jeanie's sweetheart dwelt, and where the road lay on -which Jeanie went to London. - -"It was there the old road to London lay; and wouldn't you think it -more natural, sir, that it was that way she went, and it was there she -met Dumbiedikes, and he gave her the purse? I'll always maintain, sir, -that it was there she got it." - -Of the two women, Jeanie Deans and Mary Queen of Scots, Jeanie was -evidently the vivider and more real in his thoughts. - -The second day of our stay in Edinburgh was a gay day in the castle. -The 71st Highlanders had just returned from a twelvemonth's stay at -Gibraltar. It was people's day. Everywhere the bronzed, tired, -happy-looking fellows, in their smartened uniforms, were to be -encountered, strolling, lounging, sitting with sweethearts or -wives,--more of the former than the latter. It struck me also that the -women were less good-looking than the men; but they were all -beautified by happiness, and the merry sounds of their laughter, and -the rumble of skittles playing filled all the place. Inside the -castle, the room in which the regalia were on exhibition was thronged -with country people, gazing reverently on its splendors. - -"Keep yer eye on't, as ye walk by, an' mark the changes o' 't," I -heard one old lady say to her husband, whose wandering gaze seemed to -her neglectful of the opportunity. - -A few gay-dressed women, escorted by officers, held themselves apart -from the soldiers' sweethearting, and were disposed, I thought, to -look a little scornfully on it. The soldiers did not seem to mind the -affront, if they saw it; no doubt, they thought their own sweethearts -far the better looking, and if they had ever heard of it would have -quoted with hearty good-will the old ballad,-- - - "The lassies o' the Cannongate, - Oh, they are wondrous nice: - They winna gie a single kiss, - But for a double price. - - "Gar hang them, gar hang them, - Hie upon a tree; - For we'll get better up the gate, - For a bawbee!" - -Most picturesque of all the figures to be seen in Edinburgh are the -Newhaven fishwives. With short, full blue cloth petticoats, reaching -barely to their ankles; white blouses and gay kerchiefs; big, -long-sleeved cloaks of the same blue cloth, fastened at the throat, -but flying loose, sleeves and all, as if thrown on in haste; the girls -bareheaded; the married women with white caps, standing up stiff and -straight in a point on the top of the head; two big wickerwork creels, -one above the other, full of fish, packed securely, on their broad -shoulders, and held in place by a stout leather strap passing round -their foreheads, they pull along at a steady, striding gait, up hill -and down, carrying weights that it taxes a man's strength merely to -lift. In fact, it is a fishwife's boast that she will run with a -weight which it takes two men to put on her back. By reason of this -great strength on the part of the women, and their immemorial habit of -exercising it; perhaps also from other causes far back in the early -days of Jutland, where these curious Newhaven fishing-folk are said to -have originated,--it has come about that the Newhaven men are a -singularly docile and submissive race. The wives keep all the money -which they receive for the fish, and the husbands take what is given -them,--a singular reversion of the situation in most communities. I -did not believe this when it was told me; so I stopped three fishwives -one day, and without mincing matters put the question direct to them. -Two of them were young, one old. The young women laughed saucily, and -the old woman smiled; but they all replied unhesitatingly, that they -had the spending of all the money. - -"It's a' spent i' the hoos," said one, anxious not to be thought too -selfish,--"it's a' spent i' the hoos. The men, they cam home an' tak -their sleep, an' then they'll be aff agen." - -"It 'ud never do for the husbands to stoop in tha city, an' be -spendin' a' the money," added the old woman, with severe emphasis. - -I learned afterward that on the present system of buying and selling -the fish, the fishermen do receive from their labor an income -independent of their wives. They are the first sellers of the -fish,--selling them in quantity to the wholesale dealers, who sell in -turn at auction to the "retail trade," represented by the wives. This -seems an unjust system, and is much resented by both husbands and -wives; but it has been established by law, and there is no help for -it. It came in with the introduction of the steam trawlers. "They're -the deestrooction o' the place," said one of the fish women. "A mon -canna go oot wi' his lines an' mak a livin' noo. They just drag -everything; they tak a' the broods; they're dooin' a worrld o' harrm. -There's somethin' a dooin' aboot it in the House o' Commons, noo, but -a canna till hoo it wull go. They ull be the deestrooction o' this -place, if they're na pit stop to." And she shook her fist vindictively -at a puffing trawler which had just pushed away from the wharf. - -Whoever would see the Newhaven fishwives at their best must be on the -Newhaven wharf by seven o'clock in the morning, on a day when the -trawlers come in and the fish is sold. The scene is a study for a -painter. - -The fish are in long, narrow boxes, on the wharf, ranged at the base -of the sea wall; some sorted out, in piles, each kind by itself: -skates, with their long tails, which look vicious, as if they could -kick; hake, witches, brill, sole, flounders, huge catfish, crayfish, -and herrings, by the ton. The wall is crowded with men, Edinburgh -fishmongers, come to buy cheap on the spot. The wall is not over two -feet wide; and here they stand, lean over, jostle, slip by to right -and left of each other, and run up and down in their eager haste to -catch the eye of one auctioneer, or to get first speech with another. -The wharf is crowded with women,--an army in blue, two hundred, three -hundred, at a time; white caps bobbing, elbows thrusting, shrill -voices crying, fiery blue eyes shining, it is a sight worth going to -Scotland for. If one has had an affection for Christie Johnstone, it -is a delightful return of his old admiration for her. A dozen faces -which might be Christie's own are flashing up from the crowd; one -understands on the instant how that best of good stories came to be -written. A man with eyes in his head and a pen in his hand could not -have done less. Such fire, such honesty, such splendor of vitality, -kindle the women's faces. To spend a few days among them would be to -see Christie Johnstone dramatized on all sides. - -On the morning when I drove out from Edinburgh to see this scene, a -Scotch mist was simmering down,--so warm that at first it seemed of no -consequence whatever, so cold that all of a sudden one found himself -pierced through and through with icy shivers. This is the universal -quality of a Scotch mist or drizzle. - -The Newhaven wharf is a narrow pier running out to sea. On one side -lay the steam trawlers, which had just unloaded their freight; on the -other side, on the narrow, rampart-like wall of stone, swarmed the -fishmonger men. In this line I took my place, and the chances of the -scramble. Immediately the jolly fishwives caught sight of me, and -began to nod and smile. They knew very well I was there to "speir" at -them. - -"Ye'll tak cauld!" cried one motherly old soul, with her white hair -blowing wildly about almost enough to lift the cap off her head. "Com -doon! Ye'll tak cauld." - -I smiled, and pointed to my water-proof cloak, down which, it must be -admitted, the "mist" was trickling in streams, while the cloak itself -flapped in the wind like a loose sail. She shook her head scornfully. - -"It's a grat plass to tak cauld!" she cried. "Ye'll doo wull to com -doon." - -There were three auctioneers: one, a handsome, fair-haired, blue-eyed -young fellow, was plainly a favorite with the women. They flocked -after him as he passed from one to another of the different lots of -fish. They crowded in close circles around him, three and four deep; -pushing, struggling, rising on tiptoes to look over each other's -shoulders and get sight of the fish. - -"What's offered for this lot o' fine herrings? One! One and sax! -Thrippence ha'! Going, going, gone!" rang above all the clatter and -chatter of the women's tongues. It was so swift that it seemed over -before it was fairly begun; and the surging circles had moved along to -a new spot and a new trade. The eyes of the women were fixed on the -auctioneer's eyes; they beckoned; they shook forefingers at him; now -and then a tall, stalwart one, reaching over less able-bodied -comrades, took him by the shoulder, and compelled him to turn her way; -one, most fearless of all, literally gripped him by the ear and pulled -his head around, shrieking out her bid. When the pressure got -unbearable, the young fellow would shake himself like a Newfoundland -dog, and, laughing good-naturedly, whirl his arms wide round to clear -a breathing space; the women would fall back a pace or two, but in a -moment the rings would close up again, tighter than ever. - -The efforts of those in the outer ring to break through or see over -the inner ones were droll. Arms and hands and heads seemed fairly -interlinked and interwoven. Sometimes a pair of hands would come into -sight, pushing their way between two bodies, low down,--just the two -hands, nothing more, breaking way for themselves, as if in a thicket -of underbrush; presently the arms followed; and then, with a quick -thrust of the arms to right and left, the space would be widened -enough to let in the head, and when that was fairly through the -victory was won. Straightening herself with a big leap, the woman -bounded in front of the couple she had so skilfully separated, and a -buzzing "bicker" of angry words would rise for a moment; but there was -no time to waste in bad temper where bargains were to be made or lost -in the twinkling of an eye. - -An old sailor, who stood near me on the wall, twice saved me from -going backwards into the sea, in my hasty efforts to better my -standpoint. He also seemed to be there simply as a spectator, and I -asked him how the women knew what they were buying; buying, as they -did, by the pile or the box. - -"Oh, they'll giss, verra near," he said; "they've an eye on the fish -sense they're bawn. God knows it's verra little they mak," he added, -"an' they'll carry's much's two men o' us can lift. They're extrawnery -strang." - -As a lot of catfish were thrown down at our feet, he looked at them -with a shudder and exclaimed,-- - -"I'd no eat that." - -"Why not?" said I. "Are they not good?" - -"Ah, I'd no eat it," he replied, with a look of superstitious terror -spreading over his face. "It doesna look richt." - -A fresh trawler came in just as the auction had nearly ended. The -excitement renewed itself fiercely. The crowd surged over to the -opposite side of the pier, and a Babel of voices arose. The skipper -was short and fat, and in his dripping oilskin suit looked like a -cross between a catfish and a frog. - -"Here, you Rob," shouted the auctioneer, "what do you add to this fine -lot o' herrin'?" - -"Herring be d----d!" growled the skipper, out of temper, for some -reason of his own; at which a whirring sound of ejaculated -disapprobation burst from the women's lips. - -The fish were in great tanks on the deck. Quickly the sailors dipped -up pails of the sea-water, dashed it over them, and piled them into -baskets, in shining, slippery masses: the whole load was on the pier, -sorted, and sold in a few minutes. - -Then the women settled down to the work of assorting and packing up -their fish. One after another they shouldered their creels and set off -for Edinburgh. They seemed to have much paying back and forth of -silver among themselves, one small piece of silver that I noticed -actually travelling through four different hands in the five minutes -during which I watched it. Each woman wore under her apron, in front, -a sort of apron-like bag, in which she carried her money. There was -evidently rivalry among them. They spied closely on each other's -loads, and did some trafficking and exchange before they set off. One -poor old creature had bought only a few crayfish, and as she lifted -her creel to her back, and crawled away, the women standing by looked -over into her basket, and laughed and jeered at her; but she gave no -sign of hearing a word they said. - -Some of them were greatly discontented with their purchases when they -came to examine them closely, especially one woman who had bought a -box of flounders. She emptied them on the ground, and sorted the few -big ones, which had been artfully laid on the top; then, putting the -rest, which were all small, in a pile by themselves, she pointed -contemptuously to the contrast, and, with a toss of her head, ran -after the auctioneer, and led him by the sleeve back to the spot where -her fish lay. She was as fierce as Christie herself could have been at -the imposition. She had paid the price for big flounders, and had got -small ones. The auctioneer opened his book and took out his pencil to -correct the entry which had been made against her. - -"Wull, tak aff saxpence," he said. - -"Na! na!" cried she. "They're too dear at seven saxpence." - -"Wull, tak aff a saxpence; it is written noo,--seven shillin'." - -She nodded, and began packing up the flounders. - -"Will you make something on them at that price?" I asked her. - -"Wull, I'll mak me money back," she replied; but her eyes twinkled, -and I fancy she had got a very good bargain, as bargains go in -Newhaven; it being thought there a good day's work to clear three -shillings,--a pitiful sum, when a woman, to earn it, must trudge from -Newhaven to Edinburgh (two miles) with a hundred pounds of fish on her -back, and then toil up and down Edinburgh hills selling it from door -to door. One shilling on every pound is the auctioneer's fee. He has -all the women's names in his book, and it is safe to trust them; they -never seek to cheat, or even to put off paying. "They'd rather pay -than not," the blue-eyed auctioneer said to me. "They're the honestest -folks i' the warld." - -As the last group was dispersing, one old woman, evidently in a state -of fierce anger, approached and poured out a torrent of Scotch as -bewildering and as unintelligible to me as if it had been Chinese. Her -companions gazed at her in astonishment; presently they began to -reply, and in a few seconds there was as fine a "rippet" going on as -could have been heard in Cowgate in Tam's day. At last a woman of near -her own age sprang forward, and approaching her with a determined -face, lifted her right hand with an authoritative gesture, and said in -vehement indignation, which reminded me of Christie again,-- - -"Keep yersil, an' haud yer tongue, noo!" - -"What is she saying?" I asked. "What is the matter?" - -"Eh, it is jist nathin' at a'," she replied. "She's thet angry, she -doesna knaw hersil." - -The faces of the Newhaven women are full of beauty, even those of the -old women: their blue eyes are bright and laughing, long after the sea -wind and sun have tanned and shrivelled their skins and bleached their -hair. Blue eyes and yellow hair are the predominant type; but there -are some faces with dark hazel eyes of rare beauty and very dark -hair,--still more beautiful,--which, spite of its darkness, shows -glints of red in the sun. The dark blue of their gowns and cloaks is -the best color-frame and setting their faces could have; the bunched -fulness of the petticoat is saved from looking clumsy by being so -short, and the cloaks are in themselves graceful garments. The walking -in a bent posture, with such heavy loads on the back, has given to all -the women an abnormal breadth of hip, which would be hideous in any -other dress than their own. This is so noticeable that I thought -perhaps they wore under their skirts, to set them out, a roll, such as -is worn by some of the Bavarian peasants. But when I asked one of the -women, she replied,-- - -"Na, na, jist the flannel; a' tuckit." - -"Tucked all the way up to the belt?" said I. - -"Na, na," laughing as if that were a folly never conceived of,--"na, -na." And in a twinkling she whipped her petticoat high up, to show me -the under petticoat, of the same heavy blue cloth, tucked only a few -inches deep. Her massive hips alone were responsible for the strange -contour of her figure. - -The last person to leave the wharf was a young man with a creel of -fish on his back. My friend the sailor glanced at him with contempt. - -"There's the only man in all Scotland that 'ud be seen carryin' a -creel o' fish on his back like a woman," said he. "He's na pride aboot -him." - -"But why shouldn't men carry creels?" I asked. "I'm sure it is very -hard work for women." - -The sailor eyed me for a moment perplexedly, and then as if it were -waste of words to undertake to explain self-evident propositions, -resumed,-- - -"He worked at it when he was a boy, with his mother; an' now he's no -pride left. There's the whole village been at him to get a barrow; but -he'll not do't. He's na pride aboot him." - -What an interesting addition it would be to the statistics of foods -eaten by different peoples to collect the statistics of the different -foods with which pride's hunger is satisfied in different countries! -Its stomach has as many and opposite standards as the human digestive -apparatus. It is, like everything else, all and only a question of -climate. Not a nabob anywhere who gets more daily satisfaction out of -despising his neighbors than the Newhaven fishermen do out of their -conscious superiority to this poor soul, who lugs his fish in a basket -on his back like a woman, and has "na pride aboot him." - -If I had had time and opportunity to probe one layer farther down in -Newhaven society, no doubt I should have come upon something which -even this pariah, the fish-carrying man, would scorn to be seen doing. - -After the last toiling fishwife had disappeared in the distance, and -the wharf and the village had quieted down into sombre stillness, I -drove to "The Peacock," and ate bread and milk in a room which, if it -were not the very one in which Christie and her lover supped, at least -looked out on the same sea they looked upon. And a very gray, ugly sea -it was, too; just such an one as used to stir Christie's soul with a -heat of desire to spin out into it, and show the boys she was without -fear. On the stony beach below the inn a woman was spreading linen to -dry. Her motions as she raised and bent, and raised and bent, over her -task were graceful beyond measure. Scuds of rain-drops swept by now -and then; and she would stop her work, and straightening herself into -a splendid pose, with one hand on her hip, throw back her head, and -sweep the whole sky with her look, uncertain whether to keep on with -her labor or not; then bend again, and make greater haste than before. - -As I drove out of the village I found a knot of the women gossiping at -a corner. They had gathered around a young wife, who had evidently -brought out her baby for the village to admire. It was dressed in very -"braw attire" for Newhaven,--snowy white, and embroidery, and blue -ribbons. It was but four weeks old, and its tiny red face was nearly -covered up by the fine clothes. I said to a white-haired woman in the -group,-- - -"Do you recollect when it was all open down to the sea here,--before -this second line of newer cottages was built?" - -She shook her head and replied, "I'm na so auld 's I luik; my hair it -wentit white--" After a second's pause, and turning her eyes out to -sea as she spoke, she added, "A''t once it wentit white." - -A silence fell on the group, and looks were exchanged between the -women. I drove away hastily, feeling as one does who has unawares -stepped irreverently on a grave. Many grief-stricken queens have trod -the Scottish shores; the centuries still keep their memory green, and -their names haunt one's thoughts in every spot they knew. But more -vivid to my memory than all these returns and returns the thought of -the obscure fisherwoman whose hair, from a grief of which the world -never heard, "a' 't once wentit white." - - -CHESTER STREETS. - -If it be true, as some poets think, that every spot on earth is full -of poetry, then it is certainly also true that each place has its own -distinctive measure; an indigenous metre, so to speak, in which, and -in which only, its poetry will be truly set or sung. - -The more one reflects on this, in connection with the spots and places -he has known best in the world, the truer it seems. Memories and -impressions group themselves in subtle co-ordinations to prove it. -There are surely woods which are like stately sonnets, and others of -which the truth would best be told in tender lyrics; brooks which are -jocund songs, and mountains which are Odes to Immortality. Of cities -and towns it is perhaps even truer than of woods and mountains; -certainly, no less true. For instance, it would be a bold poet who -should attempt to set pictures of Rome in any strain less solemn than -the epic; and is it too strong a thing to say that only a foolish one -would think of framing a Venice glimpse or memory in anything save -dreamy songs, with dreamiest refrains? Endless vistas of reverie open -to the imagination once entered on the road of this sort of -fancy,--reveries which play strange pranks with both time and place, -endow the dreamer with a sort of _post facto_ second sight, and leave -him, when suddenly roused, as lost as if he had been asleep for a -century. For sensations of this kind Chester is a "hede and chefe -cyte." Simply to walk its streets is to step to time and tune of -ballads; the very air about one's ears goes lilting with them; the -walls ring; the gates echo; choruses rollic round corners,--ballads, -always ballads, or, if not a ballad, a play, none the less lively,--a -play with pageants and delightful racket. - -Such are the measure and metre to-day of "The Cyte of Legyons, that is -Chestre in the marches of Englonde, towards Wales, betwegne two armes -of the see, that bee named Dee and Mersee. Thys cyte in tyme of -Britons was hede and chefe cyte of Venedocia, that is North Wales. -Thys cyte in Brytyshe speech bete Carthleon, Chestre in Englyshe, and -Cyte of Legyons also. For there laye a wynter, the legyons that Julius -Cæsar sent to wyne Irlonde. And after, Claudius Cæsar sent legyons out -of the cyte for to wynn the Islands that bee called Orcades. Thys cyte -hath plenty of cyne land, of corn, of flesh, and specyally of samon. -Thys cyte receyveth grate marchandyse and sendeth out also. -Northumbres destroyed this cyte but Elfleda Lady of Mercia bylded it -again and made it mouch more." - -This is what was written of Chester, more than six hundred years ago, -by one Ranulph Higden, a Chester Abbey monk,--him who wrote those old -miracle plays, except for which we very like had never had such a -thing as a play at all, and William Shakspeare had turned out no -better than many another Stratford man. - -All good Americans who reach England go to Chester. They go to see the -cathedral, and to buy old Queen Anne furniture. The cathedral is very -good in its way, the way of all cathedrals, and the old Queen Anne -furniture is now quite well made; but it is a marvel that either -cathedral or shop can long hold a person away from Chester streets. -One cannot go amiss in them; at each step he is, as it were, -button-holed by a gable, an arch, a pavement, a door-sill, a sign, or -a gate with a story to tell. A story, indeed? A hundred, or more; and -if anybody doubts them, or has by reason of old age, or -over-occupation with other matters, got them confused in his mind, all -he has to do is to step into a public library, which is kept in a very -private way, in a by-street, by two aged Cestrian citizens and a -parish boy. Here, if he can convince these venerable Cestrians of his -respectability, he may go a-junketing by himself in that delicious -feast of an old book, the "Vale-Royale" of England, published in -London in 1656, and written, I believe, a half-century or so earlier. - -Never was any bit of country more praised than this beautiful Chester -County, "pleasant and abounding in plenteousness of all things -needful and necessary for man's use, insomuch that it merited and had -the name of the Vale-Royale of England." - -The old writer continues:-- - - "The ayr is very wholesome, insomuch that the people of the - Country are seldome infected with Diseases or Sicknesses; - neither do they use the help of the Physicians nothing so much - as in other countries. For when any of them are sick they make - him a Posset and tye a kerchief on his head, and if that will - not amend him, then God be merciful to him!" - -And of the river Dee,-- - - "To which water no man can express how much this ancient city - hath been beholden; nay, I suppose if I should call it the - Mother, the Nurse, the Maintainer, the Advancer and Preserver - thereof, I should not greatly erre." - -And again, of the shifting "sands o' Dee," this ancient and devout -man, taking quite another view than that of the thoughtless or pensive -lyrists, later, says,-- - - "The changing and shifting of the water gave some occasion to - the Britons in that Infancy of the Christian Religion to - attribute some divine honor and estimation to the said water: - though I cannot believe that to be any cause of the name of - it." - -His pious deduction from the exceeding beauty of the situation of the -city is that it is "worthy, according to the Eye, to be called a city -guarded with Watch of Holy and Religious men, and through the Mercy of -our Saviour always fenced and fortified with the merciful assistance -of the Almighty." To keep it thus guarded, the monks of Vale-Royale -did their best. Witness the terms in which their grant was couched:-- - - "All the mannours, churches, lands and tenements aforesaid, in - free pure and perpetual alms forever; with Homages, Rents, - Demesnes, Villenages, Services of Free Holders and Bond, with - Villains and their Families, Advowsons, Wards, Reliefs, - Escheates, Woods, Plains, Meadows, Pastures, Wayes, Pathes, - Heaths, Turfs, Forests, Waters, Ponds, Parks, Fishing, Mills in - Granges, Cottages within Borough and without, and in all other - places with all Easments, Liberties, Franchises and Free - Customs any way belonging to the aforesaid Mannours, Churches, - lands and tenements." - -Plainly, if the devil or any of his followers were caught in the -Vale-Royale, they could be legally ejected as trespassers. - -He was not, however, without an eye to worldly state, this devout -writer, for he speaks with evident pride of the fine show kept up by -the mayor of Chester:-- - - "The Estate that the Mayor of Chester keepeth is great. For he - hath both Sword Bearer and Mace Bearer Sergeants, with their - silver maces, in as good and decent order as in any other city - in England. His housekeeping accordingly; but not so chargeable - as in all other cities, because all thing are better cheap - there.... He remaineth, most part of the day at a place called - the Pendice which is a brave place builded for the purpose at - the high Crosse under St. Peters Church, and in the middest of - the city, of such a sort that a man may stand therein and see - into the markets or four principal streets of the city." - -Nevertheless, there was once a mayor of Chester who did not see all he -ought to have seen in the principal streets of the city; for his own -daughter, out playing ball "with other maids, in the summer time, in -Pepur Street," stole away from her companions, and ran off with her -sweetheart, through one of the city gates, at the foot of that street, -which gate the enraged mayor ordered closed up forever, as if that -would do any good; and some sharp-tongued and sensible Cestrian -immediately phrased the illogical action in a proverb: "When the -daughter is stolen, shut the Pepur gate." This saying is to be heard -in Chester to this day, and is no doubt lineal ancestor of our own -broader apothegm, "When the mare's stolen, lock the stable." - -There are many lively stories about mayors of Chester. There was a -mayor in 1617 who made a very learned speech to King James, when he -rode in through East Gate, with all the train soldiers of the city -standing in order, "each company with their ensigns in seemly sort," -the array stretching up both sides of East Gate Street. This mayor's -name was Charles Fitton. He delivered his speech to the king; -presented to him a "standing cup with a cover double gilt, and therein -a hundred jacobins of gold;" likewise delivered to him the city's -sword, and afterward bore it before him, in the procession. But when -King James proposed, in return for all these civilities, to make a -knight of him, Charles Fitton sturdily refused; which was a thing so -strange for its day and generation that one is instantly possessed by -a fire of curiosity to know what Charles Fitton's reasons could have -been for such contempt of a knight's title. No doubt there is a story -hanging thereby,--something to do with a lady-love, not unlikely; and -a fine ballad it would make, if one but knew it. The records, however, -state only the bare fact. - -Then there was, a hundred years later than this, a man who got to be -mayor of Chester by a very strange chance. He was a ribbon-weaver, in -a small way, kept a shop in Shoemaker's Row, and lived in a little -house backing on the Falcon Inn. All of a sudden he blossomed out into -a rich silk-mercer; bought a fine estate just outside the city, built -a grand house, and generally assumed the airs and manners of a -dignitary. As is the way of the world now, so then: people soon took -him at his surface showing, forgot all about the mystery of his sudden -wealth, and presently made him mayor of Chester. Afterward it came -out, though never in such fashion that anything was done about it, how -the mayor got his money. Just before the mysterious rise in his -fortunes, a great London banking-house had been robbed of a large sum -of money by one of its clerks, who ran away, came to Chester, and went -into hiding at the Falcon Inn. He was tracked and overtaken late one -night. Hearing his pursuers on the stairs, he sprang from his bed and -threw the treasure bags out of the window, plump into the -ribbon-weaver's back-yard; where the disappointed constables naturally -never thought of looking, and went back to London much chagrined, -carrying only the man, and no money. None of the money having been -found on the robber, he escaped conviction, but subsequently, for -another offence, was tried, convicted, and executed. I take it for -granted that it must have been he who told in his last hours what he -did with the money bags: for certainly no one else knew,--that is, no -one else except Mr. Samuel Jarvis, the ribbon-weaver, who, much -astonished, had picked them up before daylight, the morning after they -had been thrown into his back-yard. It is certain that he kept his -mouth shut, and proceeded to turn the money to the best possible -account in the shortest possible time. But an evil fate seemed to -attach to the dishonestly gotten riches; Jarvis dying without issue, -his estate all went to a man named Doe, "a gardener, at Greg's Pit," -whose sons and grandsons spent the last penny of it in riotous living. -So there is now "nothing to show for" that money, for the stealing of -which one man was tried for his life, and another man made mayor of -Chester; which would all come in capitally in a ballad, if a -ballad-monger chose. - -Of the famous Chester Rows, nobody has ever yet contrived to give a -description intelligible to one who had not seen them. The more -familiarly they are known, the more fantastic and bewildering they -seem, and the less one is sure how to speak of them. Whether it is -that the sidewalk goes upstairs, or the front second-story bedroom -comes down into the street; whether the street itself be in the -basement or the cellar, or the sidewalk be on the roofs of the -houses;--where any one of them all begins or leaves off, it would be a -courageous narrator that tried to explain. They appear to have been as -much of a puzzle two hundred years ago as to-day; for the devout old -chronicler of the Vale-Royale, essaying to describe them, wrote the -following paragraph, which, delicious as it is to those who know -Chester, I think must be a stumbling-block and foolishness to those -who do not. He says there is "a singular property of praise to this -city, whereof I know not the like of any other: there be towards the -street fair rooms, both for shops and dwelling-houses, to which there -is rather a descent than an equal height with the floor or pavement of -the street. Yet the principal dwelling-houses and shops for the -chiefest Trades are mounted a story higher, and before the Doors and -Entries a continued Row, on either side the street, for people to pass -to and fro all along the said houses, out of all annoyance of Rain, or -other foul weather, with stairs fairly built, and neatly maintained to -step down out of those Rowes into the open streets: almost at every -second house: and the said Rowes built over the head with such of the -Chambers and Rooms for the most part as are the best rooms in every -one of the said houses. - -"It approves itself to be of most excellent use, both for dry and easy -passage of all sorts of people upon their necessary occasions, as -also for the sending away, of all or the most Passengers on foot from -the passage of the street, amongst laden and empty Carts, loaden and -travelling Horses, lumbering Coaches, Beer Carts, Beasts, Sheep, -Swine, and all annoyances, which what a confused trouble it makes in -other cities, especially where great stirring is, there's none that -can be ignorant." - -He also suggests another advantage of this arrangement, which seems by -no means unlikely to have been part of its original reason for being; -namely, that "when the enemy entered they might avoid the danger of -the Horsemen, and might annoy the Enemies as they passed through the -Streets." Probably in this writer's day the marvel of the construction -of the Rows was even greater than it is now; in many instances the -first story was excavated out of solid rock, so you began by going -downstairs at the outset. These first stories of the ancient Cestrians -are beneath the cellars of the Rows to-day; and every now and then, in -deepening a vault or cellar-way, workmen come on old Roman altars, -built there by the "Legyons" of Julius, or Claudius Cæsar, dedicated -to "Nymphs and Fountains," or other genii of the day; baths, too, with -their pillars and perforated tiles still in place, as they were in the -days when cleanly and luxurious Roman soldiers took Turkish baths -there, after hot victories. Knowing about these lower strata adds a -weird charm to the fascination of strolling along in the balconies -above, looking in, now at a jeweller's window, now at a smart -haberdashery shop, now at some neat housekeeper's bedroom window, now -into a mysterious chink-like passage-way winding off into the heart of -the building; and then, perhaps, presto! descending a staircase a few -feet, to another tier of similar shop-windows, domiciles, garret -alleys, and dormer-window bazars; and the next thing, plump down -again, ten feet or so more, into the very street itself. Indeed are -they, as the "Vale-Royale" says, "a singular property of praise to -this city, whereof I know not the like of any other." - -One manifest use and enjoyment of this medley of in and out, up and -down, above and below, balconies, basements, attics, dormer windows, -gables, and casements, the old chronicler failed to mention, but there -can never have been a day or a generation which has not discovered -it, and that is the convenient overlooking of all that goes on in the -street below. What rare and comfortable nooks for the spying on -processions, and all manner of shows and spectacles! To sit snug in -one's best chamber, ten feet above the street, ten feet out into it, -with windows looking up and down the highway,--what vantage it must -have been in the days when the Miracle Plays went wheeling along from -street to street, played on double scaffolded carts; the players -attiring themselves on the lower scaffold, while the play was -progressing on the upper! They began to do this in Chester in the year -of our Lord 1268. There were generally in use at one time twenty-four -of the wheeled stages; as soon as one play was over, its stage was -wheeled along to the next street, and another took its place. The -plays were called Mysteries, and were devised for the giving of -instruction in the Old and New Testament, which had been so long -sealed books to the people. Luther gave them his sanction, saying, -"Such spectacles often do more good and produce more impression than -sermons." - -The old chronicles are full of quaint and interesting entries in -regard to these plays. The different trades and guilds of the city -represented different acts in the holy dramas:-- - -The Barkers and Tanners, _The Fall of Lucifer_. - -Drapers and Hosiers, _The Creation of the World_. - -Drawers of Dee and Water Leaders, _Noe and his Shippe_. - -Barbers, Wax Chandlers, and Leeches, _Abraham and Isaac_. - -Cappers, Wire Drawers, and Pinners, _Balak and Balaam with Moses_. - -Wrights, Slaters, Tylers, Daubers, and Thatchers, _The Nativity_. - -In 1574 these plays were played for the last time. There had been -several attempts before to suppress them. One Chester mayor, Henry -Hardware by name, being a "godly and zealous man, caused the gyauntes -in the mid-somer show to be broken up, not to go; and the devil in his -feathers he put awaye, and the caps, and the canes, and dragon and the -naked boys." - -But it was reserved for another mayor, Sir John Savage, Knight, to -have the honor of finally putting an end to the pageants. "Sir John -Savage, knight, being Mayor of Chester, which was the laste time they -were played, and we praise God, and praye that we see not the like -profanation of holy Scriptures, but O, the mercie of God for the time -of our ignorance!" says an old history, written in 1595. - -At intervals between these pious suppressions, carnal and -pleasure-loving persons made great efforts to restore the plays; and -there are some very curious accounts of expenditures made in Chester, -under mayors less godly than Hardware and Savage, for the -rehabilitation of some of the old properties of the sacred pageants:-- - - "For finding all the materials with the workmanship of the four - great giants, all to be made new, as neere as may be, lyke as - they were before, at five pounds a giant, the least that can - be, and four men to carry them at two shillings and sixpence - each." - -These redoubtable giants, which could not be made at less than five -pounds apiece, were constructed out of "hoops, deal boards, nails, -pasteboard, scale-board, paper of various sorts, buckram size cloth, -old sheets for their bodies, sleeves and shirts, tinsille, tinfoil, -gold and silver leaf, colors of different kinds, and glue in -abundance." Last, not least, came the item, "For arsknick to put into -the paste to save the giants from being eaten by the rats, one -shilling and fourpence." - -It is at first laughable to think of a set of city fathers summing up -such accounts as these for a paper baby show, but upon second thought -the question occurs whether city funds are any better administered in -these days. The paper giants, feathered devils, and dragons were -cheaper than champagne suppers and stationery now-a-days in "hede and -chefe" cities. - -When the Mystery Plays were finally forbidden, it seemed dull times -for a while in Chester; but at last the people contrived an ingenious -resuscitation of the old amusements under new names, and with new -themes, to which nobody could object. They dramatized old stories, -legends, histories of kings, and the like. The story of Æneas and -Queen Dido was one of the first played. No doubt all the "gyauntes" -and hobble-de-horses which had not been eaten up by rats and moths -came in as effectively in the second dispensation as in the first. The -only one of the later plays of which an account has been preserved was -played in 1608, in honor of the oldest son of James I., by the sheriff -of Chester, who himself wrote a flaming account of it. He says:-- - - "Zeal produced it, love devized it, boyes performed it, men - beheld it, and none but fools dispraised it.... The chiefest - part of this people-pleasing spectacle consisted in three Bees, - that is, Boyes, Beastes, and Bels." - -Allegory, mythology, music, fireworks, and ground and lofty tumbling -were jumbled together in a fine way, in the sheriff's show. Envy was -on horseback with a wreath of snakes around her head; Plenty, Peace, -Fame, and Joy were personated; Mercury came down from heaven with -wings, in a cloud; a "wheele of fire burning very cunningly, with -other fireworks, mounted the Crosse by the assistance of ropes, in the -midst of heavenly melody;" and, to top off with, a grotesque figure -climbed up to the top of the "Crosse," and stood on his head, with his -feet in the air, "very dangerously and wonderfully to the view of the -beholders, and casting fireworks very delightfull." Truly, the -sheriff's language seems hardly too strong, when he says that none but -fools dispraised his spectacle. - -These secular shows never attained the popularity of the old Mystery -Plays. That mysterious halo of attraction which always invests the -forbidden undoubtedly heightened the reputed charm of the -never-more-to-be-seen sacred pageants, and led people to continually -depreciate the value of all entertainments offered as substitutes for -them. Probably in the midst of the heavenly melodies and "fireworks -very delightfull," at the sheriff's grand show, old men went about -shaking their heads regretfully, and saying, "Ah, but you should have -seen the gyaunts we used to have forty years ago, and the way they -played the Fall of Lucifer in 1574; there's never been anything like -it since;" and immediately all the young people who had never seen a -Miracle Play began to be full of dissatisfied wonder as to what they -were like. - -But what the shows and pageants lacked in the early days of the -seventeenth century, grand processions went a long way towards making -up. It is evident that Chester people never missed an occasion for -turning out in fine array; and there being always somebody who took -the trouble to write a full account of the parade, we of to-day know -almost as much about it as if we had been on the spot. The old -chronicles in the Chester public library are running over with quaint -and gay stories of such doings as the following: - - "Came to Chester, being Saturday, the Duchess of Tremoyle, from - France, mother-in-law to the Lord Strange: and all the Gentry - of Cheshier, Flintshier, and Denbighshier went to meet her at - Hoole's Heath, with the Earl of Derby; being at least six - hundred horse. All the Gentle Men of the artelery yard lately - erected in Chester, met her in Cow Lane, in very stately - manner, all with greate white and blew fethers, and went before - her chariot, in march, to the Bishop's Pallas, and making a - yard, let her thro the middest, and then gave her three volleys - of shot, and so returned to their yard.... So many knights, - esquires, and Gentle Men never were in Chester, no, not to meet - King James when he went to Chester." - -This Cow Lane is now called Frodsham Street; and on one of its corners -is the building in which William Penn, in his day, preached more than -once, setting forth doctrines which the Duchess of Tremoyle would have -much disrelished in her day, as would also the "artelery Gentle Men" -with their "greate white and blew fethers." King James himself is said -to have once dropped in at this Quaker meeting-house when Penn was -preaching, and to have sat, attentive, through the entire discourse. - -And so we come down through the centuries, from the pasteboard -"gyaunt" and glued dragon, winged Mercury with fire-wheel, Duchess of -Tremoyle with her plumed horsemen, to the grim but gentle Quaker, -holding feathers pernicious, plays deadly, and permitting to the -people nothing but plain yea and nay. Of all this, and worlds more -like it, and gayer and wilder,--sadder, too,--is the Chester air so -brimful that, as I said in the beginning, it seems perpetually to go -lilting about one's ears. - -Leaving the library, with its quaint and fascinating old records, and -turning aside at intervals from the more ancient landmarks of the -streets to observe the ways and conditions of the Cestrians now, the -traveller is no less repaid. Every rod of the sidewalk is a study for -its present as well as for its past. The venders are a guild by -themselves, as much to-day as they were in the sixteenth century. They -build up their stuffs, their old chairs, chests, brooms, crockery and -tinware, in stacks of confusion, in shelf-like balconies, on beams -hanging overhead and in corners and nooks underfoot, all along the -most ancient of the Rows. It is a piece of good luck to walk past half -a dozen doors there without jostling something on the right or left, -and bringing down a clattering pile on one's heels. From shadowy -recesses, men and women eager for trade dart out, eying the stranger -sharply. They are connoisseurs in customers, if in nothing else, the -Cestrian dealers of to-day. They know at a glance who will give ten -shillings and sixpence for a cream jug without any nose, and with a -big crack in one side, on the bare chance of its being old Welsh. -There is much excuse for their spreading out their goods over the -highway, as they do, for the shops themselves are closets,--six by -eight, eight by ten; ten by twelve is a spacious mart, in comparison -with the average. Deprived of the outside nooks between the pillars of -the arcade, the dealers would be sorely put to it for room. It is -becoming, however, a disputed question whether the renting of these -shops includes any right to the covered ways in front of them; and -there is great anxiety among the inhabitants of the more dilapidated -portions of the Rows in consequence. - -"There's a deespute with the corporation, mem, as to whether we hown -the stalls or not," said an energetic furniture-wife (if fish-wife, -why not furniture-wife?) to me one day, as I was laughingly steering a -cautious passage among her shaky pyramids of fourth or twentieth hand -furniture. "It's lasted a while now, an' they've not forced us to give -'em hup as yet; but I'm afeard they may bring it about," she added, -with the dogged humility of her class. "They've everything their own -way,--the corporation." - -It is worth while to take a turn down some of the crevice-like alleys -in these Rows, and see where the people live; see also where the -nobility gets part of its wherewithal to eat, drink, and be clothed. - -Often there is to be seen at the far end of these crevices a point of -sunlight; like the gleaming point of light seen ahead, in going -through a rayless tunnel. This betokens a tiny court-yard in the rear. -These court-yards are always well worth seeing. They are paved, -sometimes with tiles evidently hundreds of years old. The different -properties of the dozens of families living in tenements opening on -the court are arranged around its sides, apparently each family -keeping scrupulously to its own little hand's-breadth of room; -frequently a tiny flower-bed, or a single plant in a pot, gives a -gleam of cheer to the place. In such a court-yard as this, I found, -one morning, a yellow-haired, blue-eyed little maid, scrubbing away -for dear life, with a broom and soap-suds, on the old tiles. She was -not over nine years old; her bare legs and feet were pink and chubby, -and she had a smile like a sunbeam. - -"I saw the sun shining in here so brightly that I walked up the alley -to see how it got in," I said to her. - -"Yes, mem," she said, with a courtesy. "It do shine in here -beautiful." And she looked up at the sky, smiling. - -"Have you lived here long?" I asked. - -"About nine months, mem. I'm only in service, mem," she continued with -a deprecating courtesy, modestly anxious to disclaim the honor of -having any proprietary right in the place. - -"We've five rooms, mem," she went on. "It's a very nice lodging, if -you'd like to see it." And she threw open a door into an infinitesimal -parlor, out of which opened a still smaller dining-room, lighted only -by a window in the parlor door. There were two bedrooms above, reached -by a nearly upright stairway, not over two feet wide. The fifth room -was a "beautiful washroom," which the little maiden exhibited with -even more pride than she had shown the parlor. "It's three families -has it together, mem," she explained. "It's a great thing to get a -washroom. And we've a coal-hole, too, mem," she said eagerly; "you -passed it, coming up." And she stepped a few paces down the alley, and -threw open a door into a rayless place possibly five by seven feet in -size. "It used to be a bedroom, mem, to the opposite house; but it's -empty now, so we gets it for coal." I could not take my eyes from the -child's face, as she prattled and pattered along. She looked like an -angel. Her face shone with loyalty, pride, and happiness. I envied the -poverty-stricken dwellers in this court their barefooted handmaiden, -and would have taken her then and there, if I could, into my own -service for her lifetime. As we stood talking, another door opened, -and a grizzled old head popped out. - -"Good-morning, mem," said the child cheerily, making the same -respectful courtesy she had made to me. "I'm just showin' the lady -what nice lodgin's we've 'ere in the court." - -"Humph," said the old woman gruffly, as she tottered out, leaving her -door wide open; "they're nothin' to boast of." - -Her own lodging certainly was not. It was literally little more than a -chamber in the wall: it had no window, except one small square pane -above the door. You could hardly stand upright in it, and not much -more than turn around. The walls were hung full: household utensils, -clothes, even her two or three books, were hung up by strings; there -being only room for one tiny table, besides the stove. In one corner -stood a step-ladder, which led up through a hole in the ceiling to the -cranny overhead in which she slept. This was all the old woman had. -She lived here alone, and she paid to the Duke of Westminster two -shillings and sixpence a week for the rent of the place. "It's dear at -the rent," she said; "but it's a respectable place, an' I think a deal -o' that." And she sighed. - -The name of the Duke of Westminster and the value of that two and -sixpence to his grace meant more to me that morning than it would have -done twenty-four hours earlier; for on the previous afternoon we had -visited his palace, the famous Eaton Hall. We had walked there for -weary hours over marble floors, under frescoed domes, through long -lines of statues, of pictures, of stained-glass windows, hangings, -carvings, and rare relics and trophies innumerable. We had seen the -duchess's window balcony, one waving mass of yellow musk. "Her -ladyship is very fond of musk. It is always to be kept flowering at -her window," we were told. - -We had walked also through a glass corridor three hundred and -seventy-five yards long, draped with white clematis and heliotrope on -one side, and on the other banked high with geraniums, carnations, -and all manner of flowers. Opening at intervals in these banks of -flowers were doors into other conservatories: one was filled chiefly -with rare orchids, like an enchanted aviary of hummingbirds, arrested -on the wing; gold and white, purple and white, brown and gold, green, -snowy white, orange; some of them as large as a fleur-de-lis. Another -house was filled with ferns and palms, green, luxuriant, like a bit of -tropical forest brought across seas for his grace's pleasure. The most -superb sight of all was the lotus house. Cleopatra herself might have -flushed with pleasure at beholding it. A deep tank, sixty feet long, -and twenty wide, filled with white and blue and pink blossoms, -floating, swaying, lolling on the dark water; while, seemingly to -uphold the glass roof canopying this lotus-decked sea, rose slender -columns, wreathed with thunbergia vines in full bloom, yellow, orange, -and white; the glass walls of the building were set thick and high -with maiden-hair and other rare ferns, interspersed at irregular -intervals with solid masses of purple or white flowers. The spell of -the place, of its warm, languid air, was beyond words: it was -bewildering. - -All this being vivid in my mind, I started at hearing his grace's name -from the old woman's lips. - -"So these houses belong to the Duke of Westminster, do they?" I -replied. - -"Yes, 'ee's the 'ole o' 't," she answered; "an' a power o' money it -brings 'im in, considerin' its size. 'Ee 's big rents in this town. -Mebbe ye've bin out t' 'is 'all? It's a gran' sight, I'm told. I've -never seen it." - -I was minded then to tell about the duke's flowers. It would have been -only a bit of a fairy story to the little maid, a bright spot in her -still bright horizons; but I forebore, for the sake of the old woman's -soul, already enough wrung and embittered by the long strain of her -hard lot, and its contrast with that of her betters, without having -that contrast enforced by a vivid picture of the duke's hothouses. My -own memory of them was darkened forever,--unreasonably so, perhaps; -but the antithesis came too suddenly and soon for me ever to separate -the pictures. - -The archæologist in Chester will frequently be lured from its streets -to its still more famous walls. This side Rome there is no such piece -of Roman masonry work, to be seen. Here, indeed, is the air full of -ballad measures, to which one must step, if he go his way thinking at -all. The four great gates, north, south, east, and west,--three kept -by earls, and only one owned by the citizens; the lesser posterns, -with commoner names, born of their different sorts of traffic, or the -fords to which they led; the towers and turrets, fought over, lost and -won, and won and lost, trod by centuries of brave fighters whose names -live forever; bridgeways and arches in their own successions, of as -noble lineage as any lineages of men,--of such are the walls of -Chester. They surround the old city; are nearly two miles in length, -and were originally of the width prescribed in the ancient Roman -manual of Vitruvius, "that two armed men may pass each other without -impediment." There are many places, now, however, which would by no -means come up to that standard; Nature having usurped much space with -her various growths, and time having been chipping away at them as -well. In fact, on some portions of the wall, there is only a narrow -grassy footpath, such as might wind around in a village churchyard. To -come up by hoary stone stairs, out of the bustling street, atop of the -wall, and out on such a bit of footpath as this, with an outlook over -the Rood Eye meadow and off toward the region of the old Welsh -castles, is a fine early-morning treat in Chester. Some of the towers -are now sunk to the ignoble uses of heterogeneous museums. Old women -have the keys, and for a fee admit curious people to the ancient -chambers and keeps, where, after having the satisfaction of standing -where kings have stood, and looking off over fields where kings' -battles were fought, they can gaze at glass cases full of curiosities -and relics of one sort and another, sometimes of an incredible -worthlessness. In the tower known as King Charles's Tower, from the -fact of Charles I. having stood there, on the 27th of September, 1645, -overlooking the to him luckless battle of Rowton Moor, is the most -miscellaneous collection of odds and ends ever offered to public gaze. -A very old woman keeps the key of this tower, and is herself by no -means the least of the curiosities in it. She was born in Chester, and -recollects well when all the space outside the old walls, which is now -occupied by the modern city, was chiefly woods; she used to go, in -her childhood, to play and to gather flowers in them. The fact that -King Charles once looked through the window of this turret has grown, -by a sort of geometrical ratio relative to the number of years she has -been reiterating the statement, into a colossally disproportionate -place in her mind. - -"The king, mem, stood just where you're standin' now," she says over -and over and over, in a mechanical manner, as long as you remain in -the tower. I wondered if she said it all night, in her sleep; and if, -if one were to spend a whole day in the tower, she would never stop -saying it. She was an enthusiastic show-woman of her little store; -undismayed by any amount of indifference on the part of her listeners. -"'Ere 's a face you know, mem, I dare say," producing from one corner -of the glass case a cheap newspaper picture, much soiled, of General -Grant. "'Ee was in this tower last summer, and 'ee was much -hinterested." - -Next to General Grant's portrait came "a ring snake from Kentucky." -"It's my brother, mem, brought that over: twenty years ago, 'ee was in -Hamerica. You must undustand the puttin' of 'em hup better than we do, -mem, for 'ere's these salamanders was only put hup two years ago, an' -they've quite gone a'ready, in that time." - -She had a statuette of King Charles, Cromwell's chaplain's broth bowl, -a bit of a bedquilt of Queen Anne's, a black snake from Australia, a -fine-tooth comb from Africa, a tattered fifty-cent piece of American -paper currency, and a string of shell money from the South Sea -Islands, all arranged in close proximity. Taking up the bit of -American currency, she held it out toward us, saying inquiringly, -"Hextinct now, mem, I believe?" I think she can hardly have recovered -even yet from the bewilderment into which she was thrown by our -convulsive laughter and ejaculated reply, "Oh, no! Would that it -were!" - -In a clear day can be seen from this tower, a dozen or so miles to the -south, the ruins of a castle built by Earl Randel Blundeville. He was -the Earl Randel of whom Roger Lacy, constable of Cheshire in 1204, -made a famous rescue, once on a time. The earl, it seems, was in a -desperate strait, besieged in one of his castles by the Welsh; perhaps -in this very castle. Roger Lacy, hearing of the earl's situation, -forthwith made a muster of all the tramps, beggars, and rapscallions -he could find,--"a tumultuous rout," says the chronicle, "of loose, -disorderly, and dissolute persons, players, minstrels, shoemakers and -the like,--and marched speedily towards the enemy." The Welsh, seeing -so great a multitude coming, raised their siege and fled; and the -earl, thus delivered, showed his gratitude to Constable Roger by -conferring upon him perpetual authority over the loose, idle persons -in Cheshire; making the office hereditary in the Lacy family. A -thankless dignity, one would suppose, at best; by no means a sinecure, -at any time, and during the season of the Midsummer Fairs a terrible -responsibility: it being the law of the land that during those fairs -the city of Chester was for the space of one month a free city of -refuge for all criminals, of whatsoever degree; in token of which a -glove was hung out at St. Peter's Church, on the first day of the -fairs. - -There is another good tale of Roger Lacy's prowess. He seems to have -been a roving fighter, for he once held a castle in Normandy, for King -John, against the French, "with such gallantry that after all his -victuals were spent, having been besieged almost a year, and many -assaults of the enemy made, but still repulsed by him, he mounts his -horse, and issues out of the castle with his troop into the middest of -his enemies, chusing rather to die like a soldier, than to starve to -death. He slew many of the enemy, but was at last with much difficulty -taken prisoner; so he and his soldiers were brought prisoners to the -King of France, where, by the command of the king, Roger Lacy was to -be held no strict prisoner, for his great honesty and trust in keeping -the Castle so gallantly.... King John's letter to Roger Lacy -concerning the keeping of the said castle, you may see among the -Norman writings put out by Andrew du Chesne, and printed at Paris in -1619." Of all of which, if no ballad have ever been written, it is -certain that songs must have been sung by minstrels at the time; and -the name of the brave Roger's lady-love was well suited to minstrelsy, -she being one Maud de Clare. Plain Roger Lacy and Maud de Clare! The -dullest fancy takes a leap at the sound of the two names. - -In the same old chronicle which gives these and many other narratives -of Roger Lacy is the history of a singular, half-witted being, who -was known in Vale-Royale, in the fifteenth century, as Nixon the -Prophet. How much that the old records claim for him, in the way of -minute and minutely fulfilled prophecies, is to be set down to the -score of ignorant superstition, it is hard now to say; but there must -have been some foundation in fact for the narrative. Robert Nixon was -the son of a farmer in Cheshire County, and was born in the year 1467. -His stupidity and ignorance were said to be "invincible." No efforts -could make him understand anything save the care of cattle, and even -in this he showed at times a brutish and idiotic cruelty. He had a -very rough, coarse voice, but said little, sometimes passing whole -months without opening his lips to speak. He began very early to -foretell events, and with an apparently preternatural accuracy. When -he was a lad, he was seen, one day, to abuse an ox belonging to his -brother. To a person threatening to inform his brother of this act, -Robert replied that three days later his brother would not own the ox. -Sure enough, on the next day a life inheritance came into the estate -on which his brother was a tenant, and that very ox was taken for the -"heriot bond to the new owner." One of the abbey monks having -displeased him, he exclaimed,-- - - "When you the harrow come on high, - Soon a raven's nest will be." - -The couplet was thought at the time to be simple nonsense; but as it -turned out, the last abbot of that monastery was named Harrow, and -when the king suppressed the monastery he gave the domain to Sir -Thomas Holcroft, whose crest was a raven. - -It was also one of Nixon's predictions that the two abbeys of -Vale-Royale and Norton should meet on Orton bridge and the thorn -growing in the abbey yard should be its door. - -When the abbeys were pulled down, in the time of the Reformation, -stones taken from each of them were used in rebuilding that bridge; -and the thorn-tree was cut down, and placed as a barrier across the -entrance to the abbey court, to keep the sheep from entering there. - -The most remarkable of Nixon's predictions or revelations was at the -time of the battle on Bosworth Field between Richard III. and Henry -VII. On that day, as he was driving a pair of oxen, he stopped -suddenly, and with his whip pointing now one way, now another, cried -aloud, "Now, Richard," "Now, Harry!" At last he said, "Now, Harry, get -over that ditch, and you gain the day!" The ploughmen with him were -greatly amazed, and related to many persons what had passed. When a -courier came through the country announcing the result of the battle, -he verified every word Nixon had said. - -This courier, when he returned to court, recounted Nixon's -predictions; and King Henry was so impressed by them that he at once -sent orders to have him brought to the palace. - -Before this messenger arrived, Nixon ran about like a madman, weeping -and crying that the king was about sending for him, and that he must -go to court to be starved to death. - -In a few days the royal messenger appeared. Nixon was turning the spit -in his brother's kitchen. Just before the messenger came in sight, he -shrieked out, "He is on the road! He is coming for me! I shall be -starved!" - -Lamenting loudly, he was carried away almost by force, and taken into -the presence of the king, who tried him with various tests: among -others, he hid a diamond ring, and commanded Nixon to find it; but all -the answer he got from the cunning varlet was, "He that hideth can -find." The king caused all he said to be carefully noted and put down -in writing; gave him the run of the palace, and commanded that no one -should molest or offend him in any way. - -One day, when the king was setting off on a hunt, Nixon ran to him, -crying and begging to be allowed to go too; saying that his time had -come now, and he would be starved if he were left behind. To humor his -whim and ease his fears, the king gave him into the especial charge -and keeping of one of the chief officers of the court. The officer, in -turn, to make sure that no ill befell the poor fellow, locked him up -in one of his private rooms, and with his own hands carried food to -him. But after a day or two, a very urgent message from the king -calling this officer suddenly away, in the haste of his departure he -forgot Nixon, and left him locked up in the apartment. No one missed -him or discovered him; and when at the end of three days the officer -returned, Nixon was found dead,--dead, as he had himself foretold, of -starvation. It is a strange and pitiful story, a tale suited to its -century, and could not be left out were there ever to be written a -ballad-history of the Vale-Royale's olden days. - -It is a question, in early mornings in Chester, whether to take a turn -on the ancient walls, listening to echoes such as these from all the -fair country in sight in embrace of the Dee, or to saunter through the -market, and hear the shriller but no less characteristic voice of -Cestrian life to-day. - -Markets are always good vantage-grounds for studying the life and -people of a place or region. The true traveller never feels completely -at home in a town till he has been in the markets. Many times I have -gathered from the chance speech of an ignorant market man or woman -information I had been in search of for days. Markets are especially -interesting in places where caste and class lines are strongly drawn, -as in England. The market man or woman whose ancestors have been of -the same following, and who has no higher ambition in life than to -continue, and if possible enhance, the good will and the good name of -the business, is good authority to consult on all matters within his -range. There is a self-poise about him, the result of his satisfaction -with his own position, which is dignified and pleasing. - -On my last morning in Chester, I spent an hour or two in the markets, -and encountered two good specimens of this class. One was a fair, -slender girl, so unexceptionably dressed in a plain, well-cut ulster -that, as I observed her in the crowd of market-women, I supposed she -was a young housekeeper, out for her early marketing; but presently, -to my great astonishment, I saw her with her own hands measuring -onions into a huckster-woman's basket. On drawing nearer, I discovered -that she was the proprietress of a natty vegetable cart, piled full of -all sorts of green stuff, which she was selling to the sellers. She -could not have been more than eighteen. Her manner and speech were -prompt, decisive, business-like; she wasted no words in her -transactions. Her little brother held the sturdy pony's reins, and she -stood by the side of the cart, ready to take orders. She said that she -lived ten miles out of town; that she and her three brothers had a -large market garden, of which they did all the work with their own -hands, and she and this lad brought the produce to market daily. - -"I make more sellin' 'olesale than sellin' standin'," she said; "an' -I'm 'ome again by ten o'clock, to be at the work." - -I observed that all who bought from her addressed her as "miss," and -bore themselves toward her with a certain respectfulness of demeanor, -showing that they considered her avocation a grade or so above their -own. - -A matronly woman, with pink cheeks and bright hazel eyes, had walked -in from her farm, a distance of six miles, because the load of greens, -eggs, poultry, and flowers was all that her small pony could draw. -Beautiful moss roses she had, at "thrippence" a bunch. - -"No, no, Ada, not any more," she said, in a delicious low voice, to a -child by her side, who was slyly taking a rose from one of the -baskets. "You've enough there. It hurts them to lie in the 'ot -sun.--My daughter, mem," she explained, as the little thing shrunk -back, covered with confusion, and pretended to be very busy arranging -the flowers on a little board laid across two stones, behind which she -was squatted,--"my daughter, mem. All the profits of the flowers they -sell are their own, mem. They puts it all in the missionary box. -They'd eighteen an' six last year, mem, in all, besides what they put -in the school box. Yes, mem, indeed they had." - -It struck me that this devout mother took a strange view of the -meaning of the word "own," and I did not spend so much money on Ada's -flowers as I would have done if I had thought Ada would have the -spending of it herself, in her own childish way. But I bought a big -bunch of red and white daisies, and another of columbines, white -pinks, ivy, and poppies; and the little maid, barely ten years old, -took my silver, made change, and gave me the flowers with a winsome -smile and a genuine market-woman's "Thank you, mem." - -It was a pretty scene: the open space in front of the market building, -filled with baskets, bags, barrows, piles of fresh green things, -chiefly of those endless cabbage species, which England so proudly -enumerates when called upon to mention her vegetables; the dealers -were principally women, with fresh, fair faces, rosy cheeks, and soft -voices; in the outer circle, scores of tiny donkey-carts, in which the -vegetables had been brought. One chubby little girl, surely not more -than seven, was beginning her market-woman's training by minding the -donkey, while her mother attended to trade. As she stood by the -donkey's side, her head barely reached to his ears; but he entered -very cleverly into the spirit of the farce of being kept in place by -such a mite, and to that end employed her busily in feeding him with -handfuls of grass. If she stopped, he poked his nose into her neck and -rummaged under her chin, till she began again. All had flowers to -sell, if it were only a single bunch, or plant in a pot; and there -were in the building several fine stalls entirely filled with -flowers,--roses, carnations, geraniums, and wonderful pansies. -Noticing, in one stall, a blossom I had never before seen, I asked the -old woman who kept the stand to tell me its name. She clapped her hand -to her head tragically. "'Deed, mem, it's strange. Ye're the second -has asked me the name o' that flower; an' it's gone out o' my head. If -the young lady that has the next stand was here, she'd tell ye. It was -from her I got the roots: she's a great botanist, mem, an' a fine -gardener. Could I send ye the name o' 't, mem? I'd be pleased to -accommodate ye, an' may be ye'd like a root or two o' 't. It's a free -grower. We've 'ad a death in the house, mem,--my little grandchild, -only a few hours ill,--an' it seems like it 'ad confused the 'ole -'ouse. We've not 'ad 'eart to take pains with the flowers yet." - -The old woman's artless, garrulous words smote like a sudden bell-note -echo from a far past,--an echo that never ceases for hearts that have -once known how bell-notes sound when bells toll for beloved dead! The -thoughts her words woke seemed to span Chester's centuries more -vividly than all the old chronicle traditions and legends, than -sculptured Roman altar, or coin, or graven story in stone. The strange -changes they recorded were but things of the surface, conditions of -the hour. Through and past them all, life remained the same. Grief and -joy do not alter shape or sort. Love and love's losses and hurts are -the same yesterday, to-day, and forever. - -FOOTNOTE: - -[8] Longfellow. - - - - -III. - -NORWAY, DENMARK, AND GERMANY. - - - - -III. - -NORWAY, DENMARK, AND GERMANY. - - -BERGEN DAYS. - -The hardest way to go to Norway is by way of the North Sea. It is two -days' and two nights' sail from Hull to Bergen; and two days and two -nights on the North Sea are nearly as bad as two days and two nights -on the English Channel would be. But the hardest way is the best way, -in this as in so many other things. No possible approach to Norway -from the Continent can give one the sudden characteristic impression -of Norway sea and shore which he gets as he sails up the Stavanger -Fjord, and sees the town of Stavanger looking off from its hillside -over the fleets of island and rock that lie moored in its harbor. - -At first sight it seems as if there were no Norway coast at all, only -an endless series of islands beyond islands, never stayed by any -barrier of mainland; or as if the mainland itself must be being -disintegrated from its very centre outwards, breaking up and crumbling -into pieces. Surely, the waters, when they were commanded to stay from -off the earth, yielded the command but a fragmentary obedience so far -as this region was concerned. - -The tradition of the creation of Norway seems a natural outgrowth of -the place,--the only way, in fact, of accounting for the lay of the -land. The legend declares that Norway was made last, and in this wise: -On the seventh day, while God was resting from his labors, the devil, -full of spite at seeing so fair a world, hurled into the ocean a -gigantic rock,--a rock so large that it threatened to break the axis -of the universe. But the Lord seized it, and fixed it firm in place, -with its myriad jutting points just above the waters. Between these -points he scattered all the earth he had left; nothing like enough to -cover the rock, or to make a respectable continent,--only just enough -to redeem spots here and there, and give man a foothold on it. The -fact that forty per cent of the whole surface of Norway is over three -thousand feet above the sea is certainly a corroboration of this -legend. - -This island fringe gives to the coast of Norway an indefinable -charm,--the charm of endless maze, vista, expectation, and surprise; -lure, also, suggestion, dim hint, and reticent revelation, like a -character one cannot fathom, and behavior one can never reckon on. -Though the ship sail in and out of the labyrinths never so safely and -quickly, fancy is always busy at deep-sea soundings; bewildered by the -myriad shapes, and half conscious of a sort of rhythm in their swift, -perpetual change, as if they, and not the ship, were gliding. The -vivid verdure on them in spots has more the expression of something -momentarily donned and worn than of a growth. It seems accidental and -decorative, flung on suddenly; then, again, soft, thick, -inexhaustible, as if the islands might be the tops of drowned forests. - -Stavanger is one of the most ancient towns in Norway. It looks as if -it were one of the most ancient in the world; its very brightness, -with its faded red houses, open windows, and rugged pavements, being -like the color and smile one sees sometimes on a cheerful, wrinkled, -old face. The houses are packed close together, going up-hill as hard -as they can; roofs red tiled; gable ends red tiled also, which gives a -droll eyebrow effect to the ends of the houses, and helps wonderfully -to show off pretty faces just beneath them, looking out of windows. -All the windows open in the middle, outwards, like shutters; and it -would not be much risk to say that there is not a window-sill in all -Stavanger without flowers. Certainly, we did not see one in a three -hours' ramble. From an old watchtower, which stands on the top of the -first sharp hill above the harbor, is a sweeping off-look, seaward and -coastward, to north and south: long promontories, green and curving, -with low red roofs here and there, shot up into relief by the sharp -contrast of color; bays of blue water breaking in between; distant -ranges of mountains glittering white; thousands of islands in sight at -once. Stavanger's approach strikes Norway's key-note with a bold -hand, and old Norway and new Norway meet in Stavanger's market-place. -An old cathedral, the oldest but one in the country, looks down a -little inner harbor, where lie sloops loaded with gay pottery of -shapes and colors copied from the latest patterns out in -Staffordshire. These are made by peasants many miles away, on the -shores of the fjords: bowls, jars, flower-pots, jugs, and plates, -brown, cream-colored, red, and white; painted with flowers, and -decorated with Grecian and Etruscan patterns in simple lines. The -sloop decks are piled high with them,--a gay show, and an odd enough -freight to be at sea in a storm. The sailors' heads bob up and down -among the pots and pans, and the salesman sits flat on the deck, lost -from view, until a purchaser appears. Miraculously cheap this pottery -is, as well as fantastic of shape and color; one could fit out his -table off one of these crockery sloops, for next to nothing. Along the -wharves were market-stands of all sorts: old women selling fuchsias, -myrtles, carrots, and cabbages, and blueberries, all together; piles -of wooden shoes, too,--clumsy things, hollowed out of a single chunk -of wood, shaped like a Chinese junk keel, and coarsely daubed with -black paint on the outside; no heel to hold them on, and but little -toe. The racket made by shuffling along on pavements in them is -amazing, and "down at the heel" becomes a phrase of new significance, -after one has heard the thing done in Norway. - -Just outside the market-place we came upon our first cariole; it was -going by like the wind, drawn by a little Norwegian pony, which seemed -part pincushion, part spaniel, part fat snowbird, and the rest pony, -with a shoe-brush, bristles up, for a mane. Such good-will in his -trot, and such a sense of honor and independence in the wriggle of his -head, and such affectionateness all over him, no wonder the Norwegians -love such a species of grown-up useful pet dogs. Hardy they are, and, -if they choose, swift; obey voices better than whips, and would rather -have bread than hay to eat, at any time of day. The cariole is a kind -of compressed sulky, open, without springs; the narrow seat, narrow -even for one person, set high up on elastic wooden shafts, which rest -on the axle-tree at the back, and on a sort of saddle-piece in front. -The horse is harnessed very far forward in the low thills, and has -the direct weight on his shoulders. A queerer sight than such a -vehicle as this, coming at a Norwegian pony's best rate towards you, -with a pretty Norwegian girl driving, and standing up on the -cross-piece behind her a handsome Norwegian officer, with his plumed -head above hers, bent a little to the right or left, and very close, -lovers of human nature in picturesque situations need not wish to see. -Less picturesque, and no doubt less happy for the time being, but no -less characteristic, was the first family we saw in Stavanger taking -an airing; a square wooden box for a wagon,--nothing more than a -vegetable bin on wheels. This held two large milk-cans, several -bushels of cabbages, four children, and their mother. The father -walked sturdily beside the wagon, his head bent down, like his pony's; -serious eyes, a resolute mouth, and a certain look of unjoyous content -marked him as a good specimen of the best sort of Norwegian peasant. -The woman and the children wore the same look of unjoyous and -unmirthful content; silent, serious, satisfied, they all sat still -among the cabbages. So solemn a thing is it to be born in latitude -north. Had those cabbages grown in the Campagna, the man would have -been singing, the woman laughing, and the young ones rolling about in -the cart like kittens. - -From Stavanger to Bergen is a half-day's sail: in and out among -islands, promontories, inlets, rocks; now wide sea on one hand, and -rugged shore on the other; now a very archipelago of bits of land and -stone flung about in chaotic confusion, on all sides. Many of the -islands are nothing but low beds of granite, looking as if it were in -flaky slices like mica, or else minutely roughened and stippled, as -though cooled suddenly from a tremendous boil. Some of these islands -have oases of green in them; tiny red farm-houses, sunk in hollows, -with narrow settings of emerald around them; hand's-breadth patches of -grain here and there, left behind as from some harvest, which the -hungry sea is following after to glean. No language can describe the -fantastic, elusive charm of this islet and rocklet universe: half -sadness, half cheer, half lonely, half teeming, altogether brilliant -and brimming with beauty; green land, gray rock, and blue water, -surging, swaying, blending, parting, dancing together, in stately and -contagious pleasure. On the north horizon rise grand snow-topped -peaks; broad blue bays make up into the land walled by mountains; snow -fjelds and glaciers glitter in the distance; and waterfalls, like -silver threads, shine from afar on the misty clouds. At every new turn -is a hamlet or house, looking as if it had just crept into shelter; -one solitary boat moored at the base of its rock, often the only token -of a link kept with the outer world. - -The half-day's sail from Stavanger to Bergen is all like this, except -that after one turns southward into the Bergen Fjord the mysterious -islanded shores press closer, and the hill shores back of them rise -higher, so that expectancy and wonder deepen moment by moment, till -the moment of landing on Bergen's water rim. "Will there be carriages -at the wharf?" we had asked of the terrible stewardess who had -tyrannized over our ship for two days, like a French Revolution -fishwoman. "Carriages!" she cried, with her arms akimbo. "The streets -in Bergen are so steep carriages can't drive down them. The horses -would tumble back on the carriage,"--a purely gratuitous fiction on -her part, for what motive it is hard to conceive. But it much enhanced -the interest with which we gazed at the rounding hills, slowly hemming -us in closer and closer, and looking quite steep enough to justify the -stewardess's assertion. By clocks, it was ten o'clock at night; by -sky, about dawn, or just after sunset; by air, atmosphere, light, no -time which any human being ever heard named or defined. There is -nothing in any known calendar of daylight, twilight, or nightlight -which is like this Norwegian interval between two lights. It is weird, -bewildering, disconcerting. You don't know whether you are glad or -sorry, pleased or scared; whether you really can see or not; whether -you'd better begin another day's work at once, or make believe it is -time to go to bed. - -If somebody would invent a word which should bear the same -interesting, specific, and intelligible relation to light and dark -that "amphibious" does to land and water, it would be, in describing -Norway twilight, of more use than all the rest of the English language -put together. Perhaps the Norwegians have such a word. I think it -highly probable they have, and I wish I knew it. - -In this strange illuminated twilight, we landed on the silent Bergen -wharf. The quay was in shadow of high warehouses. A few nonchalant and -leisurely men and boys were ambling about; custom-house men, speaking -the jargon of their race, went through the farce of appearing to -ransack our luggage. Our party seemed instantaneously to have -disintegrated, in the half darkness, into odds and ends of unassorted -boxes and people, and it was with gratitude as for a succession of -interpositions of a superior and invincible power that we finally -found ourselves together again in one hotel, and decided that, on the -whole, it was best to go to bed, in spite of the light, because, as it -was already near midnight, it would very soon be still lighter, and -there would be no going to bed at all. - -The next day, we began Bergen by driving out of it (a good way always, -to begin a place). No going out of Bergen eastward or westward except -straight up skyward, so steep are the slopes. Southward the country -opens by gentler ascents, and pretty country houses are built along -the road for miles,--all of wood, and of light colors, with much -fantastic carving about them; summer-houses perched on the terraces, -among lime, birch, and ash trees. One which we saw was in octagon -shape, and had the roof thick sodded with grass, which waved in the -wind. The eight open spaces of the sides were draped with bright -scarlet curtains, drawn away tight on each side, making a Gothic arch -line of red at each opening. It looked like somebody's gay palanquin -set down to wait. - -Our driver's name was Nils. He matched it: short, sturdy, and -good-natured; red cheeks and shining brown eyes. His ponies scrambled -along splendidly, and stopped to rest whenever they felt like it,--not -often, to be sure, but they had their own way whenever they did, and -were allowed to stand still. Generally they put their heads down and -started off of their own accord in a few seconds; occasionally Nils -reminded them by a chuckle to go on. - -There is no need of any society for the prevention of cruelty to -animals in Norway. The Norwegian seems to be instinctively kind to all -beasts of bondage. At the foot of steep hills is to be seen everywhere -the sign, "Do not forget to rest the horses." The noise Nils made when -he wished to stop his ponies gave us a fright, the first time we -heard it. It is the drollest sound ever invented for such a use: a -loud call of rolling _r's_; an ingenious human parody on a watchman's -rattle; a cross between a bellow and a purr. It is universal in -Norway, but one can never become accustomed to it unless he has heard -it from infancy up. - -The wild and wooded country through which we drove was like parts of -the northern hill country of New England: steep, stony hills; nooks -full of ferns; bits of meadow in sunlight and shadow, with clover, and -buttercups, and bluebells, and great mossy bowlders; farm-houses -snugged down in hollows to escape the wind; lovely dark tarns, with -pond-lilies afloat, just too far from the shore for arms to reach -them. Only when we met people, or when the great blue fjord gleamed -through the trees below us, did we know we were away from home. It is -a glory when an arm of the sea reaches up into the heart of a hill -country, so that men may sail to and from mountain bases. No wonder -that the Vikings went forth with the passion of conquering, and yet -forever returned and returned, with the passion of loving their _gamle -Norge_. - -When we came back to the inn, we were invited into the landlady's own -parlor, and there were served to us wine and milk and sweet tarts, in -a gracious and simple hospitality. The landlady and her sister were -beautiful old ladies, well past sixty, with skins like peaches, and -bright eyes and quick smiles. High caps of white lace, trimmed with -sky-blue ribbons, and blue ostrich feathers laid on them like wreaths -above the forehead, gave to their expression a sort of infantile -elegance which was bewitching in its unworldliness; small white shawls -thrown over their shoulders, and reaching only just below the belt, -like those worn by old Quaker women, corroborated the simplicity of -the blue ribbons, and added to the charm. They had all the freshness -and spotlessness of Quakers, with color and plumes added; a -combination surely unique of its kind. One of these old ladies was as -gay a chatterer as if she were only seventeen. She had not one tooth -in her mouth; but her mouth was no more made ugly by the absence of -teeth, as are most old women's mouths, than a baby's mouth is made -ugly by the same lack. The lips were full and soft and red; her face -was not wrinkled; and when she talked and laughed and nodded, the blue -ostrich feathers bobbing above, she looked like some sort of -miraculous baby, that had learned to talk before "teething." - -Her niece, who was our only interpreter, and too shy to use quickly -and fluently even the English she knew, was in despair at trying to -translate her. "It is too much, too much," she said. "I cannot follow; -I am too far behind," and she laughed as heartily as her aunt. The old -lady was brimful of stories: she had known Bergen, in and out, for -half a century, and forgotten nothing. It was a great pleasure to set -her going, and get at her narrative by peeps, as one sees a landscape -through chinks in a fence, when one is whirling by in a railway train. -One of her best stories was of "the man who was brought back from the -dead by coffee." - -It seemed that when she was young there lived in Bergen three old -women, past whose house an eccentric old bachelor used to walk every -day at a certain hour. When he came back from his walk, he always -stopped at their house and drank a cup of coffee. This he had done for -a great many years. "He was their watch to tell the time by," and when -he first passed the house they began to make the coffee, that it -should be ready on his return. At last he fell ill and died, and two -of these old women were hired to sit up one night and watch the -corpse. It is the custom in Norway to keep all dead bodies one week -before burial, if not in the house where they have died, then in the -chapel at the graveyard. "When we do die on a Wednesday, we shall not -be buried till another Wednesday have come," said the niece, -explaining this custom. - -These old women were sitting in the room with the corpse, talking and -sipping hot coffee together, and saying how they should miss him; that -never more would he go by their house and stop to get his coffee. - -"At any rate, he shall taste the coffee once more," said one of them, -and she put a spoonful of the hot coffee into the corpse's lips, at -which the old gentleman stirred, drew a long breath, and began to lift -himself up, upon which the women uttered such shrieks that the city -watchman, passing by, broke quickly into the house, to see what was -the matter. Entering the room, he found the watchers senseless on the -floor, and the corpse sitting bolt upright in his coffin, looking -around him, much bewildered. "And he did live many years after that -time,--many, many years. My aunt did know him well," said the niece. - -Other of her stories were of the sort common to the whole -world,--stories of the love, sorrow, tragedy, mystery, which are -inwoven in the very warp and woof of human life; the same on the bleak -North Sea coast as on bright Southern shores. It seemed, however, a -little more desolate to have lived in the sunless North seventy years -of such life as had been dealt to one Bergen woman, who had but just -passed away. Seventy years she had lived in Bergen, the last thirty -alone, with one servant. In her youth she had been beautiful; and when -she was still little more than a child had come to love very dearly -the eldest son in a neighbor's house. Their parents were friends; the -young people saw each other without restraint, familiarly, fondly, and -a great love grew up between them. They were suffered to become -betrothed, but for some unassigned reason their marriage was -forbidden. For years they bore with strange patience their parents' -apparently capricious decision. At last the blow fell. One of the -fathers, lying at the point of death, revealed a terrible secret. This -faithful betrothed man and woman were own brother and sister. The -shame of two homes, the guilt of two unsuspected wrong-doers, was -told; the mystery was cleared up, and more than one heart broken. -Bitter as was the grief of the two betrothed, who could now never wed, -there must have been grief still more terrible in the hearts of those -long ago wedded, and so long deceived. The father died as soon as he -had confessed the guilty secret. The young man left Norway, and died -in some far country. The girl lived on,--lived to be seventy,--alone -with her sorrow and disgrace. - -Two other Bergen lovers had had better fate. Spite of fathers and -mothers who had forbidden them to meet, it fell out for them to be -safely married, one night, in the very teeth of the closest watching. -The girl was permitted to go, under the escort of a faithful -man-servant, to a wedding dance at a friend's house. The man-servant -was ordered to stand guard at the door, till the dance was over; if -the lover appeared, the girl was to be instantly taken home. Strange -oversight, for parents so much in earnest as that, to forget that -houses have more than one door! When the mirth was at its height, the -girl stole away by the back door, and fled to her lover. At length the -dance was over, and the guests were leaving; anxiously the faithful -servitor, who had never once left the doorstep, looked for his young -mistress. The last guest departed; his mistress did not appear. In -great terror he entered; the house was searched in vain; no one knew -when she had taken her leave. Trembling, he ran back to the father -with the unwelcome news; and both going in hot haste to the lover's -house, there they found the two young people sitting gay and happy -over cake and wine, with the excellent clergyman who had that very -hour made them man and wife. - -The old lady had a firm and unalterable belief in ghosts, as indeed -she had some little right to have, one was forced to admit, after -hearing her stories. "And could you believe that after a man is dead -he should be seen again as if he were alive?" said the niece. "My aunt -is so sure, so sure she have seen such; also my aunt's sister, they -did both did see him." - -At one time the two sisters hired a house in Bergen, and lived -together. In one of the upper halls stood a small trunk, which had -been left there by a sailor, in payment of a debt he had owed to the -owner of the house. One day, in broad daylight, there suddenly -appeared, before the younger sister, the shape of a man in sailor's -dress. He walked toward her, holding out a paper. She spoke to him -wonderingly, asking what he wanted. At the sound of her voice he -vanished into thin air. She fainted, and was for some weeks seriously -ill. A few months later, the same figure appeared in the bedroom of -the eldest sister (the old lady who told these stories). He came in -the night, and approached her bed holding out a white paper in his -hands. "My aunt say she could cut the shape in paper like the hat he -wore on his head; she did see it so plain to-day as she have seen it -then, and it shall be fifty years since he did come by her bed. She -was so scared she would not have the trunk of the sailor to stand in -the house longer; and after the trunk had gone away he did come no -more to their house." - -Another instance of this ghost-seeing was truly remarkable, and not so -easily explained by any freak of imagination. Walking, one day, in a -public garden, with a friend, she saw coming down the path toward them -a singular old woman in a white nightcap and short white -bedgown,--both very dirty. The old woman was tossing her arms in the -air, and behaving so strangely that she thought she must be drunk, and -turned laughingly to her friend, about to say, "What can be the matter -with this old woman?" when, to her surprise, she saw her friend pale, -fainting, ready to fall to the ground. She seized her in her arms, -called for help, and carried her to a seat. On returning to -consciousness, her friend exclaimed, "It was my mother! It was my -mother!" The mother had been dead some months, had always worn in her -illness this white cotton nightcap and short bedgown, and had been, it -seemed, notoriously untidy. - -"Now my aunt did never see that old woman in all her life," continued -the niece. "So what think you it was, in that garden, that both them -did see the same thing at one time? And my aunt's friend she get so -very sick after that, she were sick in bed for a long time. My aunt -will believe always she did see the mother's ghost; and she says she -have seen a great many more that she never tells to anybody." - -All this ghost-seeing has not sobered or saddened the old lady a whit, -and she looks the last person in the world to whom sentimental or -mischief-making spirits would be likely to address themselves: but -there is certainly something uncanny, to say the least of it, in these -experiences of hers. - -One of the most novel pleasures in Bergen is old-silver hunting. There -are shops where old silver is to be bought in abundance and at dear -prices: old belts, rings, slides, buttons, brooches, spoons, of quaint -and fantastic styles, some of them hundreds of years old. But the -connoisseur in old-silver hunting will not confine his search for -treasures to the large shops on the thoroughfares. He will roam the -city, keeping a sharp eye for little boxes tucked up on walls of -houses, far down narrow lanes and by-ways,--little boxes with glass -sides, and a silver spoon or two, or an old buckle or brooch, shining -through. This is the sign that somewhere in that house he will come on -a family that has tucked away in some closet a little box of old -silver that they will sell. Often they are workers in silver in a -small way; have a counter in the front parlor, and a tiny work-room -opening out behind, where they make thin silver spoons with twisted -handles, and brooches with dangling disks and crosses, such as all the -peasant women wear to-day, and a hundred years hence their -grandchildren will be selling to English and American travellers as -"old silver." The next century, however, will not gather such -treasures as this one; there is no modern silver to compare with the -ancient. It is marvellous to see what a wealth of silver the old -Norwegians wore: buckles and belts which are heavy, buttons which -weigh down any cloak, and rings under which nineteenth-century -fingers, and even thumbs, would ache. And the farther back we go the -weightier become the ornaments. In the Museum of Northern Antiquities -in Copenhagen are necklaces of solid gold, which it seems certain that -noble Norwegian women wore in King Olaf's time,--necklaces in shape of -a single snake, coiled, so heavy that they are not easily lifted in -one hand; bracelets, also of the same snake shape, which a modern -wrist could not wear half an hour without pain. - -In these out-of-the-way houses where old silver is to be bought one -sees often picturesque sights. Climbing up a narrow stairway, perhaps -two, you find a door with the upper half glass, through which you look -instantly into the bosom of the family,--children playing, old ladies -knitting, women cooking; it seems the last place in the world to come -shopping; but at the first glimpse of the foreign face and dress -through the window, somebody springs to open the door. They know at -once what it means. You want no interpreter to carry on your trade: -the words "old silver" and "how much?" are all you need. They will not -cheat you. As you enter the room, every member of the family who is -sitting will rise and greet you. The youngest child will make its -little bow or courtesy. The box of old silver will be brought out and -emptied on a table, and you may examine its miscellany as long as you -like. If an article pleases you, and you ask its price, it is taken -into the work-room to be weighed; a few mysterious Norsk words come -back from the weigher, and the price is fixed. If you hesitate at the -sum, they will lower it if they can; if not, they will await your -departure quietly, with a dignity of hospitable instinct that would -deem it an offence to betray any impatience. I had once the good luck -to find in one of these places a young peasant woman, who had come -with her lover to bargain for the silver-and-gilt crown without which -no virtuous Bergen bride will wed. These crowns are dear, costing -often from fifty to a hundred dollars. Sometimes they are hired for -the occasion; but well-to-do families have pride in possessing a crown -which is handed down and worn by generation after generation. These -lovers were evidently not of the rich class: they wore the plainest of -clothes, and it was easy to see that the prices of the crowns -disquieted them. I made signs to the girl to try one of them on. She -laughed, blushed, and shook her head. I pressed my entreaties as well -as I could, being dumb; but "Oh, do!" is intelligible in all -languages, if it is enforced by gesture and appealing look. The old -man who had the silver to sell also warmly seconded my request, lifted -the crown himself, and set it on the girl's head. Turning redder and -redder, she cried, "Ne, ne!" but did not resist; and once the crown -was on her head she could not leave off looking at herself in the -glass. It was a very pretty bit of human nature. The lover stole up -close behind her, shy, but glowing with emotion, reached up, and just -touched the crown timidly with one finger: so alike are men in love -all the world over and all time through. The look that man's face wore -has been seen by the eyes of every wife since the beginning of Eden, -and it will last the world out. I slipped away, and left them standing -before the glass, the whole family crowding around with a chorus of -approving and flattering exclamations. Much I fear she could not -afford to buy the crown, however. There was a hopeless regret in her -pretty blue eyes. As I left the house I stepped on juniper twigs at -the very next door; the sidewalk and the street were strewn thick with -them, the symbol of death either in that home or among its friends. -This is one of the most simple and touching of the Norwegian customs: -how much finer in instinct and significance than the gloomy streamer -of black crape used by the civilization calling itself superior! - -The street was full of men and women going to and from the -market-place: women with big wooden firkins strapped on their backs, -and a firkin under each arm (these firkins were full of milk, and the -women think nothing of bringing them in that way five or six miles); -men with big sacks of vegetables strapped on in the same way, one -above another, almost as high as their heads. One little girl, not -nine years old, bore a huge basket of green moss, bigger than herself, -lashed on her fragile shoulders. The better class brought their things -in little two-wheeled carts, they themselves mounted up on top of -sacks, firkins, and all; or, if the cart were too full, plodding along -on foot by its side, just as bent as those who were carrying loads on -their back. A Bergen peasant man or woman who stands upright is a rare -thing to see. The long habit of carrying burdens on the back has given -them a chronic stoop, which makes them all look far older than they -are. - -The sidewalks were lined with gay displays of fruit, flowers, and -wooden utensils. Prettiest among these last were the bright wooden -trunks and boxes which no Norwegian peasant will be without. The -trunks are painted bright scarlet, with bands and stripes of gay -colors; small boxes to be carried in the hand, called _tines_ -(pronounced teeners), are charming. They are oval, with a high perch -at each end like a squirrel trap; are painted bright red, with wreaths -of gay flowers on them, and mottoes such as "Not in every man's garden -can such flowers grow," or, "A basket filled by love is light to -carry." Bowls, wooden plates, and drinking-vessels, all of wood, are -also painted in gay colors and designs, many of which seem to have -come from Algiers. - -Everybody who can sell anything, even the smallest thing, runs, or -stands, or squats in the Bergen streets to sell it. Even spaces under -high doorsteps are apparently rented for shops, rigged up with a sort -of door, and old women sit crouching in them, selling blueberries and -dark bread. One man, clad in sheepskin that looked a hundred years -old, I saw trying to sell a bit of sheepskin nearly as old as that he -was wearing; another had a basket with three bunches of wild -monkshood, pink spiræa, and blue larkspur, and one small saucer full -of wild strawberries; boys carrying one pot with a plant growing in -it, or a tub of sour milk, or a string of onions, or bunch of juniper -boughs; women sitting on a small butter-tub upside down, their butter -waiting sale around them in tubs or bits of newspaper, they knitting -for dear life, or sewing patches on ragged garments; other groups of -women sitting flat on the stones, surrounded by piles of juniper, -moss, green heath, and wreaths made of kinni-kinnick vines, green -moss, and yellow flowers. These last were for graves. The whole -expression of the scene was of dogged and indomitable thriftiness, put -to its last wits to turn a penny and squeeze out a living. Yet nobody -appeared discontented; the women looked friendly, as I passed, and -smiled as they saw me taking out my note-book to write them down. - -The Bergen fish-market is something worth seeing. It isn't a market at -all; or rather it is a hundred markets afloat and bobbing on water, a -hundred or more little boats all crowded in together in an armlet of -the sea breaking up between two quays. To see the best of it one must -be there betimes in the morning, not later than seven. The quays will -be lined with women, each woman carrying a tin coal-scuttle on her -arm, to take home her fish in. From every direction women are coming -running with tin scuttles swinging on their arms; in Bergen, fish is -never carried in any other way. The narrow span of water between the -quays is packed as close as it can be with little boats shooting among -the sloops and _jagts_, all pushing up to the wharf. The steps leading -down to the water are crowded with gesticulating women; screaming and -gesticulating women hang over the railings above, beckoning to the -fishermen, calling to them, reaching over and dealing them sharp -whacks with their tin scuttles, if they do not reply. "Fisherman! I -say, Fisherman! Do you hear me or not?" they shout. Then they point to -one particular fish, and insist on having it handed up to them to -examine; if it does not please them, they fling it down with a jerk, -and ask for another. The boats were full of fish: silver-skinned -herring, mackerel, salmon, eels, and a small fish like a perch, but of -a gorgeous dark red color; others vermilion and white, or iridescent -opal, blue, and black; many of them writhing in death, and changing -color each second. Every few minutes a new boat would appear darting -in, wriggling its way where it had seemed not one boat more could -come; then a rush of the women to see what the new boat had brought, -a fresh outburst of screams and gesticulations; then a lull and a -sinking back to the noisy monotone of the previous chaffering. Some of -the boats were rowed by women,--splendid creatures, in gay red bodices -and white head-dresses, standing with one foot on the seat, and -sculling their little craft in and out, dexterously shoving everybody -to make way. - -On the wharf were a few dealers with stands and baskets of fish; these -were for the poorer people. "Fish that have died do be to be brought -there," said my guide, with a shudder and an expressive grimace, "for -very little money; it is the poor that take." Here were also great -tubs of squirming eels, alive in every inch from tip to tip. "Too -small to cook," said one woman, eying them contemptuously; and in a -twinkling she thrust her arm into the squirming mass, grasped a dozen -or more at once, lifted them out and flirted them into the seller's -face, then letting them fall back with a splash into the tub, "H'm, -pretty eels those are!" she said. "Put them back into the water with -their mothers:" at which a great laugh went up, and the seller -muttered something angrily which my guide would not translate for me. - -On our way home I stopped to look at a group of peasant women in gay -costumes. Two of them were from the Hardanger county, and wore the -beautiful white head-dress peculiar to that region: a large triangular -piece of fine crimped dimity pinned as closely as a Quaker cap around -the face; the two corners then rolled under and carried back over a -wooden frame projecting several inches on each side the head; the -central point hanging down behind, over the shoulders,--by far the -most picturesque of all the Norwegian head-dresses. A gentleman -passing by, seeing my interest in these peasant dresses, spoke to the -friend who was with me, whom he knew slightly, and said that if the -American lady would like to examine one of those peasant costumes he -had one which he would be happy to show to me. - -The incident is worth mentioning as a fair illustration of the quick, -ready, and cordial good-will of which Norwegians are full. Is there -any other country in the world where a man would take that sort and -amount of trouble for a chance traveller, of whom he knew nothing? - -This Norwegian led us to his house, and opened two boxes in which were -put away the clothes of his wife, who had been dead two years. This -peasant costume which he showed to us she had had made to wear to the -last ball she had attended. It was a beautiful costume; strictly -national and characteristic, and made of exquisite materials. The belt -was of silver-gilded links, with jewels set in them; the buttons for -wrists and throat of the white blouse were of solid silver, with gold -Maltese crosses hanging from them; the brooches and vest ornaments the -same; the stomacher of velvet, embroidered thick with beads and gold; -the long white apron with broad lace let in. All were rich and -beautiful. It was strange to see the dead woman's adornments thus -brought out for a stranger to admire; but it was done with such -simplicity and kindliness that it was only touching, as no shadow of -disrespect was in it. I felt instantly, like a friend, reverent toward -the relics of the woman I had never seen. - -One of our pleasantest Bergen days was a day that wound up with a -sunset picnic on the banks of a stray bit of sea, which had gone so -far on its narrow roadway east, among hill and meadow and rock, that -it was like an inland lake; and the track by which its tides slipped -back and forth looked at sunset like little more than a sunbeam, -broader and brighter than the rest which were slanting across. We had -come to it by several miles' driving to the north and east, over steep -and stony hills, up which the road wound in loops, zigzagging back and -forth, with superb views out seaward at every turn; at the top, -another great sweep of view away from the sea, past a desolate lake -and stony moor, to green hills and white mountains in the east. We -seemed above everything except the snow-topped peaks. At our feet, to -the west, lay the little sunny fjord; green meadows and trees and a -handful of houses around it; daisies and clover and tangles of -potentilla by the roadside; clumps of ragged robin also, which goes -better named in Norway, being called "silken blossom;" mountain ash, -larch, maple, and ash trees: bowlders of granite covered with mosses -and lichens, bedded on every side,--it was as winning a spot as sun -and sea and summer could make anywhere. On the edge of the fjord, -lifted a little above it, as on a terrace, was a small white cottage, -with a bit of garden, enclosed by white palings, running close to the -water. Roses, southernwood, currants, lilacs, cherry-trees, potatoes, -and primroses filled it full. We leaned over the paling and looked. An -old woman, with knitting in her hand, came quickly out, and begged us -to come in and take some flowers. No sooner had we entered the garden -than a second old woman came hurrying with scissors to cut the -flowers; and in a second more a third old woman with a basket to hold -them. It was not easy to stay their hands. Then, nothing would do but -we must go into the house and sit down, and see the brothers: two old -men, one a clergyman, the other stone blind. "I can English read in my -New Testament," said the clergyman, "but I cannot understand." "Yes, -to be sure," said the blind brother, echoing him. And it was soon -evident to us that it was not only sight of which the old man had been -bereft; his wits were gone too; all that he could do now was to echo -in gentle iteration every word that his brother or sisters said. "Yes, -to be sure," was his instantaneous comment on every word spoken. "I -think they are all just a little crazy. I am more happy now that we -are away," said my friend, as we departed with our roses. "I do know I -have heard that to be crazy is in that family." Crazy or not, they -were a very happy family on that sunny terrace, and sane enough to -have chosen the loveliest spot to live in within ten miles of Bergen. - -Another of our memorable Bergen days was marked by a true Norwegian -dinner in a simple Bergen home. "The carriage that shall take you will -come at six," the hostess had said. Punctual to the hour it came; -red-cheeked Nils and the cheery little ponies. On the threshold we -were met by the host and hostess, both saying, "Welcome." As soon as -we took our seats at table a toast was offered: "Welcome to the table" -(_Welkommen tilbords_). The meal was, as we had requested, a simple -Norwegian dinner. First, a soup, with balls made of chicken: the meat -scraped fine while it is raw; then pounded to a paste with cream in a -marble mortar, the cream added drop by drop, as oil is added to salad -dressing; this, delicately seasoned, made into small round balls and -cooked in the boiling soup, had a delicious flavor, and a consistency -which baffled all our conjecture. Next came salmon, garnished with -shreds of cucumber, and with clear melted butter for sauce. Next, -chickens stuffed tight with green parsley, and boiled; with these were -brought vegetables, raspberry jam, and stewed plums, all delicious. -Next, a light omelet, baked in a low oval tin pan, in which it was -brought to the table, the pan concealed in a frame of stiff white -dimity with a broad frill embroidered in red. Cheese and many other -dishes are served in this way in Norway, adorned with petticoats, or -frills of embroidered white stuffs. With this omelet were eaten cherry -sweetmeats, with which had been cooked all the kernels from the -cracked stones, giving a rare flavor and richness to the syrup. After -this, nuts, coffee, and cordials. When the dinner was over, the host -and the hostess stood in the doorway, one on either hand; as we passed -between them, they bowed to each one, saying, "God be with you." It is -the custom of each guest to say, "_Tak fur maden_" ("Thanks for the -meal"). After dinner our hostess played for us Norwegian airs, wild -and tender, and at ten o'clock came Nils and the ponies to take us -home. - -The next day the jagts came in, a sight fine enough to stir one's -blood; ten of them sailing into harbor in line, the same as they -sailed in Olaf's day,--their prows curling upward, as if they stepped -high on the waters from pride, and their single great square sail set -on their one mast doggedly across their decks, as if they could compel -winds' courses to suit them. They had been only four days running down -from Heligoland, ahead of a fierce north wind, which had not so much -as drawn breath even night or day, but blown them down flying. A rare -piece of luck for the jagts to hit such a wind as that: when the wind -faces them, they are sometimes four weeks on the way; for their one -great stolid sail amidships, which is all very well with the wind -behind it, is no kind of a sail to tack with, or to make headway on a -quartering wind. The Vikings must have had a hard time of it, often, -manoeuvring their stately craft in Mediterranean squalls, and in the -Bay of Biscay. One of these jagts bore a fine scarlet silk flag with a -yellow crown on it. It was called the king's jagt, because, a year -ago, the king had visited it, spent some time on board, and afterward -sent this flag as a gift to the captain. We hired an old boatman to -row us alongside, and clambered on board up a swinging ladder; then up -another ladder, still longer, to the top of the square mountain of -salt codfish which filled three fourths of the deck. Most of it was to -go to Spain, the skipper said,--to Spain and the Mediterranean. "It -was well for Norway that there were so many Roman Catholic Countries:" -no danger of an overstock of the fish market in Europe so long as good -Catholics keep Lent every spring and Fridays all the year round. If -the Catholics were to be converted, Norway would be plunged into -misery. One tenth of her whole population live off, if not on, fish; -the value of the fisheries is reckoned at over ten millions of dollars -a year. Not a fish goes free on the Norway coast. Even the shark has -to give up his liver for oil, from which item alone the Norwegians get -about half a million of dollars yearly. The herring, shining, silvery, -slippery fellows that they are, are the aristocrats of the Norway -waters; the cod is stupid, stays quietly at home on his banks, breeds -and multiplies, and waits to be caught year after year in the same -places. But the herring shoals are off and on, at capricious pleasure, -now here, now there, and to be watched for with unremitting vigilance. -Kings' squadrons might come to Norway with less attention than is -given to them. Flash, flash, flash, by electric telegraph from point -to point all along the Norway shore, is sent like lightning the news -of the arrival of their majesties the herring. - -Our boatman rowed us across the harbor to the landing at the foot of -the market-place. Climbing the steep hill, so steep that the roadway -for vehicles zigzags five times across it between bottom and top, we -looked back. Four more of the jagts were coming in,--colors flying, -sails taut; six more were in sight, it was said, farther out in the -fjord. The harbor was crowded with masts; the gay-colored houses and -red roofs and gables of the city on the east side of the harbor stood -out in relief against the gray, stony background of the high hill to -which they cling. The jagts seem to change the atmosphere of the whole -scene, and set it three centuries back. In the sunset light, they -looked as fine and fierce as if they had just brought Sigurd home from -Jerusalem. - -Another memorable Bergen day was a day at Valestrand, on the island -Osteroën. Valestrand is a farm which has been in the possession of Ole -Bull's family for several generations, and is still in the possession -of Ole Bull's eldest son. It lies two hours' sail north from -Bergen,--two hours, or four according to the number of lighters loaded -with cotton bales, wood, etc., which the steamer picks up to draw. -Steamers on Norway fjords are like country gentlemen who go into the -city every day and come out at night, always doing unexpected errands -for people along the road. No steamer captain going out from Bergen -may say how many times he will stop on his journey, or at what hour he -will reach its end: all of which is clear profit for the steamboat -company, no doubt, but is worrying to travellers; especially to those -who leave Bergen of a morning at seven, as we did, invited to -breakfast at Valestrand at nine, and do not see Osteroën's shore till -near eleven. People who were not going to Valestrand to breakfast that -day were eating breakfast on board, all around us: poor people eating -cracknels and dry bread out of baskets; well-to-do people eating -sausage, eggs, and coffee, neatly served at little tables on deck, and -all prepared in a tiny coop below-stairs, hardly big enough for one -person to turn around in. It is an enticing sight always for hungry -people to see eating going on; up to a certain point it whets -appetite, but beyond that it is both insult and injury. - -The harbor of Valestrand is a tiny amphitheatre of shallow water. No -big craft can get to the shore. As the steamer comes to a stop -opposite it, the old home of Ole Bull is seen on a slope at the head -of the harbor, looking brightly out over a bower of foliage to the -southern sun. It appears to be close to the water, but, on landing, -one discovers that he is still a half hour's walk away from it. A -little pathway of mossy stones, past an old boat-house, on whose -thatched roof flowering grasses and a young birch-tree were waving, -leads up from the water to the one road on the island. Wild pansies, -white clover, and dandelions, tinkling water among ferns and mosses, -along the roadsides, made the way beautiful; low hills rose on either -side, softly wooded with firs and birches feathery as plumes; in the -meadows, peasant men and women making hay,--the women in red jackets -and white blouses, a delight to the eye. Just in front of the house -is a small, darkly shaded lake, in which there is a mysterious -floating island, which moves up and down at pleasure, changing its -moorings often. - -The house is wooden, and painted of a pale flesh-color. The -architecture is of the light and fantastic order of which so much is -to be seen in Norway,--the instinctive reaction of the Norwegian -against the sharp, angular, severe lines of his rock-made, rock-bound -country; and it is vindicated by the fact that fantastic carvings, -which would look trivial and impertinent on houses in countries where -Nature herself had done more decorating, seem here pleasing and in -place. Before the house were clumps of rose-bushes in blossom, and -great circles of blazing yellow eschscholtzias. In honor of our -arrival, every room had been decorated with flowers and ferns; and -clumps of wild pansies in bloom had been set along the steps to the -porch. Ole Bull's own chamber and music-room are superb rooms, -finished in yellow pine, with rows of twisted and carved pillars, and -carved cornices and beams and panels, all done by Norwegian workmen. - -Valestrand was his home for many years, abandoned only when he found -one still more beautiful on the island of Lysoen, sixteen miles -southwest of Bergen. - -A Norwegian supper of trout freshly caught, and smothered in cream, -croquettes, salad, strawberries, goat's-milk cheese, with -fine-flavored gooseberry wine, served by a Norwegian maid in a -white-winged head-dress, scarlet jacket, and stomacher of gay beads, -closed our day. As we walked back to the little moss-grown wharf, we -found two peasants taking trout from the brook. Just where it dashed -foaming under a little foot-bridge, a stake-lined box trap had been -plunged deep in the water. As we were passing, the men lifted it out, -dripping, ten superb trout dashing about wildly in it, in terror and -pain; the scarlet spots on their sides shone like garnet crystals in -the sun, as the men emptied them on the ground, and killed them, one -by one, by knocking their heads against a stone with a sharp, quick -stroke, which could not have been so cruel as it looked. - -On our way back to Bergen we passed several little rowboats, creeping -slowly along, loaded high with juniper boughs. They looked like -little green islands broken loose from their places and drifting out -to sea. - -"For somebody's sorrow!" we said thoughtfully, as we watched them -slowly fading from sight in the distance; but we did not dream that in -so few days the green boughs would have been strewn for the burial of -the beloved musician whose home we had just left. - -The day of the burial of Ole Bull is a day that will never be -forgotten in Bergen. From mothers to children and to children's -children will go down the story of the day when from every house in -Bergen Norway's flag floated at half-mast, because Ole Bull was dead, -and the streets of Bergen for two miles--all the way from the quay to -the cemetery--were strewn with green juniper boughs, for the passage -of the procession bearing his body in sad triumph to the grave. It -must have been a touching sight. Early in the morning a steamer had -gone down to Lysoen to receive the body. This steamer on entering the -Bergen Fjord was met by fifteen others, all draped in black, to act as -its convoy. As the fleet approached the harbor, guns fired from the -fort, and answered by the steamers, made peals of echoes rolling away -gloriously among the hills. The harbor was crowded with shipping from -all parts of the world; every vessel's flag was at half-mast. The quay -was covered thick with green juniper, and festoons of green draped its -whole front to the very water's edge. Every shop and place of business -was shut; the whole population of the city stood waiting, silent, -reverent, for the landing of the dead body of the artist who had loved -Norway even as well as he loved the art to which his heart and life -had been given. While the body was borne from the boat and placed in -the high catafalque, a band played national airs of his arranging. -Young girls dressed in black bore many of the trophies which had been -given to him in foreign countries. His gold crown and orders were -carried by distinguished gentlemen of Bergen. As the procession passed -slowly along, flowers were showered on the coffin, and tears were seen -on many faces, but the silence was unbroken. - -At the grave, Norway's greatest orator and poet, Björnstjerne -Björnson, spoke a few words of eloquent love and admiration. The grave -was made on a commanding spot in the centre of Bergen's old cemetery, -in which interments had been forbidden for many years. This spot, -however, had been set apart more than thirty years ago, to be reserved -for the interment of some great man. It had been refused to the father -and framer of the Norwegian Constitution, Christie, whose statue -stands in Bergen, but it was offered for Ole Bull; so much more -tenderly does the world love artists than statesmen! The grave was -lined with flowers and juniper, and juniper and flowers lay -thick-strewn on the ground for a great space about. After the coffin -had been put in the grave, and the relatives had gone away, there was -paid a last tribute to Ole Bull,--a tribute more touching and of more -worth than the king's letter, the gold crown, all the orders, and the -flags of the world at half mast; meaning more love than the -pine-strewn streets of the silent city and the tears on its people's -faces,--a tribute from poor peasants, who had come in from the country -far and near, men who knew Ole Bull's music by heart, who in their -lonely, poverty-stricken huts had been proud of the man who had played -their "Gamle Norge" before the kings of the earth. These men were -there by hundreds, each bringing a green bough, or a fern, or a -flower; they waited humbly till all others had left the grave, then -crowded up, and threw in, each man, the only token he had been rich -enough to bring. The grave was filled to the brim; and it is not -irreverent to say that to Ole Bull, in heaven, there could come no -gladder memory of earth than that the last honors paid him there were -wild leaves and flowers of Norway, laid on his body by the loving -hands of Norway peasants. - - -FOUR DAYS WITH SANNA. - -A pair of eyes too blue for gray, too gray for blue; brown hair as -dark as hair can be, being brown and not black; a face fine without -beauty, gentle but firm; a look appealing, and yet full of a certain -steadfastness, which one can see would be changed to fortitude at once -if there were need; a voice soft, low, and of a rich fulness, in which -even Norwegian _sks_ flow melodiously and broken English becomes -music,--this is a little, these are a few features, of the portrait of -Sanna, all that can be told to any one not knowing Sanna herself. And -to those who do know her it would not occur to speak of the eyes, or -the hair, or the shy, brave look: to speak of her in description would -be lost time and a half-way impertinence; she is simply "Sanna." - -When she said she would go with me and show me two of the most -beautiful fjords of her country, her beloved Norway, I found no words -in which to convey my gladness. He who journeys in a foreign country -whose language he does not know is in sorrier plight for the time -being than one born a deaf-mute. Deprived all of a sudden of his two -chief channels of communication with his fellows, cut off in an hour -from all which he has been wont to gain through his ears and express -by his tongue, there is no telling his abject sense of helplessness. -The more he has been accustomed to free intercourse, exact replies, -ready compliance, and full utterance among his own people, the worse -off he feels himself now. It is ceaseless humiliation added to -perpetual discomfort. And the more novel the country, and the greater -his eagerness to understand all he sees, the greater is his misery: -the very things which, if he were not this pitiful deaf-mute, would -give him his best pleasures, are turned into his chief torments; even -evident friendliness on the part of those he meets becomes as -irritating a misery as the sound of waterfalls in the ears of -Tantalus. Nowhere in the world can this misery of unwilling dumbness -and deafness be greater, I think, than it is in Norway. The evident -good-will and readiness to talk of the Norwegian people are as -peculiarly their own as are their gay costumes and their flower-decked -houses. Their desire to meet you half-way is so great that they talk -on and on, in spite of the palpable fact that not one word of all they -say conveys any idea to your mind; and at last, when your despair has -become contagious, and they accept the situation as hopeless, they -seize your hand in both of theirs, and pressing it warmly let it fall -with a smile and a shake of the head, which speak volumes of regret -both for their own loss and for yours. - -It took much planning to contrive what we could best do in the four -days which were all that we could have for our journey. The comings -and goings of steamboats on the Norway fjords, their habits in the -matter of arriving and departing, the possibilities and -impossibilities of carioles, caleches, peasant carts and horses, the -contingencies and uncertainties of beds at inns,--all these things, -taken together, make any programme of journeying, in any direction in -Norway, an aggregate of complications, risks, and hindrances enough to -deter any but the most indomitable lovers of Nature and adventure. -Long before it was decided which routes promised us most between a -Saturday afternoon and the next Wednesday night, I had abandoned all -effort to grapple understandingly with the problems, and left the -planning entirely to my wiser and more resolute companion. Each -suggestion that I made seemed to involve us in deeper perplexities. -One steamer would set off at three in the morning; another would -arrive at the same hour; a third would take us over the most beautiful -parts of a fjord in the night; on a fourth route nothing in the way of -vehicles could be procured, except the peasant's cart, a thing in -which no human being not born a Norwegian peasant can drive for half a -day without being shaken to a jelly; on a fifth we should have to wait -three days for a return boat; on another it was unsafe to go without -having received beforehand the promise of a bed, the accommodations -for travellers being so scanty. The old puzzle of the fox and the -goose and the corn is an _a b c_ in comparison with the dilemma we -were in. At last, when I thought I had finally arranged a scheme which -would enable us to see two of the finest of the fjords within our -prescribed time, a scheme which involved spending a day and a night in -the little town of Gudvangen, in the valley of Nerodal, Sanna -exclaimed, shuddering, "We cannot! we cannot! The mountains are over -us. We can sleep at Gudvangen; but a whole day? No! You shall not like -a whole day at Gudvangen. The mountains are so--" And she finished her -sentence by another shudder and a gesture of cowering, which were more -eloquent than words. So the day at Gudvangen was given up, and it was -arranged that we were to wait one day at some other point on the road, -wherever it might seem good, and upon no account come to Gudvangen for -anything more than to take the steamer away from it. - -The heat of a Bergen noon is like a passing smile on a stern face. It -was cold at ten, and it will be cold again long before sunset; you -have your winter wrap on your arm, and you dare not be separated from -it, but the mid-day glares at and down on you, and makes the wrap seem -not only intolerable but incongruous. As we drove to the steamer at -twelve o'clock, with fur-trimmed wraps and heavy rugs filling the -front seat of the carriage, and our faces flushed with heat, I said, -"What an absurd amount of wraps for a midsummer journey! I have a mind -to let Nils carry back this heavy rug." - -"I think you shall be very glad if you have it," remarked Sanna. "Oh!" -she exclaimed with a groan, "there is Bob." - -Bob is Sanna's dog,--a small black spaniel, part setter, with a -beautiful head and eye, and a devotion to his mistress which lovers -might envy. Never, when in her presence, does he remove his eyes from -her for many minutes. He either revolves restlessly about her like an -alert scout, or lays himself down with a sentry-like expression at her -feet. - -"Oh, what is to do with Bob?" she continued, gazing helplessly at me. -The rascal was bounding along the road, curvetting, and wagging his -tail, and looking up at us with an audacious leer on his handsome -face. "He did understand perfectly that he should not come," said -Sanna; hearing which, Bob hung back, behind the carriage. - -"Nils must carry him back," I said. Then, relenting, seeing the look -of distress on Sanna's face, I added, "Could we not take him with us?" - -"Oh, no, it must be impossible," she replied. "It is for the lambs. He -does drive them and frighten them. He must stay, but we shall have -trouble." - -Fast the little Norwegian ponies clattered down to the wharf. No Bob. -As we went on board he was nowhere to be seen. Anxiously Sanna -searched for him, to give him into Nils's charge. He was not to be -found. The boat began to move. Still no Bob. We settled ourselves -comfortably; already the burdensome rug was welcome. "I really think -Bob must have missed us in the crowd," I said. - -"I do not know, I do not think," replied Sanna, her face full of -perplexity. "Oh!" with a cry of dismay. "He is here!" - -There he was! Abject, nearly dragging his body on the deck like a -snake, his tail between his legs, fawning, cringing, his eyes fixed on -Sanna, he crawled to her feet. Only his eyes told that he felt any -emotion except remorse; they betrayed him; their expression was the -drollest I ever saw on a dumb creature's face. It was absurd; it was -impossible, incredible, if one had not seen it; as plainly as if words -had been spoken, it avowed the whole plot, the distinct exultation in -its success. "Here I am," it said, "and I know very well that now the -steamer has begun to move you are compelled to take me with you. My -heart is nearly broken with terror and grief at the thought of your -displeasure, but all the same I can hardly contain myself for delight -at having outwitted you so completely." All this while he was -wriggling closer and closer to her feet, watching her eye, as a child -watches its mother's, for the first show of relenting. Of course we -began to laugh. At the first beginning of a smile in Sanna's eyes, he -let his tail out from between his legs, and began to flap it on the -deck; as the smile broadened, he gradually rose to his feet; and by -the time we had fairly burst into uncontrolled laughter, he was erect, -gambolling around us like a kid, and joining in the chorus of our -merriment by a series of short, sharp yelps of delight, which, being -interpreted, would doubtless have been something like, "Ha, ha! Beat -'em, and they 're not going to thrash me, and I'm booked for the whole -journey now, spite of fate! Ha, ha!" Then he stretched himself at our -feet, laid his nose out flat on the deck, and went to sleep as -composedly as if he had been on the hearth-rug at home; far more -composedly than he would had he dreamed of the experiences in store -for him. - -"Poor Bob!" said Sanna. "It must be that we shall send him back by the -steamer." Poor Bob, indeed! Long before we reached our first landing, -Bob was evidently sea-sick. The beautiful water of the great Hardanger -Fjord was as smooth as an inland lake; changing from dark and -translucent green in the narrowing channels, where the bold shores -came so near together that we could count the trees, to brilliant and -sparkling blue in the wider opens. But little cared Bob for the beauty -of the water; little did it comfort him that the boat glided as gently -as is possible for a boat to move. He had never been on a boat before, -and did not know it was smooth. Piteously he roamed about, from place -to place, looking off; then he would come and stand before Sanna, -quivering in every fibre, and looking up at her with sorrowful appeal -in his eyes. His thoughts were plainly written in his countenance now, -as before; but nobody could have had the heart to laugh at him. Poor -fellow! He was not the first creature that has been bowed down by the -curse of a granted prayer. - -Presently there came a new trouble. All along the Hardanger Fjord are -little hamlets and villages and clusters of houses, tucked in in nooks -among rocks and on rims of shore at the base of the high, stony walls -of mountains, and snugged away at the heads of inlets. Many of these -are places of summer resort for the Bergen people, who go out of town -into the country in summer, I fancy, somewhat as the San Francisco -people do, not to find coolness, but to find warmth; for the air in -these sheltered nooks and inlets of the fjords is far softer than it -is in Bergen, which has the strong sea wind blowing in its teeth all -the while. On Saturdays the steamers for the Hardanger country are -crowded with Bergen men going out to spend the Sunday with their -families or friends who are rusticating at these little villages. At -many of these spots there is no landing except by small boats; and it -was one of the pleasantest features of the sail, the frequent pausing -of the steamer off some such nook, and the putting out of the rowboats -to fetch or to carry passengers. They would row alongside, half a -dozen at a time, bobbing like corks, and the agile Norwegians would -skip in and out of and across them as deftly as if they were stepping -on firm floor. The Norwegian peasant is as much at home in a boat as a -snail in his shell,--women as well as men; they row, stand, leap, -gesticulate, lift burdens, with only a rocking plank between their -feet and fathomless water, and never seem to know that they are not on -solid ground. In fact, they are far more graceful afloat than on -ground: on the land they shuffle and walk in a bent and toil-worn -attitude, the result of perpetual carrying of loads on their backs; -but they bend to their oars with ease and freedom, and wheel and turn -and shoot and back their little skiffs with a dexterity which leaves -no room for doubt that they can do anything they choose on water. It -would not have astonished me, any day, to see a Norwegian coming -towards me in two boats at once, one foot in each boat, walking on the -water in them, as a man walks on snow in snow-shoes. I never did see -it, but I am sure they could do it. - -When these boats came alongside, Bob peered wistfully over the -railings, but did not offer to stir. The connection between this new -variety of water craft and _terra firma_ he did not comprehend. But at -the first landing which we reached, he gazed for a moment intently, -and then bounded forward like a shot, across the gangway, in among the -crowd on the wharf, in a twinkling. - -"Oh!" shrieked Sanna, "Bob is on shore!" And she rushed after him, and -brought him back, crestfallen. But he had learned the trick of it; and -after that, his knack at disappearing some minutes before we came to a -wharf--thereby luring us into a temporary forgetfulness of him--and -then, when we went to seek him, making himself invisible among the -people going on shore, was something so uncanny that my respect for -him fast deepened into an awe which made an odd undercurrent of -anxiety, mingling with my enjoyment of the beauties of the fjord. It -was strange, while looking at grand tiers of hills rising one behind -the other, with precipitous fronts, the nearer ones wooded, the -farther ones bare and stony, sometimes almost solid rock, walling the -beautiful green and blue water as if it had been a way hewn for it to -pass; shining waterfalls pouring down from the highest summits, -straight as a beam of light, into the fjord, sometimes in full -torrents dazzling bright, sometimes in single threads as if of -ravelled cloud, sometimes in a broken line of round disks of -glittering white on the dark green, the course of the water in the -intervals between being marked only by a deeper green and a sunken -line in the foliage,--it was strange, side by side with the wonder at -all this beauty, to be wondering to one's self also what Bob would do -next. But so it was hour by hour, all of our way up the Hardanger -Fjord, till we came, in the early twilight at half-past ten o'clock, -to Eide, our journey's end. The sun had set--if in a Norway summer it -can ever be truly said to set--two hours before, and in its slow -sinking had turned the mountains, first pink, then red, then to an -opaline tint, blending both pink and red with silver gray and white; -all shifting and changing so fast that the mountains themselves seemed -to be quivering beneath. Then, of a sudden, they lost color and turned -gray and dark blue. Belts and downstretching lines of snow shone out -sternly on their darkened summits; a shadowy half-moon rose above them -in the southeast, and the strange luminous night lit up the little -hamlet of Eide, almost light like day, as we landed. - -At first sight Eide looked as if the houses, as well as the people, -had just run down to the shore to meet the boat: from the front -windows of the houses one might easily look into the cabin windows of -the boat,--so narrow strips of shore do the mountain walls leave -sometimes along these fjords, and such marvellous depth of water do -the fjords bring to the mountains' feet. - -"Have you written for rooms? Where are you going? There isn't a bed in -Eide," were the first words that greeted us from some English people -who had left Bergen days before, and whom we never expected to see -again. The disappearing, reappearing, and turning up of one's -travelling acquaintances in Norway is one of the distinctive -experiences of the country. The chief routes of tourist travel are so -involved with each other, and so planned for exchange, interchange, -and succession of goers and comers, that the perpetual _rencontres_ of -chance acquaintances are amusing. It is like a performance of the -figures of a country-dance on a colossal scale, so many miles to a -figure; and if one sits down quietly at any one of the large inns for -a week, the great body of Norway tourists for that week will be pretty -sure to pass under his inspection. - -At Holt's, in Bergen, one sees, say forty travellers, at breakfast, -any morning. Before supper at eight in the evening these forty have -gone their ways, and a second forty have arrived, and so on; and -wherever he goes during the following week he will meet detachments of -these same bands: each man sure that he has just done the one thing -best worth doing, and done it in the best way; each eloquent in praise -or dispraise of the inns, the roads, and the people, and ready with -his "Oh, but you must be sure to see" this, that, or the other. - -There were those who sat up all night in Eide, that night, for want of -a bed; but Bob and we were well lodged in a pretty bedroom, with two -windows white-curtained and two beds white-ruffled to the floor, on -which were spread rugs of black-and-white goatskins edged with coarse -home-made blue flannel. In the parlor and the dining-room of the -little inn, carved book-cases and pipe-cases hung on the walls; ivies -trained everywhere; white curtains, a piano, black-worsted-covered -high-backed chairs, spotless table linen, and old silver gave an air -of old-fashioned refinement to the rooms, which was a surprise. - -The landlady wore the peasant's costume of the Hardanger country: the -straight black skirt to the ankles, long white apron, sleeveless -scarlet jacket, with a gay beaded stomacher over a full white blouse, -shining silver ornaments at throat and wrists, and on her head the -elegant and dignified head-dress of fine crimped white lawn, which -makes the Hardanger wives by far the most picturesque women to be seen -in all Norway. - -At seven in the morning a young peasant girl opened our bedroom door -cautiously to ask if we would have coffee in bed. Bob flew at her with -a fierce yelp, which made her retreat hastily, and call for -protection. Being sharply reproved by Sanna, Bob stood doggedly -defiant in the middle of the floor, turning his reproachful eyes from -her to the stranger, and back again, plainly saying, "Ungrateful one! -How should I know she was not an enemy? That is the way enemies -approach." The girl wore the peasant maiden's dress: a short black -skirt bound with scarlet braid, sewed to a short sleeveless green -jacket, which was little wider than a pair of suspenders between the -shoulders behind. Her full, long-sleeved white blouse came up high in -the throat, and was fastened there by two silver buttons with Maltese -crosses hanging from them by curiously twisted chains. Her yellow hair -was braided in two thick braids, and wound tight round her head like a -wreath. She had a fair skin, tender, honest blue eyes, and a face -serious enough for a Madonna. But she laughed when she brought us the -eggs for our breakfast, kept warm in many folds of linen napkin held -down by a great motherly hen of gray china with a red crest on its -head. - -The house was a small white cottage; at the front door a square porch, -large enough to hold two tables and seats for a dozen people; opposite -this a vine-wreathed arch and gate led into a garden, at the foot of -which ran a noisy little river. An old bent peasant woman was always -going back and forth between the house and the river, carrying water -in two pails hung from a yoke on her shoulders. A bit of half-mowed -meadow joined the garden. It had been mowed at intervals, a little -piece at a time, so that the surface was a patchwork of different -shades of green. The hay was hung out to dry on short lines of fence -here and there. Grass is always dried in this way in Norway, and can -hang on the fences for two weeks and not be hurt, even if it is -repeatedly wet by rain. One narrow, straggling street led off up the -hillside, and suddenly disappeared as if the mountains had swallowed -it. The houses were thatched, with layers of birch bark put under the -boards; sods of earth on top; and flowers blooming on them as in a -garden. One roof was a bed of wild pansies, and another of a tiny pink -flower as fine as a grass; and young shoots of birch waved on them -both. The little river which ran past the inn garden had come down -from the mountains through terraced meadows, which were about half and -half meadow and terrace; stony and swampy, and full of hillocks and -hollows. New England has acres of fields like them; only here there -were big blue harebells and pink heath, added to clover and -buttercups, wild parsley and yarrow. On tiny pebbly bits of island -here and there in the brook grew purple thistles, "snow flake," and -bushes of birch and ash. - -Bob rollicked in the lush grass, as we picked our way among the moist -hollows of this flowery meadow. In Sanna's hand dangled a bit of rope, -which he eyed suspiciously. She had brought it with her to tie him up, -when the hour should come for him to be carried on board the steamer. -He could not have known this, for he had never been tied up in his -life. But new dangers had roused new wariness in his acute mind: he -had distinctly heard the word "steamer" several times that morning, -and understood it. I said to him immediately after breakfast, "Bob, -you have to go home by the steamer this morning." He instantly crept -under the sofa, his tail between his legs, and cowered and crouched in -the farthest corner; no persuasions could lure him out, and his eyes -were piteous beyond description. Not until we had walked some distance -from the house, in a direction opposite to the steamer wharf, did he -follow us. Then he came bounding, relieved for the time being from -anxiety. At last Sanna, in a feint of play, tied the rope around his -neck. His bewilderment and terror were tragic. Setting all four feet -firmly on the ground, he refused to stir, except as he was dragged by -main force. It was plain that he would be choked to death before he -would obey. The rope project must be abandoned. Perhaps he could be -lured on board, following Sanna. Vain hope! Long before we reached the -wharf, the engine of the boat gave a shrill whistle. At the first -sound of it Bob darted away like the wind, up the road, past the -hotel, out of sight in a minute. We followed him a few rods, and then -gave it up. Again he had outwitted us. We walked to the steamer, -posted a letter, sat down, and waited. The steamer blew five -successive signals, and then glided away from the wharf. In less than -three minutes, before she was many rods off, lo, Bob! back again, -prancing around us with glee, evidently keeping his eye on the -retreating steamboat, and chuckling to himself at his escape. - -"O Bob, Bob!" groaned Sanna. "What is to do with you?" - -We were to set off for Vossevangen by carriage at three; at half-past -two poor Bob was carried, struggling, into the wood-shed, and tied up. -His cries were piteous, almost more than we could bear. I am sure he -understood the whole plot; but the worst was to come. By somebody's -carelessness, the wood-shed door was opened just as we were driving -away from the porch. With one convulsive leap and cry, Bob tore his -rope from the log to which it was tied, and darted out. The stable -boys caught him, and held him fast; his cries were human. Sanna buried -her face in her hands and exclaimed, "Oh, say to the driver that he go -so fast as he can!" And we drove away, leaving the poor, faithful, -loving creature behind, to be sent by express back to Bergen on the -steamer the next day. It was like leaving a little child alone among -strangers, heart-broken and terrified. When we returned to Bergen we -learned that he had touched neither food nor drink till he reached -home, late the next night. - -To go from Eide to Vossevangen, one must begin by climbing up out of -Eide. It is at the bottom of a well, walled by green hills and -snow-topped mountains; at the top of the well the country spreads out -for a little, only to meet higher hills, higher mountains. Here lies a -great lake, rimmed by broad borders of reeds, which shook and -glistened in the wind and sun like the spears of half-drowned armies -as we passed. Clumps and groves of ash-trees on the shores of this -lake looked like huge clumsy torches set in the ground: their tops had -been cut down again and again, till they had grown as broad as they -were high. The leaves are used for the feed of sheep, and the boughs -for firewood; and as in the frugal Norwegian living nothing that can -be utilized is left to lie idle, never an ash-tree has the chance to -shoot up, become tall and full of leaf. Magpies flitted in and out -among them. - -"One is for sorrow, and two are for joy, three must be a marriage, and -four do bring good fortune, we do say in Norway," said Sanna. "But I -think we shall have all sorrow and joy, and to be married many times -over, if it be true," she added, as the noisy, showy creatures -continued to cross our road by twos and threes. - -High up on the hills, just in the edge of snow patches, sæters were -to be seen, their brown roofs looking as much a part of the lonely -Nature as did the waterfalls and the pine-trees. On all sides shone -the water,--trickling fosses down precipices, outbursting fosses from -ravines and dells; just before us rose a wall some three thousand feet -high, over which leaped a foaming cataract. - -"We shall go there," said Sanna, pointing up to it. Sure enough, we -did. By loops so oval and narrow they seemed twisted as if to thread -their way, as eyes of needles are threaded, the road wound and -doubled, and doubled and wound, six times crossing the hill front in -fifteen hundred feet. At each double, the valley sank below us; the -lake sank; the hills which walled the lake sank; the road was only a -broad rift among piled bowlders. In many places these bowlders were -higher than our heads; but there was no sense of danger, for the road -was a perfect road, smooth as a macadamized turnpike. Along its outer -edge rows of thickly set rocks, several feet high, and so near each -other that no carriage could possibly fall between; in the most -dangerous places stout iron bars were set from rock to rock; these -loops of chain ladder up the precipice were as safe as a summer -pathway in a green meadow. On a stone bridge of three arches we -crossed the waterfall: basins of rocks above us, filled with spray; -basins and shelves and ledges of rocks below us, filled with spray; -the bridge black and slippery wet, and the air thick with spray, like -a snow-storm; precipices of water on the right and the left. It was -next to being an eagle on wing in a storm to cross that bridge in -upper air. At the sixth turn we came out abreast of the top of the -waterfall, and in a moment more had left all the stress and storm and -tumult of waters behind us, and glided into a sombre, still roadway -beside a calm little river deep in a fir forest. Only the linnæa had -won bloom out of this darkness; its courageous little tendrils -wreathed the tree trunks nestled among the savage rocks, and held up -myriads of pink cups wet with the ceaseless spray. It was a dreary, -lonely place; miles of gaunt swamp, forest, and stony moor; here and -there a farm-house, silent as if deserted. - -"Where are all the people? Why do we not see any one moving about the -houses?" I asked. - -"In the house, reading, every one," replied Sanna. "On a Sunday -afternoon, if there is no service in church, all Norwegian farm people -do go into their houses, and spend all afternoon in reading and in -religion." - -At last we reached a more open country,--an off look to the west; new -ranges of snow-topped mountains came in sight. We began to descend; -another silent river slipping down by our side; two more dark, shining -lakes. On the shore of one, a peasant man--the first living creature -we had seen for ten miles--was taking his cart out of a little shed by -the roadside. This shed was the only sign of human habitation to be -seen in the region. His horse stood near by, with a big barrel slung -on each side: they were barrels of milk, which had just been brought -down in this way from a sæter which we could see, well up in the -cloud region, far above the woods on the left. Down the steep path -from this sæter the man had walked, and the horse bearing the -barrels of milk had followed. Now the barrels were to be put in the -cart, and carried to Eide. Ten miles more that milk was to be carried -before it reached its market; and yet, at the little inn in Eide, for -a breakfast, at which one may drink all the milk he desires, he will -be asked to pay only thirty-five cents. What else beside milk? Fresh -salmon, trout, two kinds of rye bread and two of white, good butter, -six kinds of cheese, herrings done in oil and laurel leaves in tiny -wooden barrels, cold sausage, ham, smoked salmon (raw), coffee and -tea, and perhaps--wild strawberries: this will be the Eide -summer-morning breakfast. The cheese feature in the Norwegian -breakfast is startling at first: all colors, sizes, shapes, and smells -known of cheese; it must be owned they are not savory for breakfast, -but the Norwegian eats them almost as a rite. He has a proverb in -regard to cheese as we have of fruit: "Gold in the morning, silver at -noon, and lead at night;" and he lives up to it more implicitly than -we do to ours. - -As we neared Vossevangen, the silent river grew noisier and noisier, -and at last let out all its reserves in a great torrent which leaped -down into the valley with a roar. This torrent also was bridged at its -leap; and the bridge seemed to be in a perpetual quiver from the shock -of it. The sides of the rocky gorge below glistened black like ebony; -they had been worn into columnar grooves by the centuries of whirling -waters; the knotted roots of a fir forest jutted out above them, and -long spikes of a beautiful white flower hung out from their crevices -in masses of waving snowy bloom. It looked like a variety of the -house-leek, but no human hand could reach it to make sure. - -Vossevangen is a little farming hamlet on the west shore of a -beautiful lake. The region is one of the best agricultural districts -in western Norway; the "Vos" farmers are held to be fortunate and well -to do, and their butter and cheese always bring high prices in market. - -On the eastern shore of the lake is a chain of mountains, from two to -four thousand feet high; to the south, west, and north rise the green -hills on which the farms lie; above these, again, rise other hills, -higher and more distant, where in the edges of the snow tracts or -buried in fir forests are the sæters, the farmers' summer homes. - -As we drove into the village we met the peasants going home from -church: the women in short green or black gowns, with gay jackets and -white handkerchiefs made into a flying-buttress sort of head-dress on -their heads; the men with knee-breeches, short vests, and jackets -thick trimmed with silver buttons. Every man bowed and every woman -courtesied as we passed. To pass any human being on the highway -without a sign or token of greeting would be considered in Norway the -height of ill manners; any child seen to do it would be sharply -reproved. Probably few things would astonish the rural Norwegian more -than to be told that among the highly civilized it is considered a -mark of good breeding, if you chance to meet a fellow-man on the -highway, to go by him with no more recognition of his presence than -you would give to a tree or a stone wall. - -It is an odd thing that a man should be keeping the Vossevangen Hotel -to-day who served in America's civil war, was for two years in one of -the New York regiments, and saw a good deal of active service. He was -called back to Norway by the death of his father, which made it -necessary for him to take charge of the family estate in Vossevangen. -He has married a Vossevangen woman, and is likely to end his days -there; but he hankers for Chicago, and always will. He keeps a fairly -good little hotel, on the shores of the lake, with a row of -willow-trees in front; dwarf apple-trees, gooseberry and currant -bushes, and thickets of rhubarb in his front yard; roses, too, besides -larkspur and phlox; but the rhubarb has the place of honor. The -dining-room and the parlor were, like those at Eide, adorned with -ivies and flowering plants; oleanders in the windows and potted -carnations on the table. In one corner of the dining-room was a large -round table covered with old silver for sale: tankards, chains, belts, -buttons, coins, rings, buckles, brooches, ornaments of all -kinds,--hundreds of dollars' worth of things. There they lay, day and -night, open to all who came; and they had done this, the landlady -said, for years, and not a single article had ever been stolen: from -which it is plain that not only is the Norwegian honest himself, there -must be a contagion in his honesty, which spreads it to all travellers -in his country. - -The next morning, early, we set off in a peasant's cart to visit some -of the farm-houses. - -"Now you shall see," said Sanna, "that it was not possible if you had -all day to ride in this kind of wagon." - -It did not take long to prove the truth of her remark. A shallow -wooden box set on two heavy wheels; a wooden seat raised on two -slanting wooden braces, so high that one's feet but just reach the -front edge of the box; no dasher, no sides to seat, no anything, -apparently, after you are up, except your hard wooden seat and two -pounding wheels below,--this is the peasant wagon. The horse, low down -between two heavy thills, is without traces, pulls by a breast collar, -is guided by rope reins, and keeps his heels half the time under the -front edge of the box. The driver stands up in the box behind you, and -the rope reins are in your hair, or on your neck, shoulders, ears, as -may be. The walloping motion of this kind of box, drawn by a frisky -Norwegian horse over rough roads, is droll beyond description. But -when it comes to going down hills in it, and down hills so steep that -the box appears to be on the point of dumping you between the horse's -ears at each wallop, it ceases to be droll, and becomes horrible. Our -driver was a splendid specimen of a man,--six feet tall, strong built, -and ruddy. When he found that I was an American, he glowed all over, -and began to talk rapidly to Sanna. He had six brothers in America. - -"They do say that they all have it very good there," interpreted -Sanna; "and he thinks to go there himself so soon as there is money to -take all. It must be that America is the best country in the world, to -have it so good there that every man can have it good." - -The roads up the hills were little more than paths. Often for many -rods there was no trace of wheels on the stony ledges; again the track -disappeared in a bit of soft meadow. As we climbed, the valley below -us rounded and hollowed, and the lake grew smaller and smaller to the -eye; the surrounding hills opened up, showing countless valleys -winding here and there among them. It was a surpassingly beautiful -view. Vast tracts of firs, inky black in the distances, emphasized the -glittering of the snow fields above them and the sunny green of the -nearer foregrounds below. - -The first farm which we visited lay about three miles north of the -village,--three miles north and up. The buildings were huddled -together, some half dozen of them, in a haphazard sort of way, with no -attempt at order, no front, no back, and no particular reason for -approaching one way rather than another. Walls of hewn logs, black -with age; roofs either thatched, or covered with huge slabs of slate, -laid on irregularly and moss-grown; rough stones or logs for -doorsteps; so little difference between the buildings that one was at -a loss to know which were meant for dwellings and which for barns,--a -more unsightly spot could hardly be imagined. But the owners had as -quick an instinct of hospitality as if they dwelt in a palace. No -sooner did Sanna mention that I was from America, and wished to see -some of the Norwegian farm-houses, than their faces brightened with -welcome and good-will, and they were ready to throw open every room -and show me all their simple stores. - -"There is not a man in all Vos," they said, "who has not a relative in -America." And they asked eager question after question, in insatiable -curiosity, about the unknown country whither their friends had gone. - -The wives and daughters of the family were all away, up at the -sæter with the cows; only the men and the servant maids were left -at home to make the hay. Would I not go up to the sæter? The -mistress would be distressed that an American lady had visited the -farm in her absence. I could easily go to the sæter in a day. It -was only five hours on horseback, and about a half-hour's walk, at the -last, over a path too rough even for riding. Very warmly the men urged -Sanna to induce me to make the trip. They themselves would leave the -haying and go with me, if I would only go; and I must never think I -had seen Norwegian farming unless I had seen the sæter also, they -said. - -The maids were at dinner in the kitchen. It was a large room, with -walls not more than eight feet high, black with smoke; and in the -centre a square stone trough, above which was built a funnel chimney. -In this hollow trough a fire smouldered, and above it hung an enormous -black caldron, full of beer, which was being brewed. One of the maids -sprang from her dinner, lifted a trap door in the floor, disappeared -in the cellar, and presently returned, bringing a curious wooden -drinking-vessel shaped like a great bowl, with a prow at each side for -handles, and painted in gay colors. This was brimming full of new -beer, just brewed. Sanna whispered to me that it would be bad manners -if we did not drink freely of it. It was passed in turn to each member -of the party. The driver, eying me sharply as I forced down a few -mouthfuls of the nauseous drink, said something to Sanna. - -"He asks if American ladies do not like beer," said Sanna. "He is -mortified that you do not drink. It will be best that we drink all we -can. It is all what they have. Only I do hope that they give us not -brandy." - -There was no window in the kitchen, no ventilation except through the -chimney and the door. A bare wooden table, wooden chairs, a few -shelves, where were ranged some iron utensils, were all the furniture -of the gloomy room. The maids' dinner consisted of a huge plate of -fladbröd and jugs of milk; nothing else. They would live on that, -Sanna said, for weeks, and work in the hay-fields from sunrise till -midnight. - -Opposite the kitchen was the living-room,--the same smoky log walls, -bare floors, wooden chairs and benches. The expression of poverty was -dismal. - -"I thought you said these people were well to do!" I exclaimed. - -"So they are," replied Sanna. "They are very well off; they do not -know that it is not comfort to be like this. They shall have money in -banks, these people. All the farmers in Vos are rich." - -Above the living-room were two bedrooms and clothes-rooms. Here, in -gay painted scarlet boxes and hanging from lines, were the clothes of -the family and the bed linen of the house. Mistress and maid alike -must keep their clothes in this common room. The trunks were ranged -around the sides of the room, each locked with a key big enough to -lock prison doors. On one side of one of the rooms were three bunk -beds built in under the eaves. These were filled with loose straw, and -had only blankets for covers. Into this straw the Norwegian burrows by -night, rolled in his blankets. The beds can never be moved, for they -are built in with the framework of the house. No wonder that the -Norwegian flea has, by generations of such good lodging and food, -become a triumphant Bedouin marauder, in comparison with whom the -fleas of all other countries are too petty to deserve mention. - -The good-natured farmer opened his mother's box as well as his wife's, -and with awkward and unaccustomed hands shook out their Sunday -costumes for us to see. From another box, filled with soft blankets -and linen, he took out a bottle of brandy, and pouring some into a -little silver bowl, with the same prow-shaped handles as the wooden -one we had seen in the kitchen, pressed us to drink. One drop of it -was like liquid fire. He seemed hurt that we refused more, and poured -it down his own throat at a gulp, without change of a muscle. Then he -hid the brandy bottle again under the blankets, and the little silver -cup in the till of his mother's chest, and locked them both up with -the huge keys. - -Downstairs we found an aged couple, who had come from another of the -buildings, hearing of our presence. These were the grandparents. The -old woman was eighty-four, and was knitting briskly without glasses. -She took us into the storerooms, where were bins of flour and grain; -hams of beef and pork hanging up; wooden utensils of all sorts, -curiously carved and stained wooden spoons, among other things,--a -cask full of them, put away to be used "when they had a merry-making." -Here also were stacks of fladbröd. This is the staple of the -Norwegian's living; it is a coarse bread made of dark flour, in cakes -as thin as a wafer and as big round as a barrel. This is baked once a -year, in the spring, is piled up in stacks in the storerooms, and -keeps good till the spring baking comes round again. It is very sweet -and nutritious: one might easily fare worse than to have to make a -meal of it with milk. On one of the storeroom shelves I spied an old -wooden drinking-bowl, set away with dried peas in it. It had been -broken, and riveted together in the bottom, but would no longer hold -water, so had been degraded to this use. It had once been gayly -painted, and had a motto in old Norwegian around the edge: "Drink in -good-will, and give thanks to God." I coveted the thing, and offered -to buy it. It was a study to see the old people consult with each -other if they should let it go. It seemed that when they first went to -housekeeping it had been given to them by the woman's mother, and was -an old bowl even then. It was certainly over a hundred years old, and -how much more there was no knowing. After long discussion they decided -to sell it to me for four kroner (about one dollar), which the son -thought (Sanna said) was a shameful price to ask for an old broken -bowl. But he stood by in filial submission, and made no loud objection -to the barter. The old woman also showed us a fine blanket, which had -been spun and woven by her mother a hundred years ago. It was as gay -of color and fantastic of design as if it had been made in Algiers. -This too she was willing to sell for an absurdly small price, but it -was too heavy to bring away. At weddings and other festivities these -gay blankets are hung on the walls; and it is the custom for neighbors -to lend all they can on such occasions. - -The next farm we visited belonged to the richest people in Vos. It lay -a half-mile still higher up, and the road leading to it seemed -perilously steep. The higher we went, the greater the profusion of -flowers: the stony way led us through tracts of bloom, in blue and -gold; tall spikes of mullein in clumps like hollyhocks, and -"shepherd's bells" in great purple patches. - -The buildings of this farm were clustered around a sort of court-yard -enclosure, roughly flagged by slate. Most of the roofs were also -slated; one or two were thatched, and these thatched roofs were the -only thing that redeemed the gloom of the spot, the sods on these -being bright with pansies and grasses and waving raspberry bushes. -Here also we found the men of the family alone at home, the women -being gone on their summering at the sæter. The youngest son showed -us freely from room to room, and displayed with some pride the trunks -full of blankets and linen, and the rows of women's dresses hanging in -the chambers. On two sides of one large room these were hung thick one -above another, no variety in them, and no finery; merely a succession -of strong, serviceable petticoats, of black, green, or gray woollen. -The gay jackets and stomachers were packed away in trunks; huge -fur-lined coats, made of the same shape for men and for women, hung in -the storeroom. Some of the trunks were red, painted in gay colors; -some were of polished cedar, finished with fine brass mountings. As -soon as a Norwegian girl approaches womanhood, one of these trunks is -given her, set in its place in the clothes-room, and her accumulations -begin. Clothes, bedding, and silver ornaments seem to be the only -things for which the Norwegian peasant spends his money. In neither of -these houses was there an article of superfluous furniture, not even -of ordinary comfort. In both were the same bunk beds, built in under -the eaves; the same loose, tossed straw, with blankets for covering; -and only the coarsest wooden chairs and benches for seats. The young -man opened his mother's trunk, and took from one corner a beautiful -little silver beaker, with curling, prow-shaped handles. In this the -old lady had packed away her silver brooches, buttons, and studs for -the summer. Side by side with them, thrown in loosely among her white -head-dresses and blouses, were half a dozen small twisted rolls of -white bread. Sanna explained this by saying that the Norwegians never -have this bread except at their most important festivals; it is -considered a great luxury, and these had no doubt been put away as a -future treat, as we should put away a bit of wedding-cake to keep. -Very irreverently the son tipped out all his mother's ornaments into -the bottom of the trunk, and proceeded to fill the little beaker with -fiery brandy from a bottle which had been hid in another corner. From -lip to lip it was passed, returning to him wellnigh untasted; but he -poured the whole down at a draught, smacked his lips, and tossed the -cup back into the trunk, dripping with the brandy. Very much that good -old Norwegian dame, when she comes down in the autumn, will wonder, I -fancy, what has happened to her nicely packed trunk of underclothes, -dry bread, and old silver. - -There were several storerooms in these farm buildings, and they were -well filled with food, grain, flour, dried meats, fish, and towers of -fladbröd. Looms with partly finished webs of cloth in them were there -set away till winter; baskets full of carved yellow spoons hung on the -wall. In one of the rooms, standing on the sill of the open window, -were two common black glass bottles, with a few pond-lilies in -each,--the only bit of decoration or token of love of the beautiful we -had found. Seeing that I looked at the lilies with admiration, the -young man took them out, wiped their dripping stems on his -coat-sleeve, and presented them to me with a bow that a courtier might -have envied. The grace, the courtesy, of the Norwegian peasant's bow -is something that must date centuries back. Surely there is nothing in -his life and surroundings to-day to create or explain it. It must be a -trace of something that Olaf Tryggveson--that "magnificent, -far-shining man"--scattered abroad in his kingdom eight hundred years -ago, with his "bright, airy, wise way" of speaking and behaving to -women and men. - -One of the buildings on this farm was known, the young man said, to be -at least two hundred years old. The logs are moss-grown and black, but -it is good for hundreds of years yet. The first story is used now for -a storeroom. From this a ladder led up to a half-chamber overhead, the -front railed by a low railing; here, in this strange sort of balcony -bedroom, had slept the children of the family, all the time under -observation of their elders below. - -Thrust in among the rafters, dark, rusty, bent, was an ancient sword. -Our guide took it out and handed it to us, with a look of awe on his -face. No one knew, he said, how long that sword had been on the farm. -In the earliest writings by which the estate had been transferred, -that sword had been mentioned, and it was a clause in every lease -since that it should never be taken away from the place. However many -times the farm might change hands, the sword must go with it, for all -time. Was there no legend, no tradition, with it? None that his father -or his father's father had ever heard; only the mysterious entailed -charge, from generation to generation, that the sword must never be -removed. The blade was thin and the edge jagged, the handle plain and -without ornament; evidently the sword had been for work, and not for -show. There was something infinitely solemn in its inalienable estate -of safe and reverent keeping at the hands of men all ignorant of its -history. It is by no means impossible that it had journeyed in the -company of that Sigurd who sailed with his splendid fleet of sixty -ships for Palestine, early in the twelfth century. Sigurd -Jorsalafarer, or Traveller to Jerusalem, he was called; and no less an -authority than Thomas Carlyle vouches for him as having been "a wise, -able, and prudent man," reigning in a "solid and successful way." -Through the Straits of Gibraltar to Jerusalem, home by way of -Constantinople and Russia, "shining with renown," he sailed, and took -a hand in any fighting he found going on by the way. Many of his men -came from the region of the Sogne Fjord; and the more I thought of it -the surer I felt that this old sword had many a time flashed on the -deck of his ships. - -Our second day opened rainy. The lake was blotted out by mist; on the -fence under the willows sat half a dozen men, roosting as -unconcernedly as if it were warm sunshine. - -"It does wonder me," said Sanna, "that I find here so many men -standing idle. When the railroad come, it shall be that the life must -be different." - -A heroic English party, undeterred by weather, were setting off in -carioles and on horseback. Delays after delays occurred to hinder -them. At the last moment their angry courier was obliged to go and -fetch the washing, which had not arrived. There is a proverb in -Norway, "When the Norwegian says 'immediately,' look for him in half -an hour." - -Finally, at noon, in despair of sunshine, we also set off: rugs, -water-proofs; the india-rubber boot of the carriage drawn tight up to -the level of our eyes; we set off in pouring sheets of rain for -Gudvangen. For the first two hours the sole variation of the monotony -of our journey was in emptying the boot of water once every five -minutes, just in time to save a freshet in our laps. High mountain -peaks, black with forests or icy white with snow, gleamed in and out -of the clouds on either hand, as we toiled and splashed along. -Occasional lightings up revealed stretches of barren country, here and -there a cluster of farm-houses or a lowly church. On the shores of a -small lake we passed one of these lonely churches. Only two other -buildings were in sight in the vast expanse: one, the wretched little -inn where we were to rest our horses for half an hour; the other, the -parsonage. This last was a pretty little cottage, picturesquely built -of yellow pine, half bowered in vines, looking in that lonely waste as -if it had lost itself and strayed away from some civilized spot. The -pastor and his sister, who kept house for him, were away; but his -servant was so sure that they would like to have us see their home -that we allowed her to show it to us. It was a tasteful and cosey -little home: parlor, study, and dining-room, all prettily carpeted and -furnished; books, flowers, a sewing-machine, and a piano. It did one's -heart good to see such an oasis of a home in the wilderness. Drawn up -on rests in a shed near the house, was an open boat, much like a -wherry. The pastor spent hours every day, the maid said, in rowing on -the lake. It was his great pleasure. - -Up, up we climbed: past fir forests, swamps, foaming streams,--the -wildest, weirdest road storm-driven people ever crossed. Spite of the -rain, half-naked children came flying out of hovels and cabins to open -gates: sometimes there would be six in a row, their thin brown hands -all stretched for alms, and their hollow eyes begging piteously; then -they would race on ahead to open the next gate. The moors seemed but a -succession of enclosed pasture-lands. Now and then we passed a little -knot of cabins close to the road, and men who looked kindly, but as -wild as wild beasts, would come out and speak to the driver; their -poverty was direful to see. At last, at the top of a high hill, we -halted; the storm stayed; the clouds lifted and blew off. At our feet -lay a black chasm; it was like looking down into the bowels of the -earth. This was the Nerodal Valley; into it we were to descend. Its -walls were three and four thousand feet high. It looked little more -than a cleft. The road down this precipitous wall is a marvel of -engineering. It is called the Stalheimscleft, and was built by a -Norwegian officer, Captain Finne. It is made in a series of zigzagging -loops, which are so long and so narrow that the descent at no point -appears steep; yet as one looks up from any loop to the loop next -above, it seems directly over his head. Down this precipice into the -Nerodal Valley leap two grand fosses, the Stalheimfos and the -Salvklevfos; roaring in ceaseless thunder, filling the air, and -drenching the valley with spray. Tiny grass-grown spaces between the -bowlders and the loops of the road had all been close mowed; spaces -which looked too small for the smallest reaping-hook to swing in were -yet close shorn, and the little handfuls of hay hung up drying on -hand's-breadths of fence set up for the purpose. Even single blades of -grass are too precious in Norway to be wasted. - -As we walked slowly down this incredible road, we paused step by step -to look first up, then down. The carriage waiting for us below on the -bridge looked like a baby wagon. The river made by the meeting of -these two great cataracts at the base of the precipice was only a -little silver thread flowing down the valley. The cataracts seemed -leaping from the sky, and the sky seemed resting on the hill-tops; -masses of whirling and floating clouds added to the awesome grandeur -of the scene. The Stalheimfos fell into a deep, basin-shaped ravine, -piled with great bowlders, and full of birch and ash shrubs; in the -centre of this, by some strange play of the water, rose a distinct and -beautifully shaped cone, thrown up closely in front of the fall, -almost blending with it, and thick veiled in the tumultuous spray,--a -fountain in a waterfall. It seemed the accident of a moment, but its -shape did not alter so long as we watched it; it is a part of the -fall. - -Five miles down this cleft, called valley, to Gudvangen run the road -and the little river and the narrow strips of meadow, dark, thin, and -ghastly; long months in utter darkness this Nerodal lies, and never, -even at summer's best and longest, has it more than a half-day of sun. -The mountains rise in sheer black walls on either hand,--bare rock in -colossal shafts and peaks, three, four, and even five thousand feet -high; snow in the rifts at top; patches of gaunt firs here and there; -great spaces of tumbled rocks, where avalanches have slid; pebbly and -sandy channels worn from side to side of the valley, where torrents -have rushed down and torn a way across; white streams from top to -bottom of the precipices, all foam and quiver, like threads spun out -on the sward, more than can be counted; they seem to swing down out of -the sky as spider threads swing swift and countless in a dewy morning. - -Sanna shuddered. "Now you see, one could not spend a whole day in -Nerodal Valley," she said. "It does wonder me that any people will -live here. Every spring the mountains do fall and people are killed." - -On a narrow rim of land at base of these walls, just where the fjord -meets the river, is the village of Gudvangen, a desolate huddle of -half a dozen poor houses. A chill as of death filled the air; foul -odors arose at every turn. The two little inns were overcrowded with -people, who roamed restlessly up and down, waiting for they knew not -what. An indescribable gloom settles on Gudvangen with nightfall. The -black waters of the fjord chafing monotonously at the base of the -black mountains; the sky black also, and looking farther off than sky -ever looked before, walled into a strip, like the valley beneath it; -hemmed in, forsaken, doomed, and left seems Gudvangen. What hold life -can have on a human being kept in such a spot it is hard to imagine. -Yet we found three very old women hobnobbing contentedly there in a -cave of a hut. Ragged, dirty, hideous, hopeless one would have thought -them; but they were all agog and cheery, and full of plans for -repairing their house. They were in a little log stable, perhaps ten -feet square, and hardly high enough to stand upright in: they were -cowering round a bit of fire in the centre; their piles of straw and -blankets laid in corners; not a chair, not a table. Macbeth's witches -had seemed full-dressed society women by the side of these. We peered -timidly in at the group, and they all came running towards us, -chattering, glad to see strangers, and apologizing for their -condition, because, as they said, they had just turned in there -together for a few days, while their house across the way was being -mended. Not a light of any description had they, except the fire. The -oldest one hobbled away, and returned with a small tallow candle, -which she lit and held in her hand, to show us how comfortable they -were, after all; plenty of room for three piles of straw on the rough -log floor. Their "house across the way" was a little better than this; -not much. One of the poor old crones had "five children in America." -"They wanted her to come out to America and live with them, but she -was too old to go away from home," she said. "Home was the best place -for old people," to which the other two assented eagerly. "Oh, yes, -home was the best place. America was too far." - -It seemed a miracle to have comfort in an inn in so poverty-stricken a -spot as this, but we did. We slept in straw-filled bunks, set tight -into closets under the eaves; only a narrow doorway by which to get in -and out of bed; but there were two windows in the room, and no need to -stifle. And for supper there was set before us a stew of lamb, -delicately flavored with curry, and served with rice, of which no -house need be ashamed. That so palatable a dish could have issued from -the place which answered for kitchen in that poor little inn was a -marvel; it was little more than a small dark tomb. The dishes were all -washed out-of-doors in tubs set on planks laid across two broken -chairs at the kitchen door; and the food and milk were kept in an -above-ground cellar not three steps from the same door. This had been -made by an immense slab of rock which had crashed down from the -mountain top, one day, and instead of tearing through the house and -killing everybody had considerately lodged on top of two other -bowlders, roofing the space in, and forming a huge stone refrigerator -ready to hand for the innkeeper. The enclosed space was cold as ice, -and high enough and large enough for one to walk about in it -comfortably. I had the curiosity to ask this innkeeper how much he -could make in a year off his inn. When he found that I had no sinister -motive in the inquiry, he was freely communicative. At first he -feared, Sanna said, that it might become known in the town how much -money he was making, and that demands might be made on him in -consequence. If the season of summer travel were very good, he said he -would clear two hundred dollars; but he did not always make so much as -that. He earned a little also by keeping a small shop, and in the -winter that was his only resource. He had a wife and two children, and -his wife was not strong, which made it harder for them, as they were -obliged always to keep a servant. - -Even in full sunlight, at nine of the morning, Gudvangen looked grim -and dangerous, and the Nerö Fjord water black. As we sailed out, the -walls of the valley closed up suddenly behind us, as with a snap which -might have craunched poor little Gudvangen to death. The fjord is as -wild as the pass; in fact, the same thing, only that it has water at -bottom instead of land, and you can sail closer than you can drive at -base of the rocky walls. Soon we came to the mouth of another great -fjord, opening up another watery road into the mountains; this was the -Aurland, and on its farther shore opened again the Sognedal Fjord, up -which we went a little way to leave somebody at a landing. Here were -green hills and slopes and trees, and a bright yellow church, shaped -like a blancmange mould in three pyramid-shaped cones, each smaller -than the one below. - -"Here is the finest fruit orchard in all Scandinavia," said Sanna, -pointing to a pretty place just out of the town, where fields rose one -above the other in terraces on south-facing slopes, covered thick with -orchards. "It belongs to an acquainted with me: but she must sell it. -She is a widow, and she cannot take the care to herself." - -Back again across the mouth of the Aurland Fjord, and then out into -the great Sogne Fjord, zigzagging from side to side of it, and up into -numerous little fjords where the boat looked to be steering straight -into hills,--we seemed to be adrift, without purpose, rather than on a -definite voyage with a fixed aim of getting home. The magnificent -labyrinths of walled waters were calm as the heavens they reflected; -the clouds above and clouds below kept silent pace with each other, -and we seemed gliding between two skies. Great snow fjelds came in -sight, wheeled, rose, sank, and disappeared, as we passed; sometimes -green meadows stretched on either side of us, then terrible gorges and -pinnacles of towering rock. Picture after picture we saw, of -gay-colored little villages, with rims of fields and rocky -promontories; snow fjelds above, and fir forests between; glittering -waterfalls shooting from the sky line to the water, like white -lightning down a black stone front, or leaping out in spaces of -feathery snow, like one preternatural blooming of the forests all the -way down the black walls rising perpendicularly thousands of feet; -tiers of blue mountains in the distance, dark blue on the nearest, and -shading off to palest blue at the sky line; the fjord dark purple in -the narrows, shading to gray in the opens; illuminated spaces of -green, now at the shore, now half-way up, now two-thirds-way up to the -sky; tops of hills in sunlight; bars of sunlight streaming through -dark clefts. Then a storm-sweep across the fjord, far in our -wake,--swooping and sweeping, and gone in a half-hour; blotting out -the mountains; then turning them into a dark-slate wall, on which -white sails and cross-sunbeams made a superb shining. And so, between -the sun and the storm, we came to Valestrand, and sent off and took on -boat-loads of pleasuring people,--the boats with bright flags at prow -and stern, and gay-dressed women with fantastic parasols like -butterflies poised on their edges,--Valestrand, where, as some say, -Frithiof was born; and as all say, he burnt one of Balder's great -temples. Then Ladvik, on a green slope turning to gold in the sun; its -white church with a gray stone spire relieved against a bank of purple -gloom; the lights sinking lower and the shadows stretching farther -every minute; shadows of hills behind which the sun had already gone, -thrown sharp and black on hills still glowing in full light; hills -before us, shimmering in soft silver gray and pale purple against a -clear golden west; hills behind us, folding and folded in masses of -rosy vapor; shining fosses leaping down among them; the colors -changing like the colors of a prism minute by minute along the tops of -the ranges,--this was the way our day on the Sogne Fjord drew near its -ending. Industriously knitting, with eyes firm fastened on her -needles, sat an English matron near us on the deck. Not one glance of -her eye did she give to the splendors of sky and water and land about -her. - -"I do think that lady must be in want of stockings very much," -remarked Sanna quietly; "but she need not to come to Norway to knit." - -Far worse, however, than the woman who knitted were the women and the -men who talked, loudly, stupidly, vulgarly, around us. It was -mortifying that their talk was English, but they were not Americans. -At last they drove us to another part of the deck, but not before a -few phrases of their conversation had been indelibly stamped on my -memory. - -"Well, we were in Dresden two days: there's only the gallery there; -that's time enough for that." - -"Raphaels,--lots of Raphaels." - -"I don't care for Raphaels, anyhow. I'll tell you who I like; I like -Veronese." - -"Well, I'm very fond of Tintoretto." - -"I like Titians; they're so delicate, don't you know?" - -"Well, who's that man that's painted such dreadful things,--all mixed -up, don't you know? In some places you see a good many of them." - -"You don't mean Rembrandt, do you? There are a lot of Rembrandts in -Munich." - -"There was one picture I liked. I think it was a Christ; but I ain't -sure. There were four children on the ground, I remember." - -When the real sunset came we were threading the rocky labyrinths of -the Bergen Fjord. It is a field of bowlders, with an ocean let in; -nothing more. Why the bowlders are not submerged, since the water is -deep enough for big ships to sail on, is the perpetual marvel; but -they are not. They are as firm in their places as continents, myriads -of them only a few feet out of water; and when the sun as it sinks -sends a flood of gold and red light athwart them, they turn all -colors, and glow on the water like great smoke crystals with fire -shining through. To sail up this fjord in the sunset is to wind -through devious lanes walled with these jewels, and to look off, over -and above them, to fields of purple and gray and green, islands on -islands on islands, to the right and to the left, with the same -jewel-walled lanes running east and west and north and south among -them; the sky will stream with glowing colors from horizon to horizon, -and the glorious silence will be broken by no harsher sound than the -low lapsing of waters and the soft whirr of gray gulls' wings. - -And so we came to Bergen in the bright midnight of the last of our -four days. - -Months afterwards Sanna sent me a few extracts from descriptions given -by a Norwegian writer of some of the spots we had seen in the dim -upper distances along the fjords,--some of those illuminated spaces -of green high up among the crags, which looked such sunny and peaceful -homes. - -Her English is so much more graphic than mine that I have begged her -permission to give the extracts as she wrote them:-- - - "Grand, glorious, and serious is the Sogne Fjord. Serious in - itself, and still more serious we find it when we know where - and how people do live there between mountains. And we must - wonder or ask, Is there really none places left, or no kind of - work for those people to get for the maintenance of the life, - but to go to such desolate and rather impassable a place?... - - "More than half of the year are the two families who live on - the farm of Vetti separated from all other human beings. During - the winter can the usual path in the grass not be passed in - case of snow, ice, and perpetual slips, which leave behind - trace long out in the summer, because the sun only for a short - time came over this long enormous abyss, and does not linger - there long, so that the snow which has been to ice do melt very - slow, and seldom disappear earlier than in July. The short time - in the winter when the river Utla is frozen may the bottom of - the pass well be passed, though not without danger, on account - of the mentioned slips, which, with the power of the hurricane, - are whizzing down in the deep, and which merely pressure of the - air is so strong that it throw all down. - - "Late in the autumn and in the spring is all approach to and - from Vetti quite stopped; and late in the autumn chiefly with - ground and snow slips, which then get loosened by the frequent - rain. The farm-houses is situate on a steep slope, so that the - one end of the lowest beam is put on the mere ground, and the - other end must be put on a wall almost three yards high. The - fields are so steep, and so quite near the dreadful precipice, - that none unaccustomed to it do venture one's self thither; and - when one from here look over the pass, and look the meadows - which is more hanging than laying over the deep, and which have - its grass mowed down with a short scythe, then one cannot - comprehend the desperate courage which risk to set about and - occupy one's self here, while the abyss has opened its swallow - for receiving the foolhardy. - - "A little above the dwelling-houses is a quite tolerable plain; - and when one ask the man why he has not built his houses there, - he answers that owing to the snow-slips it is impossible to - build there. - - "Through the valley-streams the Afdals River comes from the - mountains, run in a distance of only twenty yards from the - farm-houses, and about one hundred yards from the same pour - out itself with crash of thunder in a mighty foss. The rumble - of the same, and that with its hurling out caused pressure of - the air, is in the summer so strong that the dwelling-houses - seems to shiver, and all what fluids there in open vessels get - placed on the table is on an incessant trembling, moving almost - as on board a ship in a rough sea. The wall and windows which - turns to the river are then always moistened of the whipped - foam, which in small particles continually is thrown back from - the foss. - - "By the side of this foss, in the hard granite wall which it - moisten, is a mined gut (the author says he can't call it a - road, though it is reckoned for that), broad enough that one - man, and in the highest one small well-trained horse, however - not by each other's side, can walk therein. This gut, which - vault is not so high that an full-grown man can walk upright, - is the farm's only road which rise to a considerable height. - - "But as this gut could not get lightened in a suitable height, - one has filled up or finished the remaining gap with four - timber beams, four or five yards long, which is close to the - gut, and with its upper end leans on a higher small mountain - peak, which beside this is the fastening for the bridge over - the waterfall. In these beams is cut in flukes, just as the - steps of a staircase, and when one walks up these flukes one - looks between the beams the frothing foss beneath one's self, - while one get wrapped up of its exhalation clouds. - - "The man told me that the pass also is to be passed with horse, - the time of the summer, and that all then is to be carried in a - pack-saddle to the farm, of his own horse, which is accustomed - to this trip. And when one know the small Lærdalske horses' - easiness, and the extraordinary security wherewith they can go - upon the most narrow path on the edge of the most dreadful - precipices, in that they place or cast the feet so in front of - each other that no path is too narrow for them, then it seems a - little less surprising. - - "From the Vetti farm continues the pass in a distance of about - twenty-one English miles, so that the whole pass, then, is a - little more than twenty-four miles, and shall on the other side - of the farm be still more narrow, more difficult, and more - dreadful. The farmer himself and his people must often go there - to the woods, and for other things for his farm. There belongs - to this farm most excellent sæter and mountain fields, - wherefore the cattle begetting is here of great importance; and - also the most excellent tract of firs belong to this farm. - - "I was curious to know how one had to behave from here to get - the dead buried, when it was impossible that two men could walk - by the side of each other through the pass, and I did even not - see how one could carry any coffin on horseback. I got the - following information: The corpse is to be laid on a thin - board, in which there is bored holes in both ends in which - there is to be put handles of rope; to this board is the corpse - to be tied, wrapped up in its linen cloth. And now one man in - the front and one behind carry it through the pass to the farm - Gjelde, and here it is to be laid into the coffin, and in the - common manner brought to the churchyard. If any one die in the - winter, and the bottom of the pass must be impassable then as - well as in the spring and in the autumn, one must try to keep - the corpse in an hard frozen state, which is not difficult, - till it can be brought down in the above-mentioned manner. - - "A still more strange and sad manner was used once at a - cottager place called Vermelien. This place is lying in the - little valley which border to the Vetti's field. Its situation - by the river deep down in the pass is exceedingly horrid, and - it has none other road or path than a very steep and narrow - foot-path along the mountain wall side with the most dreadful - precipice as by the Vetti. - - "Since the cottager people here generally had changed, no one - had dead there. It happened, then, the first time a boy, on - seventeen years old, died. One did not do one's self any - hesitation about the manner to bring him to his grave, and they - made a coffin in the house. The corpse was put in the coffin, - and then the coffin brought outside; and first now one did see - with consternation that it was not possible to carry the corpse - with them in this manner. What was to do then? - - "At last they resolved to let the coffin be left as a _memento - mori_, and to place the dead upon a horse, his feet tied up - under the belly of the horse; against the mane on the horse was - fastened a well-stuffed fodder bag, that the corpse may lean to - the same, to which again the corpse was tied. And so the dead - must ride over the mountain to his resting-place by Fortun's - church in Lyster." - - - -THE KATRINA SAGA. - -I. - -"Forr English Ladies." This was the address on the back of a -much-thumbed envelope, resting on top of the key-rack in the -dining-room of our Bergen hotel. If "For" had been spelled correctly, -the letter would not have been half so likely to be read; but that -extra outsider of an _r_ was irresistibly attractive. The words of the -letter itself were, if not equally original in spelling, at least as -unique in arrangement, and altogether the advertisement answered its -purposes far better than if it had been written in good English. The -_naïveté_ with which the writer went on to say, "I do recommend me," -was delicious; and when she herself appeared there was something in -her whole personal bearing entirely in keeping with the childlike and -unconscious complacency of her phraseology. "I do recommend me" was -written all over her face; and, as things turned out, if it had been -"I do guarantee me," it had not been too strong an indorsement. A more -tireless, willing, thoughtful, helpful, eager, shrewd little creature -than Katrina never chattered. Looking back from the last day to the -first of my acquaintance with her, I feel a remorseful twinge as I -think how near I came to taking instead of her, as my maid for a -month's journeying, a stately young woman, who, appearing in answer to -my advertisement, handed me her card with dignity, and begged my -pardon for inquiring precisely what it would be that she would have to -do for me, besides the turning of English into Norwegian and _vice -versa_. The contrast between this specific gravity and Katrina's -hearty and unreflecting "I will do my best to satisfy you in all -occasions," did not sufficiently impress me in the outset. But many a -time afterward did I recall it, and believe more than ever in the -doctrine of lucky stars and good angels. - -When Katrina appeared, punctually to the appointed minute, half an -hour before the time for setting off, I saw with pleasure that she was -wrapped in a warm cloak of dark cloth. I had seen her before, flitting -about in shawls of various sorts, loosely pinned at the throat in a -disjointed kind of way, which gave to her appearance an expression -that I did not like,--an expression of desultory if not intermittent -respectability. But wrapped in this heavy cloak, she was decorum -personified. - -"Ah, Katrina," I said, "I am very glad to see you are warmly dressed. -This summer you keep in Norway is so cold, one needs winter clothes -all the time." - -"Yes, I must," she replied. "I get fever and ague in New York, and -since then it always reminds me. That was six years ago; but it -reminds me,--the freezing at my neck," putting her hand to the back of -her neck. - -It was in New York, then, that she had learned so much English. This -explained everything,--the curious mixture of volubility and -inaccuracy and slang in her speech. She had been for several months a -house-servant in New York, "with an Irish lady; such a nice lady. Her -husband, he took care of a bank: kept it clean, don't you see, and all -such tings. And we lived in the top in the eight story: we was always -going up and down in the elewator." - -After this she had been a button-hole maker in a great clothing-house, -and next, had married one of her own countrymen; a nephew, by the way, -of the famous Norwegian giant at Barnum's Museum,--a fact which -Katrina stated simply, without any apparent boast, adding, "My -husband's father were guyant, too. There be many guyants in that part -of the country." - -Perhaps it was wicked, seeing that Katrina had had such hopes of -learning much English in her month with me, not to have told her then -and there that _g_ in the English word _giant_ was always soft. But I -could not. Neither did I once, from first to last, correct her -inimitable and delicious pronunciations. I confined my instructions to -the endeavor to make her understand clearly the meanings of words, and -to teach her true synonymes; but as for meddling with her -pronunciations, I would as soon have been caught trying to teach a -baby to speak plain. I fear, towards the last, she began to suspect -this, and to be half aware of the not wholly disinterested pleasure -which I took in listening to her eager prattle; but she did not accuse -me, and I let her set off for home not one whit wiser in the matter of -the sounds of the English language than she had been when she came -away, except so far as she might have unconsciously caught them from -hearing me speak. It is just as well: her English is quite good enough -as it is, for all practical purposes in Norway, and would lose half -its charm and value to English-speaking people if she were to learn to -say the words as we say them. - -To set off by boat from Bergen means to set off by boats; it would not -be an idle addition to the phrase, either, to say, not only by boats, -but among boats, in, out, over, and across boats; and one may consider -himself lucky if he is not called upon to add,--the whole truth being -told,--under boats. Arriving at the wharf, he is shown where his -steamer lies, midway in the harbor; whether it be at anchor, or -hoisted on a raft of small boats, he is at first at a loss to see. -However, rowing alongside, he discovers that the raft of small boats -is only a crowd, like any other crowd, of movable things or creatures, -and can be shoved, jostled, pushed out of the way, and compelled to -give room. A Norwegian can elbow his boat through a tight-packed mass -of boats with as dexterous and irresistible force as another man can -elbow his way on foot, on dry land, in a crowd of men. So long as you -are sitting quiet in the middle of the boat, merely swayed from side -to side by his gyrations, with no sort of responsibility as to their -successive direction, and with implicit faith in their being right, it -is all very well. But when your Norwegian springs up, confident, -poises one foot on the edge of his own boat, the other foot on the -edge of another boat, plants one of his oars against the gunwale of a -third boat, and rests the other oar hard up against the high side of a -steamboat, and then authoritatively requests you to rise and make -pathway for yourself across and between all these oars and boats, and -leap varying chasms of water between them and the ladder up the -steamer's side, dismay seizes you, if you are not to the water born. -I did not hear of anybody's being drowned in attempting to get on -board a Bergen steamer. But why somebody is not, every day in the -week, I do not know, if it often happens to people to thread and -surmount such a labyrinth of small rocking boats as lay around the -dampskib "Jupiter," in which Katrina and I sailed for Christiania. - -The Northern nations of Europe seem to have hit upon signally -appropriate names for that place of torment which in English is called -steamboat. There are times when simply to pronounce the words -_dampskib_ or _dampbaad_ is soothing to the nerves; and nowhere -oftener than in Norway can one be called upon to seek such relief. It -is an accepted thing in Norway that no steamboat can be counted on -either to arrive or depart within one, two, or three hours of its -advertised time. The guide-books all state this fact; so nobody who, -thus forewarned, has chosen to trust himself to the dampskib has any -right to complain if the whole plan of his journey is disarranged and -frustrated by the thing's not arriving within four hours of the time -it had promised. But it is not set down in the guide-books, as it -ought to be, that there is something else on which the traveller in -Norwegian dampskibs can place no dependence whatever; and that is the -engaging beforehand of his stateroom. To have engaged a stateroom one -week beforehand, positively, explicitly, and then, upon arriving on -board, to be confronted by a smiling captain, who states in an -off-hand manner, as if it were an every-day occurrence, that "he is -very sorry, but it is impossible to let you have it;" and who, when he -is pressed for an explanation of the impossibility, has no better -reason to give than that two gentlemen wanted the stateroom, and as -the two gentlemen could not go in the ladies' cabin, and you, owing to -the misfortune of your sex, could, therefore the two gentlemen have -the stateroom, and you will take the one remaining untenanted berth in -the cabin,--this is what may happen in a Norwegian dampskib. If one is -resolute enough to halt in the gangway, and, ordering the porters -bearing the luggage to halt also, say calmly, "Very well; then I must -return to my hotel, and wait for another boat, in which I can have a -stateroom; it would be quite out of the question, my making the -journey in the cabin," the captain will discover some way of -disposing of the two gentlemen, and without putting them into the -ladies' cabin; but this late concession, not to the justice of your -claim, only to your determination in enforcing it, does not in any -wise conciliate your respect or your amiability. The fact of the -imposition and unfairness is the same. I ought to say, however, that -this is the only matter in which I found unfairness in Norway. In -regard to everything else the Norwegian has to provide or to sell, he -is just and honest; but when it comes to the question of dampskib -accommodations, he seems to take leave of all his sense of obligation -to be either. - -As I crept into the narrow trough called a berth, in my hardly won -stateroom, a vision flitted past the door: a tall and graceful figure, -in a tight, shabby black gown; a classic head, set with the grace of a -lily on a slender neck; pale brown hair, put back, braided, and wound -in a knot behind, all save a few short curls, which fell lightly -floating and waving over a low forehead; a pair of honest, merry gray -eyes, with a swift twinkle at the corners, and a sudden serious -tenderness in their depths; a straight nose, with a nostril spirited -and fine as an Arabian's; a mouth of flawless beauty, unless it might -be that the upper lip was a trifle too short, but this fault only -added to the piquancy of the face. I lifted myself on my elbow to look -at her. She was gone; and I sank back, thinking of the pictures that -the world raved over, so few short years ago, of the lovely Eugénie. -Here was a face strangely like hers, but with far more fire and -character,--a Norwegian girl, evidently poor. I was wondering if I -should see her again, and how I could manage to set Katrina on her -track, and if I could find out who she was, when, lo, there she stood -by my side, bending above me, and saying something Norwegian over and -over in a gentle voice; and Katrina behind her, saying, "This is the -lady what has care of all. She do say, 'Poor lady, poor lady, to be so -sick!' She is sorry that you are sick." I gazed at her in stupefied -wonder. This radiant creature the stewardess of a steamboat! She was -more beautiful near than at a distance. I am sure I have never seen so -beautiful a woman. And coming nearer, one could see clearly, almost as -radiant as her physical beauty, the beauty of a fine and sweet nature -shining through. Her smile was transcendent. I am not over-easy to be -stirred by women's fair looks. Seldom I see a woman's face that gives -me unalloyed pleasure. Faces are half-terrifying things to one who -studies them, such paradoxical masks are they; only one half mask, and -the other half bared secrets of a lifetime. Their mere physical -beauty, however great it may be, is so underlaid and overlaid by -tokens and traces and scars of things in which the flesh and blood of -it have played part that a fair face can rarely be more than half -fair. But here was a face with beauty such as the old Greeks put into -marble; and shining through it the honesty and innocence of an -untaught child, the good-will and content of a faithful working-girl, -and the native archness of a healthful maiden. I am not unaware that -all this must have the sound of an invention, and there being no man -to bear witness to my tale, except such as have sailed in the -Norwegian dampskib "Jupiter," it will not be much believed; -nevertheless, I shall tell it. Not being the sort of artist to bring -the girl's face away in a portfolio, the only thing left for me is to -try to set it in the poor portraiture of words. Poor enough -portraiture it is that words can fashion, even for things less subtle -than faces,--a day or a sky, a swift passion or a thought. Words seem -always to those who work with them more or less failures; but most of -all are they impotent and disappointing when a face is to be told. Yet -I shall not cast away my sketch of the beautiful Anna. It is the only -one which will ever be made of her. Now that I think of it, however, -there is one testimony to be added to mine,--a testimony of much -weight, too, taken in the connection, for it was of such -involuntariness. - -On the second day of my voyage in the "Jupiter," in the course of a -conversation with the captain, I took occasion to speak of the -good-will and efficiency of his stewardess. He assented warmly to my -praise of her; adding that she was born of very poor parents, and had -little education herself beyond knowing how to read and write, but was -a person of rare goodness. - -I then said, "And of very rare beauty, also. I have never seen a more -beautiful face." - -"Yes," he replied; "there is something very not common about her. Her -face is quite antic." "Antique," he meant, but for the first few -seconds I could not imagine what it was he had intended. He also, -then, had recognized, as this phrase shows, the truly classic quality -of the girl's beauty; and he is the only witness I am able to bring to -prove that my description of her face and figure and look and bearing -are not an ingenious fable wrought out of nothing. - -From Katrina, also, there came testimonies to Anna's rare quality. - -"I have been in long speech with Anna," she said before we had been at -sea a day. "I tink she will come to Bergen, by my husband and me. She -can be trusted; I can tell in one firstest minute vat peoples is to be -trusted. She is so polite always, but she passes ghentlemens without -speaking, except she has business. I can tell." - -Shrewd Katrina! Her husband has a sort of restaurant and billiard-room -in Bergen,--a place not over-creditable, I fear, although keeping -within the pale of respectability. It is a sore trial to Katrina, his -doing this, especially the selling of liquor. She had several times -refused her consent to his going into the business, "but dis time," -she said, "he had it before I knowed anyting, don't you see? He didn't -tell me. I always tink dere is de wifes and children, and maybe de -mens don't take home no bread; and den to sit dere and drink, it is -shame, don't you see? But if he don't do, some other mans would; so -tere it is, don't you see? And tere is money in it, you see." Poor -Katrina had tried in vain to shelter herself and appease her -conscience by this old sophistry. Her pride and self-respect still so -revolted at the trade that she would not go to the place to stay. "He -not get me to go tere. He not want me, either. I would not work in -such a place." - -But she had no scruples about endeavoring to engage Anna as a -waiter-girl for the place. - -"She will be by my husband and me," she said, "and it is always shut -every night at ten o'clock; and my husband is very strict man. He will -have all right. She can have all her times after dat; and here she -have only four dollars a mont, and my husband gives more tan dat. And -I shall teach to her English; I gives her one hour every day. Dat is -great for her, for she vill go to America next year. If she can -English speak, she get twice the money in America. Oh, ven I go to -America, I did not know de name of one ting; and every night I cry and -cry; I tink I never learn; but dat Irish lady I live by, she vas so -kind to me as my own mother. Oh, I like Irish peoples; the Irish and -the Americans, dey are what I like best. I don't like de English; and -Chermans, I don't like dem; dey vill take all out of your pocket. She -is intended;[9] and dat is good. When one are intended one must be -careful; and if he is one you love, ten you don't vant to do anyting -else; and her sweetheart is a nice young fellow. He is in the engyne -in a Hamburg boat. She has been speaking by me about him." - -The dampskib "Jupiter" is a roller. It is a marvel how anything not a -log can roll at such a rate. The stateroom berths being built across -instead of lengthwise, the result is a perpetual tossing of heads -_versus_ feet. As Katrina expressively put it, "It is first te head, -and den te feets up. Dat is te worstest. Dat makes te difference." - -Ill, helpless, almost as tight-wedged in as a knife-blade shut in its -handle, I lay in my trough a day and a night. The swinging port-hole, -through which I feebly looked, made a series of ever-changing -vignettes of the bits of water, sky, land it showed: moss-crowned -hillocks of stone; now and then a red roof, or a sloop scudding by. -The shore of Norway is a kaleidoscope of land, rock, and water broken -up. To call it shore at all seems half a misnomer. I have never heard -of a census of the islands on the Norway coast, but it would be a -matter of great interest to know if it needs the decimals of millions -to reckon them. This would not be hard to be believed by one who has -sailed two days and two nights in their labyrinths. They are a more -distinctive feature in the beauty of Norway's seaward face than even -her majestic mountain ranges. They have as much and as changing beauty -of color as those, and, added to the subtle and exhaustless beauty of -changing color, they have the still subtler charm of that mysterious -combination of rest and restlessness, stillness and motion, solidity -and evanescence, which is the dower of all islands, and most of all of -the islands of outer seas. Even more than from the stern solemnity of -their mountain-walled fjords must the Norwegians have drawn their -ancient inspirations, I imagine, from the wooing, baffling, luring, -forbidding, locking and unlocking, and never-revealing vistas, -channels, gates, and barriers of their islands. They are round and -soft and mossy as hillocks of sphagnum in a green marsh. You may sink -above your ankles in the moist, delicious verdure, which looks from -the sea like a mere mantle lightly flung over the rock. Or they are -bare and gray and unbroken, as if coated in mail of stone; and you -might clutch in vain for so much as the help of a crevice or a shrub, -if you were cast on their sides. Some lie level and low, with oases of -vividest green in their hollows; these lift and loom in the noon or -the twilight, with a mirage which the desert cannot outdo. Some rise -up in precipices of sudden wall, countless Gibraltars, which no mortal -power can scale, and only wild creatures with tireless wings can -approach. They are lashed by foaming waves, and the echoes peal like -laughter among them; the tide brings them all it has; the morning sun -lights them up, top after top, like beacons of its way out to sea, and -leaves them again at night, lingeringly, one by one; changing them -often into the semblance of jewels by the last red rays of its sinking -light. They seem, as you sail swiftly among them, to be sailing too, a -flotilla of glittering kingdoms; your escort, your convoy; shifting to -right, to left, in gorgeous parade of skilful display, as for a -pageant. When you anchor, they too are of a sudden at rest; solid, -substantial land again, wooing you to take possession. There are -myriads of them still unknown, untrodden, and sure to remain so -forever, no matter how long the world may last; as sure as if the old -spells were true, and the gods had made them invincible by a charm, or -lonely under an eternal curse. At the mouths of the great fjords they -seem sometimes to have fallen back and into line, as if to do honor to -whomever might come sailing in. They must have greatly helped the -splendor of the processions of viking ships, a thousand years ago, in -the days when a viking thought nothing of setting sail for the south -or the east with six or seven hundred ships in his fleet. If their -birch-trees were as plumy then as now, there was nothing finer than -they in all that a viking adorned his ships with, not even the gilt -dragons at the prow. - -Before the close of the second day of our voyage, the six passengers -in the ladies' cabin had reached the end of their journey and left the -boat. By way of atonement for his first scheming to rob me of my -stateroom, the captain now magnanimously offered to me the whole of -the ladies' cabin, for which he had no further use. How gladly I -accepted it! How gleefully I watched my broad bed being made on a -sofa, lengthwise the rolling "Jupiter"! How pleased was Katrina, how -cheery the beautiful stewardess! - -"Good-night! Good-night! Sleep well! Sleep well!" they both said as -they left me. - -"Now it will be different; not te head and feets any more. De oder way -is bestest," added Katrina, as she lurched out of the room. - -How triumphantly I locked the door! How well I slept! All of which -would be of no consequence here, except that it makes such a -background for what followed. Out of a sleep sound as only the sleep -of one worn out by seasickness can be, I was roused by a dash of water -in my face. Too bewildered at first to understand what had happened, I -sat up in bed quickly, and thereby brought my face considerably nearer -the port-hole, directly above my pillow, just in time to receive -another full dash of water in my very teeth; and water by no means -clean, either, as I instantly perceived. The situation explained -itself. The port-hole had not been shut tight; the decks were being -washed. Swash, swash, it came, with frightful dexterity, aimed, it -would seem, at that very port-hole, and nowhere else. I sprang up, -seized the handle of the port-hole window, and tried to tighten it. In -my ignorance and fright I turned it the wrong way; in poured the dirty -water. There stood I, clapping the window to with all my might, but -utterly unable either to fasten it or to hold it tight enough to keep -out the water. Calling for help was useless, even if my voice could -have been heard above the noise of the boat; the door of my cabin was -locked. Swash, swash, in it came, more and more, and dirtier and -dirtier; trickling down the back of the red velvet sofa, drenching my -pillows and sheets, and spattering me. One of the few things one never -ceases being astonished at in this world is the length a minute can -seem when one is uncomfortable. It couldn't have been many minutes, -but it seemed an hour, before I had succeeded in partially fastening -that port-hole, unlocking that cabin door, and bringing Anna to the -rescue. Before she arrived the dirty swashes had left the first -port-hole and gone to the second, which, luckily, had been fastened -tight, and all danger was over. But if I had been afloat and in danger -of drowning, her sympathy could not have been greater. She came -running, her feet bare,--very white they were, too, and rosy pink on -the outside edges, like a baby's, I noticed,--and her gown but partly -on. It was only half-past four, and she had been, no doubt, as sound -asleep as I. With comic pantomime of distress, and repeated -exclamations of "Poor lady, poor lady!" which phrase I already knew by -heart, she gathered up the wet bed, made me another in a dry corner, -and then vanished; and I heard her telling the tale of my disaster, in -excited tones, to Katrina, who soon appeared with a look half -sympathy, half amusement, on her face. - -"Now, dat is great tings," she said, giving the innocent port-hole -another hard twist at the handle. "I tink you vill be glad ven you -comes to Christiania. Dey say it vill be tere at ten, but I tink it is -only shtories." - -It was not. Already we were well up in the smoothness and shelter of -the beautiful Christiania Fjord,--a great bay, which is in the -beginning like a sea looking southward into an ocean; then reaches up -northward, counting its miles by scores, shooting its shining inlets -to right and left, narrowing and yielding itself more and more to the -embrace of the land, till, suddenly, headed off by a knot of hills, it -turns around, and as if seeking the outer sea it has left behind runs -due south for miles, making the peninsula of Nesodden. On this -peninsula is the little town of Drobak, where thirty thousand pounds' -worth of ice is stored every winter, to be sold in London as "Wenham -Lake ice." This ice was in summer the water of countless little lakes. -The region round about the Christiania Fjord is set full of them, -lily-grown and fir-shaded. Once they freeze over, they are marked for -their destiny; the snow is kept from them; if the surface be too much -roughened it is planed; then it is lined off into great squares, cut -out by an ice plough, pried up by wedges, loaded on carts, and -carried to the ice-houses. There it is packed into solid bulk, with -layers of sawdust between to prevent the blocks from freezing together -again. - -The fjord was so glassy smooth, as we sailed up, that even the -"Jupiter" could not roll, but glided; and seemed to try to hush its -jarring sounds, as if holding its breath, with sense of the shame it -was to disturb such sunny silence. The shores on either hand were -darkly wooded; here and there a country-seat on higher ground, with a -gay flag floating out. No Norwegian house is complete without its -flagstaff. On Sundays, on all holidays, on the birthdays of members of -the family, and on all days when guests are expected at the house, the -flag is run up. This pretty custom gives a festal air to all places, -since one can never walk far without coming on a house that keeps -either a birthday or a guest-day. - -There seemed almost a mirage on the western shore of the bay. The -captain, noticing this, called my attention to it, and said it was -often to be seen on the Norway fjords, "but it was always on the -head." In reply to my puzzled look, he went on to say, by way of -making it perfectly clear, that "the mountains stood always on their -heads;" that is, "their heads down to the heads of the other -mountains." He then spoke of the strange looming of the water-line -often seen in Holland, where he had travelled; but where, he said he -never wished to go again, they were "such dirty people." This -accusation brought against the Dutch was indeed startling. I exclaimed -in surprise, saying that the world gave the Dutch credit for being the -cleanliest of people. Yes, he said, they did scrub; it was to be -admitted that they kept their houses clean; "but they do put the -spitkin on the table when they eat." - -"Spitkin," cried I. "What is that? You do not mean spittoon, surely?" - -"Yes, yes, that is it; the spitkin in which to spit. It is high, like -what we keep to put flowers in,--so high," holding his hand about -twelve inches from the table; "made just like what we put for flowers; -and they put it always on the table when they are eating. I have -myself seen it. And they do eat and spit, and eat and spit, ugh!" And -the captain shook himself with a great shudder, as well he might, at -the recollection. "I do never wish to see Holland again." - -I took the opportunity then to praise the Norwegian spitkin, which is -a most ingenious device; and not only ingenious, but wholesome and -cleanly. It is an open brass pan, some four inches in depth, filled -with broken twigs of green juniper. These are put in fresh and clean -every day,--an invention, no doubt, of poverty in the first place; for -the Norwegian has been hard pressed for centuries, and has learned to -set his fragrant juniper and fir boughs to all manner of uses unknown -in other countries; for instance, spreading them down for outside -door-mats, in country-houses,--another pretty and cleanly custom. But -the juniper-filled spitkin is the triumph of them all, and he would be -a benefactor who would introduce its civilization into all countries. -The captain seemed pleased with my commendation, and said -hesitatingly,-- - -"There is a tale, that. They do say,--excuse me," bowing -apologetically,--"they do say that it is in America spitted -everywhere; and that an American who was in Norway did see the spitkin -on the stove, but did not know it was spitkin." - -This part of the story I could most easily credit, having myself -looked wonderingly for several days at the pretty little oval brass -pan, filled with juniper twigs, standing on the hearth of the -turret-like stove in my Bergen bedroom, and having finally come to the -conclusion that the juniper twigs must be kept there for kindlings. - -"So he did spit everywhere on the stove; it was all around spitted. -And when the servant came in he said, 'Take away that thing with green -stuff; I want to spit in that place.'" - -The captain told this story with much hesitancy of manner and repeated -"excuse me's;" but he was reassured by my hearty laughter, and my -confession that my own ignorance of the proper use of the juniper -spitkin had been quite equal to my countryman's. - -Christiania looks well, as one approaches it by water; it is snugged -in on the lower half of an amphitheatre of high wooded hills, which -open as they recede, showing ravines, and suggesting countless -delightful ways up and out into the country. Many ships lie in the -harbor; on either hand are wooded peninsulas and islands; and -everywhere are to be seen light or bright-colored country-houses. The -first expression of the city itself, as one enters it, is -disappointingly modern, if one has his head full of Haralds and Olafs, -and expects to see some traces of the old Osloe. The Christiania of -to-day is new, as newness is reckoned in Norway, for it dates back -only to the middle of the sixteenth century; but it is as -characteristically Norwegian as if it were older,--a pleasanter place -to stay in than Bergen, and a much better starting-point for Norway -travel. - - "A cautious guest, - When he comes to his hostel, - Speaketh but little; - With his ears he listeneth, - With his eyes he looketh: - Thus the wise learneth," - -an old Norwegian song says. - -When walking through the labyrinths of the Victoria Hotel in -Christiania, and listening with my ears, I heard dripping and plashing -water, and when, looking with my eyes, I saw long dark corridors, damp -courtyards, and rooms on which no sun ever had shone, I spoke little, -but forthwith drove away in search of airier, sunnier, drier quarters. -There were many mysterious inside balconies of beautiful gay flowers -at the Victoria, but they did not redeem it. - -"I tink dat place is like a prison more tan it is like a hótle," said -Katrina, as we drove away; in which she was quite right. "I don't see -vhy tey need make a hótle like dat; nobody vould stay in prison!" At -the Hotel Scandinavie, a big room with six sides and five windows -pleased her better. "Dis is vat you like," she said; "here tere is -light." - -Light! If there had only been darkness! In the Norway summer one comes -actually to yearn for a little Christian darkness to go to bed by; -much as he may crave a stronger sun by day, to keep him warm, he would -like to have a reasonable night-time for sleeping. At first there is a -stimulus, and a weird sort of triumphant sense of outwitting Nature, -in finding one's self able to read or to write by the sun's light till -nearly midnight of the clock. But presently it becomes clear that the -outwitting is on the other side. What avails it that there is light -enough for one to write by at ten o'clock at night, if he is tired -out, does not want to write, and longs for nothing but to go to sleep? -If it were dark, and he longed to write, nothing would be easier than -to light candles and write all night, if he chose and could pay for -his candles. But neither money nor ingenuity can compass for him a -normal darkness to sleep in. The Norwegian house is one-half window: -in their long winters they need all the sun they can get; not an -outside blind, not an inside shutter, not a dark shade, to be seen; -streaming, flooding, radiating in and round about the rooms, comes the -light, welcome or unwelcome, early and late. And to the words "early" -and "late" there are in a Norway summer new meanings: the early light -of the summer morning sets in about half-past two; the late light of -the summer evening fades into a luminous twilight about eleven. -Enjoyment of this species of perpetual day soon comes to an end. After -the traveller has written home to everybody once by broad daylight at -ten o'clock, the fun of the thing is over: normal sleepiness begins to -hunger for its rights, and dissatisfaction takes the place of -wondering amusement. This dissatisfaction reaches its climax in a few -days; then, if he is wise, the traveller provides himself with several -pieces of dark green cambric, which he pins up at his windows at -bedtime, thereby making it possible to get seven or eight hours' rest -for his tired eyes. But the green cambric will not shut out sounds: -and he is lucky if he is not kept awake until one or two o'clock every -night by the unceasing tread and loud chatter of the cheerful -Norwegians, who have been forced to form the habit of sitting up half -their night-time to get in the course of a year their full quota of -daytime. - -"I tink King Ring lived not far from dis place," said Katrina, -stretching her head out of first one and then another of the five -windows, and looking up and down the busy streets; "not in -Christiania, but I tink not very far away. Did ever you hear of King -Ring? Oh, dat is our best story in all Norway,--te saga of King -Ring!" - -"Cannot you tell it to me, Katrina?" said I, trying to speak as if I -had never heard of King Ring. - -"Vell, King Ring, he loved Ingeborg. I cannot tell; I do not remember. -My father, you see,--not my right father, but my father the hatter, he -whose little home I showed you in Bergen,--he used to take books out -vere you pay so much for one week, you see; and I only get half an -hour, maybe, or few minutes, but I steal de book, and read all vat I -can. I vas only little den: oh, it is years ago. But it is our best -story in all Norway. Ingeborg was beauty, you see, and all in te -kings' families vat vanted her: many ghentlemens, and Ring, he killed -three or four I tink; and den after he killed dem three or four, den -he lost her, after all, don't you see; and tat was te fun of it." - -"But I don't think that was funny at all, Katrina," I said. "I don't -believe King Ring thought it so." - -"No, I don't tink, either; but den, you see, he had all killed for -nothing, and den he lost her himself. I tink it was on the ice: it -broke. A stranger told dem not to take the ice; but King Ring, he -would go. I tink dat was te way it was." - -It was plain that Katrina's reminiscences of her stolen childish -readings of the Frithiof's Saga were incorrect as well as fragmentary, -but her eager enthusiasm over it was delicious. Her face kindled as -she repeated, "Oh, it is our best story in all Norway!" and when I -told her that the next day she should go to a circulating library and -get a copy of the book and read it to me, her eyes actually flashed -with pleasure. - -Early the next morning she set off. A nondescript roving commission -she bore: "A copy of the Frithiof's Saga in Norwegian, [how guiltily I -feared she might stumble upon it in an English translation!] and -anything in the way of fruit or vegetables." These were her -instructions. It was an hour before she came back, flushed with -victory, sure of her success and of my satisfaction. She burst into -the room, brandishing in one hand two turnips and a carrot; in the -other she hugged up in front of her a newspaper, bursting and -red-stained, full of fresh raspberries; under her left arm, held very -tight, a little old copy of the Frithiof's Saga. Breathless, she -dropped the raspberries down, newspaper and all, in a rolling pile on -the table, exclaiming, "I tink I shall not get tese home, after I get -te oders in my oder hand! Are tese what you like?" holding the turnips -and carrot close up to my face. "I vas asking for oranges," she -continued, "but it is one month ago since they leaved Christiania." - -"What!" I exclaimed. - -"One mont ago since dey were to see in Christiania," she repeated -impatiently. "It is not mont since I vas eating dem in Bergen. I -tought in a great place like Christiania dere would be more tings as -in Bergen; but it is all shtories, you see." - -How well I came to know the look of that little ragged old copy of the -grand Saga, and of Katrina's face, as she bent puzzling over it, every -now and then bursting out with some ejaculated bit of translation, -beginning always with, "Vell, you see!" I kept her hard at work at it, -reading it to me, while I lingered over my lonely breakfasts and -dinners, or while we sat under fragrant fir-trees on country hills. -Wherever we went, the little old book and Katrina's Norwegian and -English Dictionary, older still, went with us. - -Her English always incalculably wrong and right, in startling -alternations, became a thousand times droller when she set herself to -deliberate renderings of the lines of the Saga. She went often, in one -bound, in a single stanza, from the extreme of nonsense to the climax -of poetical beauty of phrase; her pronunciation, always as unexpected -and irregular as her construction of phrases, grew less and less -correct, as she grew excited and absorbed in the tale. The troublesome -_th_ sound, which in ordinary conversation she managed to enunciate in -perhaps one time out of ten, disappeared entirely from her poetry; and -in place of it, came the most refreshing _t_'s and _d_'s. The worse -her pronunciation and the more broken her English, the better I liked -it, and the more poetical was the translation. Many men have tried -their hand at translation of the Frithiof's Saga, but I have read none -which gave me so much pleasure as I had from hearing Katrina's; -neither do I believe that any poet has studied and rewritten it, -however cultured he might be, with more enthusiasm and delight than -this Norwegian girl of the people, to whom many of the mythological -allusions were as unintelligible as if they had been written in -Sanskrit. She had a convenient way of disposing of those when she came -to such as she did not understand: "Dat's some o' dem old gods, you -see,--dem gods vat dey used to worship." It was evident from many of -Katrina's terms of expression, and from her peculiar delight in the -most poetical lines and thoughts in the Saga, that she herself was of -a highly poetical temperament. I was more and more impressed by this, -and began at last to marvel at the fineness of her appreciations. But -I was not prepared for her turning the tables suddenly upon me, as she -did one day, after I had helped her to a few phrases in a stanza over -which she had come to a halt in difficulties. - -"As sure 's I'm aliv," she exclaimed, "I believe you're a poet your -own self, too!" While I was considering what reply to make to this -charge, she went on: "Dat's what tey call me in my own country. I can -make songs. I make a many: all te birtdays and all te extra days in -our family, all come to me and say, 'Now, Katrina, you has to make -song.' Dey tink I can make song in one minute for all! [What a kinship -is there, all the world over, in some sorts of misery!] Ven I've went -to America, I made a nice song," she added. "I vould like you to see." - -"Indeed, I would like very much to see it, Katrina," I replied. "Have -you it here?" - -"I got it in my head, here," she said, laughing, tapping her broad -forehead. "I keeps it in my head." - -But it was a long time before I could persuade her to give it to me. -She persisted in saying that she could not translate it. - -"Surely, Katrina," I said, "it cannot be harder than the Frithiof's -Saga, of which you have read me so much." - -"Dat is very different," was all I could extract from her. I think -that she felt a certain pride in not having her own stanzas fail of -true appreciation owing to their being put in broken English. At last, -however, I got it. She had been hard at work a whole forenoon in her -room with her dictionary and pencil. In the afternoon she came to me, -holding several sheets of much-scribbled brown paper in her hand, and -said shyly, "Now I can read it." I wrote it down as she read it, only -in one or two instances helping her with a word, and here it is:-- - -SONG ON MY DEPARTURE FROM BERGEN FOR AMERICA. - - The time of departure is near, - And I am no more in my home; - But, God, be thou my protector. - I don't know how it will go, - Out on the big ocean, - From my father and mother; - I don't know for sure where at last - My dwelling-place will be on the earth. - - My thanks to all my dear, - To my foster father and mother; - In the distant land, as well as the near, - Your word shall be my guide. - It may happen that we never meet on earth, - But my wish is that God forever - Be with you and bless you. - - Don't forget; bring my compliments over - To that place where my cradle stood,-- - The dear Akrehavnske waves, - What I lately took leave of. - Don't mourn, my father and mother, - It is to my benefit; - My best thanks for all the goodness - You have bestowed on me. - - A last farewell to you - All, my dear friends; - May the life's fortune, honor, and glory - Be with you wherever you are! - I know you are all standing - In deep thoughts - When Harald Haarfager weighs anchor, - And I am away from you. - - A wreath of memory - I will twine or twist round - My dear native land, - And as a lark happy sing - This my well-meaned song. - Oh, that we all may be - Wreathed with glory, - And in the last carry our wreaths of glory - In heaven's hall! - -Watching my face keenly, she read my approbation of her simple little -song, and nodding her head with satisfaction, said,-- - -"Oh, sometime you see I ain't quite that foolish I look to! I got big -book of all my songs. Nobody but myself could read dem papers. It is -all pulled up, and five six words standing one on top of oder." - - -II. - -Murray's Guide-book, that paradoxical union of the false and the true, -says of Christiania, "There is not much of interest in the town, and -it may be seen in from four to five hours." The person who made that -statement did not have Katrina with him, and perhaps ought therefore -to be forgiven. He had not strolled with her through the market square -of a morning, and among the old women, squatted low, with half a dozen -flat, open baskets of fruit before them: blueberries, currants, -raspberries, plums, pears, and all shades, sizes, and flavors of -cherries, from the pale and tasteless yellow up to those wine-red and -juicy as a grape; the very cherry, it must have been, which made -Lucullus think it worth while to carry the tree in triumphal -procession into Rome. Queer little wooden boxes set on four low -wheels, with a short pole, by which a strong man or woman can draw -them, are the distinctive features of out-door trade in the -Christiania market-places. A compacter, cheaper device for combining -storage, transportation, and exhibition was never hit on. The boxes -hold a great deal. They make a good counter; and when there are twenty -or thirty of them together, with poles set up at the four corners, a -clothes-line fastened from pole to pole and swung full of cheap stuffs -of one sort and another, ready-made garments, hats, caps, bonnets, -shoes, clothespins, wooden spoons, baskets, and boxes,--the venders -sitting behind or among their wares, on firkins bottom side up,--it is -a spectacle not to be despised; and when a market-place, filled with -such many-colored fluttering merchandise as this, is also flanked by -old-clothes stalls which are like nothing except the Ghetto, or Rag -Fair in London, it is indeed worth looking at. To have at one's side -an alert native, of frugal mind and unsparing tongue, belonging to -that class of women who can never see a low-priced article offered for -sale without, for the moment, contemplating it as a possible purchase, -adds incalculably to the interest of a saunter through such a market. -The thrifty Katrina never lost sight of the possibility of lighting -upon some bargain of value to her home housekeeping; and our rooms -filled up from day to day with her acquisitions. She was absolutely -without false pride in the matter of carrying odd burdens. One day she -came lugging a big twisted door-mat with, "You see dat? For de door. -In Bergen I give exact double." The climax of her purchases was a fine -washboard, which she brought in in her arms, and exclaimed, laughing, -"What you tink the porter say to me? He ask if I am going to take in -washing up here. I only give two crowns for dat," she said, eying it -with the fondest exultation, and setting it in a conspicuous place, -leaning against the side of the room; "it is better as I get for four -in Bergen." Good little Katrina! her hands were too white and pretty -to be spoiled by hard rubbing on a washboard. They were her one -vanity, and it was pardonable. - -"Did you ever see hand like mine?" she said one day, spreading her -right hand out on the table. "Dere was two English ladies, dey say it -ought to be made in warx, and send to see in Crystal Palace. See dem?" -she continued, sticking her left forefinger into the four dimples -which marked the spots where knuckles are in ordinary hands; "dem is -nice." It was true. The hand was not small, but it was a model: plump, -solid, dimples for knuckles, all the fingers straight and shapely; -done in "warx," it would have been a beautiful thing, and her pleasure -in it was just as guileless as her delight in her washboard. - -As she delved deeper in her Frithiof's Saga, she discovered that she -had been greatly wrong in her childish impressions of the story. "It -was not as I tought," she said: "King Ring did get Ingeborg after; but -he had to die, and leaved her." - -When we went out to Oscar's Hall, which is a pretty country-seat of -the king's, on the beautiful peninsula of Ladegaardsöen, she was far -more interested in the sculptured cornice which told the story of -Frithiof and Ingeborg, than in any of the more splendid things, or -those more suggestive of the life of the king. The rooms are showily -decorated: ceilings in white with gold stars, walls panelled with -velvet; gay-colored frescos, and throne-like chairs in which "many -kings and queens have sat," the old woman who kept the keys said. -Everywhere were the royal shields with the crown and the lion; at the -corners of the doors, at the crossings of ceiling beams, above -brackets, looking-glasses, and on chair-backs. - -"I tink the king get tired looking at his crown all de time," remarked -Katrina, composedly. "I wonder vere dey could put in one more." - -The bronze statues of some of the old kings pleased her better. She -studied them carefully: Olaf and Harald Haarfager, Sverre Sigurdson -and Olaf Tryggvesson; they stand leaning upon their spears, as if on -guard. The face of Harald looks true to the record of him: a -fair-haired, blue-eyed man, who stopped at nothing when he wanted his -way, and was just as ready to fall in love with six successive women -after he had labored hard twelve years for Gyda, and won her, as -before. - -"He is de nicest," said Katrina, lingering before his statue, and -reaching up and fingering the bronze curiously. "Ain't it wonderful -how dey can make such tings!" she added with a deep-drawn sigh. But -when I pointed to the cornice, and said, "Katrina, I think that must -be the story of the Frithiof's Saga," she bounded, and threw her head -back, like a deer snuffing the wind. "Ja, ja," cried the old woman, -evidently pleased that I recognized it, and then she began to pour out -the tale. Is there a peasant in all Norway that does not know it, I -wonder? The first medallion was of the children, Frithiof and -Ingeborg, playing together. "Dere," said Katrina, "dat is vat I told -you. Two trees growed in one place, nicely in the garden; one growed -with de strongth of de oak, dat was Frithiof; and de rose in the green -walley, dat was Ingeborg de beauty." - -Very closely she scanned the medallions one after the other, -criticising their fidelity to the record. When she came to the one -where Frithiof is supporting King Ring on his knee, fainting, or -sleeping, she exclaimed, "Dere, if he had been dat bad, he could have -killed King Ring den, ven he was sleeping; but see, he have thrown his -sword away;" and at last, when the sculpture represented King Ring -dying, and bequeathing his beautiful queen and her children to -Frithiof, she exclaimed, "Dere, dem two boys belongs to King Ring; but -now Frithiof gets her. Dat is good, after all dat dem two had gone -through with." - -King Oscar makes very little use of this pretty country-house. He -comes there sometimes once or twice in the course of a summer, for a -day, or part of a day, but never to sleep, the old woman said. All the -rest of the time it is empty and desolate, with only this one poor old -woman to keep it tidy; a good berth for her, but a pity that nobody -should be taking comfort all summer in the superb outlooks and -off-looks from its windows and porch, and in the shady walks along the -banks of the fjord. One of the old Norway kings, Hakon, thought the -peninsula beautiful enough for a wedding morning gift to his queen; -but it seems not to have been held so dear by her as it ought, for she -gave it away to the monks who lived on the neighboring island of -Hovedöen. Then, in the time of the Reformation, when monks had to -scatter and go begging, and monastic properties were lying about loose -everywhere, the Norwegian kings picked up Ladegaardsöen again, and it -has been a crown property ever since. - -One of the most charming of the short drives in what Katrina called -"the nearance" of Christiania is to the "Grefsens Bad," a water-cure -establishment only two miles away, by road, to the north, but lying so -much higher up than the town that it seems to lie in another -world,--as in fact it does; for, climbing there, one rises to another -and so different air that he becomes another man, being born again -through his lungs. It is a good pull up a stony and ill-kept road, to -reach the place; but it is more than worth while, for the sake of the -clear look-out to sea, over a delicious foreground of vivid green -fields and woods. - -"This is the place where all the sick peoples in Norway do come when -de doctors cannot do nottings more for dem," said Katrina; "den dey -comes here. Here came our last king, King Oscar, and den he did die -on the dock ven he vas coming away. He had all de climb dis hill vor -notting. Ven it is the time, one has to go, no matter how much money -dey will pay; dere is One"--here she stopped hesitating for a -word--"you know all vat I mean: dere is One what has it all his own -way, not de way we wish it shall be." This she said devoutly, and was -silent for an unwonted length of time afterwards. - -As we were driving down the steepest part of the hill, a man came -running after us, calling so loudly to us to stop that we were -alarmed, thinking something must be wrong with our carriage or in the -road. Not at all. He was a roadside merchant; not precisely a pedler, -since he never went out of his own town, but a kind of aristocratic -vender in a small circuit, it seemed; we saw him afterwards in other -suburbs, bearing with him the same mysterious basket, and I very much -fear, poor fellow, the same still more mysterious articles in it. Not -even on Norwegian country-roads, I think, could there be found many -souls so dead to all sense of beauty as to buy the hideous and costly -combinations which he insisted upon laying in my lap: a sofa-cushion, -square, thick, and hard, of wine-colored velvet, with a sprawling tree -and bird laid upon it in an appliqué pattern cut out of black and -white velvet; a long and narrow strip of the same velvet, with the -same black and white velvet foliage and poultry, was trimmed at the -ends with heavy fringe, and intended for a sideboard or a bureau; a -large square tablecloth to match completed the list of his -extraordinary wares. It was so odd a wayside incident that it seemed -to loom quite out of its normal proportions as a mere effort at -traffic. He insisted on spreading the articles in my lap. He could not -be persuaded to take them away. The driver turning round on his seat, -and Katrina leaning over from hers, both rapt in admiration of the -monstrosities, were stolidly oblivious of my indifference. The things -seemed to grow bigger and bigger each moment, and more and more -hideous, and it was at last only by a sudden effort of sternness, as -if shaking off a spell, that I succeeded in compelling the man to lift -them from my knees and fold them away in his basket. As soon as he had -gone, I was seized with misgivings that I had been ungracious; and -these misgivings were much heightened by Katrina's soliloquizing as -follows:-- - -"He! I tink he never take dem tings away. His wife are sick; dat is de -reason he is on de road instead of her. He was sure you would buy -dem." - -I hope they are sold. I wish I could know. - -The suburbs of Christiania which lie along the road to the Grefsens -Bad are ugly, dusty, and unpleasing. "I tink we go some oder way dan -way we came," said Katrina. "Dere must be better way." So saying, she -stopped the driver abruptly, and after some vigorous conversation he -took another road. - -"He ask more money to go by St. John's Hill, but I tell him you not -pay any more. I can see it is not farther; I ask him if he tink I got -eyes in de head," she said scornfully, waving her fat fingers towards -the city which lay close at hand. - -"Ah, dat is great day," she continued, "St. John's Day. Keep you dat -in America? Here it is fires all round, from one hill to one hill. Dat -is from de old time. I tink it is from Catolics. Dey did do so much -for dem old saints, you see. I tink dat is it; but I tink dey do not -just know in Norway to-day what for dey do it. It has been old custom -from parents to parents." - -Then I told her about Balder and his death, and asked her if she had -never seen the country people put a boat on the top of their bonfire -on St. John's Eve. - -"Yes, I did see dat, once, in Stavanger," she replied, "but it was old -boat; no use any more. I tink dat be to save wood. It are cheapest -wood dey have, old boat. Dat were not to give to any god." - -"No, you are mistaken, Katrina," I said. "They have done that for -hundreds of years in Norway. It is to remind them of Balder's great -ship, the Hringhorn, and to commemorate his death." - -"May be," she said curtly, "but I don't tink. I only see dat once; and -all my life I see de fires, all round Bergen, and everywhere, and dere -was no boat on dem. I don't tink." - -We drove into the city through one of the smaller fruit markets, -where, late as it was, the old women still lingered with their baskets -of cherries, pears, and currants. They were not losing time, for they -were all knitting, fast as their fingers could fly; such a thing as a -Norwegian wasting time is not to be seen, I verily believe, from the -North Cape to the Skager Rack, and one would think that they knit -stockings enough for the whole continent of Europe; old men, old -women, little girls, and even little boys, all knitting, knitting, -morning, noon, and night, by roadsides, on door-sills, in -market-places; wherever they sit down, or stand, to rest, they knit. -As our carriage stopped, down went the stockings, balls rolling, yarn -tangling, on the sidewalk, and up jumped the old women, all crowding -round me, smiling, each holding out a specimen of her fruit for me to -taste. "Eat, lady, eat. It is good." "Eat and you will buy." "No such -cherries as these in Christiania." "Taste of my plums." A chorus of -imploring voices and rattling hail of _sks_. Hurried and confused talk -in the Norwegian tongue as spoken by uneducated people is a -bewildering racket; it hardly sounds like human voices. If the smiles -did not redeem it, it would be something insupportable; but the smiles -do redeem it, transfigure it, lift it up to the level of superior -harmonies. Such graciousness of eye and of smiling lips triumphs over -all possible discord of sound, even over the Norwegian battery of -consonants. - -Katrina fired back to them all. I fear she reproved them; for they -subsided suddenly into silence, and left the outstretched withered -palms holding the fruit to speak for themselves. - -"I only tell dem you cannot buy all de market out. You can say vat you -like," she said. - -Pears and cherries, and plums too, because the old plum-woman looked -poorer than the rest, I bought; and as we drove away the chorus -followed us again with good wishes. "Dey are like crazy old vomans," -remarked Katrina; "I never heard such noise of old vomans to once time -before." A few minutes after we reached the house she disappeared -suddenly, and presently returned with a little cantaloupe melon in her -hands. Standing before me, with a curious and hesitating look on her -face, she said, "Is dis vat you like?" - -"Oh, yes," I exclaimed, grateful for the sight. "I was longing for one -yesterday. Where did you get it?" - -"I not get it. I borrow it for you to see. I tell the man I bring it -back," she replied, still with the same curious expressions of doubt -flitting over her queer little face. - -"Why, whose melon is it?" I exclaimed. "What did you bring it for if -it were not for sale?" - -"Oh, it is for selled, if you like to buy," she said, still with the -hesitant expression. - -"Of course I like to buy it," I said impatiently. "How much does it -cost?" - -"Dat is it," replied Katrina, sententiously. "It is too dear to buy, I -tell the man; but he said I should bring it to you, to see. I tink you -vill not buy it;" still with the quizzical look on her face. - -Quite out of patience, I cried, "But why don't you tell me the price -of it? I should like it very much. It can't be so very dear." - -"Dat it can," answered Katrina, chuckling, at last letting out her -suppressed laugh. "He ask six kroner for dat ting; and I tink you not -buy it at such price, so I bring to make you laugh." - -One dollar and sixty-two cents for a tiny cantaloupe! Katrina had her -reward. "Oh, but I am dat glad ven I make you laugh," she said -roguishly, picking up her melon, as I cried out with surprise and -amusement,-- - -"I should think not. I never heard of such a price for a melon." - -"So I tink," said Katrina. "I ask de man who buy dem melons, and he -say plenty peoples; but I tink it is all shtories." And she ran -downstairs laughing so that I heard her, all the way, two flights down -to the door. - -High up on the dark wooded mountain wall which lies to the north and -northwest of Christiania is a spot of light color. In the early -morning it is vivid green; sometimes at sunset it catches a tint of -gold; but neither at morn nor at night can it ever be overlooked. It -is a perpetual lure to the eye, and stimulus to the imagination. What -eyry is it that has cleared for itself this loop-hole in the solid -mountain-forest? Is it a clearing, or only a bit of varied wooding of -a contrasting color to the rest? For several days I looked at it -before I asked; and I had grown so impressed by its mystery and charm, -that when I found it was a house, the summer home of a rich -Christiania family, and one of the places always shown to travellers, -I felt more than half-way minded not to go near it,--to keep it still -nothing more than a far-away, changing, luring oasis of sunny gold or -wistful green on the mountain-side. Had it been called by any other -name, my instinct to leave it unknown might have triumphed; but the -words "Frogner Sæter" were almost as great a lure to the imagination -as the green oasis itself. The sæter, high up on some mountain-side, -is the fulfilling of the Norwegian out-door life, the key-note of the -Norwegian summer. The gentle kine know it as well as their mistresses -who go thither with them. Three months in the upper air, in the spicy -and fragrant woods,--no matter if it be solitary and if the work be -hard, the sæter life must be the best the Norwegians know,--must -elevate and develop them, and strengthen them for their long, sunless -winters. I had looked up from the Vossevangen Valley, from Ringeriket, -and from the Hardanger country to many such gleaming points of lighter -green, tossed up as it were on the billowy forests. They were beyond -the reach of any methods of ascent at my command; unwillingly I had -accepted again and again the wisdom of the farm people, who said "the -road up to the sæter was too hard for those who were not used to it." -Reluctantly I had put the sæter out of my hopes, as a thing to be -known only by imagination and other people's descriptions. Therefore -the name of the Frogner Sæter was a lure not to be resisted; a sæter -to which one might drive in a comfortable carriage over a good road -could not be the ideal sæter of the wild country life, but still it -was called "sæter;" we would go, and we would take a day for the going -and coming. - -"Dat will be bestest," said Katrina. "I tink you like dat high place -better as Christiania." - -On the way we called at the office of a homoeopathic physician, -whose name had been given to me by a Bergen friend. He spoke no -English, and for the first time Katrina's failed. I saw at once that -she did not convey my meanings to him, nor his to me, with accuracy. -She was out of her depth. Her mortification was droll; it reached the -climax when it came to the word "dynamic." Poor little child! How -should she have known that! - -"I vill understand! I vill!" she exclaimed; and the good-natured -doctor took pains to explain to her at some length; at the end of his -explanation she turned to me triumphantly, with a nod: "Now I know -very well; it is another kind of strongth from the strongth of a -machine. It is not such strongth that you can see, or you can make -with your hands; but it is strongth all the same,"--a definition which -might be commended to the careful attention of all persons in the -habit or need of using the word "dynamic." - -It is five miles from Christiania out and up to the Frogner Sæter, -first through pretty suburban streets which are more roads than -streets, with picturesque wooden houses, painted in wonderful -colors,--lilac, apple-green, white with orange-colored settings to -doors and windows, yellow pine left its own color, oiled, and -decorated with white or with maroon red. They look like the gay -toy-houses sold in boxes for children to play with. There is no one of -them, perhaps, which one would not grow very weary of, if he had to -see it every day, but the effect of the succession of them along the -roadside is surprisingly gay and picturesque. Their variety of shape -and the pretty little balconies of carved lattice-work add much to -this picturesqueness. They are all surrounded by flower-gardens of a -simple kind,--old-fashioned flowers growing in clumps and straight -borders, and every window-sill full of plants in bloom; windows all -opening outward like doors, so that in a warm day, when every -window-sash is thrown open, the houses have a strange look of being -a-flutter. There is no expression of elegance or of the habits or -standards of great wealth about these suburban houses of Christiania; -but there is a very rare and charming expression of comfort and good -cheer, and a childlike simplicity which dotes on flowers and has not -outgrown the love of bright colors. I do not know anywhere a region -where houses are so instantly and good-naturedly attractive, with a -suggestion of good fellowship, and sensible, easy-going good times -inside and out. - -The last three miles of the road to the sæter are steadily up, and all -the way through dense woods of fir and spruce,--that grand Norway -spruce, which spreads its boughs out generously as palms, and loads -down each twig so full that by their own weight of shining green the -lower branches trail out along the ground, and the upper ones fold a -little and slant downwards from the middle, as if avalanches of snow -had just slid off on each side and bent them. Here were great beds of -ferns, clusters of bluebells, and territories of Linnæa. In June the -mountain-side must be fragrant with its flowers. - -Katrina glowed with pleasure. In her colder, barrener home she had -seen no such lavishness as this. - -"Oh, but ven one tinks, how Nature is wonderful!" she cried. "Here all -dese tings grow up, demselves! noting to be done. Are dey not wort -more dan in gardens? In gardens always must be put in a corn before -anyting come up; and all dese nice tings come up alone, demselves." - -"Oh, but see vat God has done; how much better than all vat people -can; no matter vat dey make." - -Half-way up the mountain we came to a tiny house, set in a clearing -barely big enough to hold the house and let a little sun in on it from -above. - -"Oh, I wish-shed I had dat little house!" she exclaimed. "Dat house -could stand in Bergen. I like to carry dat home and dem trees to it; -but my husband, he would not like it. He likes Bergen house bestest." - -As we drew near the top, we met carriages coming down. Evidently it -was the custom to drive to the Frogner Sæter. - -"I tink in dat first carriage were Chews," said Katrina, scornfully. -"I do hate dem Chews. I can't bear dat kind of people." - -"Why not, Katrina?" I asked. "It is not fair to hate people because of -their religion." - -"Oh, dat I don't know about deir religion," she replied carelessly. "I -don't tink dey got much religion anyhow. I tink dey are kind of -thieves. I saw it in New York. Ven I went into Chew shop, he say a -ting are tree dollar; and I say, 'No, dat are too dear.' Den he say, -'You can have for two dollar;' and I say, 'No, I cannot take;' and den -he say, 'Oh, have it for one dollar and half;' and I tink all such -tings are not real. I hate dem Chews. Dey are all de same in all -places. Dey are chust like dat if dey come in Norway. Very few Chews -comes in Norway. Dat is one good ting." - -In a small open, part clearing, part natural rocky crest of the hill, -stood the sæter: great spaces of pink heather to right and left of it, -a fir wood walling it on two sides; to the south and the east, a clear -off-look over the two bays of the Christiania Fjord, past all their -islands, out to sea, and the farthest horizon. Christiania lay like an -insignificant huddle of buildings in the nearer foreground; its only -beauty now being in its rich surrounding of farm-lands, which seemed -to hold it like a rough brown pebble in an emerald setting. - -The house itself fronted south. Its piazza and front windows commanded -this grand view. It was of pine logs, smoothed and mortised into each -other at the corners. Behind it was a hollow square of the farm -buildings: sheds, barns, and the pretty white cottage of the overseer. -The overseer's wife came running to meet us, and with cordial -good-will took us into the house, and showed us every room. She had -the pride of a retainer in the place; and when she found that none of -its beauty was lost on me, she warmed and grew communicative. It will -not be easy to describe the charm of this log-house: only logs inside -as well as out; but the logs are Norway pine, yellow and hard and -shining, taking a polish for floors and ceiling as fine as ash or -maple, and making for the walls belts and stripes of gold color better -than paper; all cross beams and partitions are mortised at the -joinings, instead of crossing and lapping. This alone gives to these -Norwegian houses an expression quite unlike that of ordinary -log-houses. A little carved work of a simple pattern, at the cornices -of the rooms and on the ceiling beams, was the only ornamentation of -the house; and a great glass door, of a single pane, opening on the -piazza, was the only luxurious thing about it. Everything else was -simply and beautifully picturesque. Old Norwegian tapestries hung here -and there on the walls, their vivid reds and blues coming out superbly -on the yellow pine; curious antique corner cupboards, painted in -chaotic colors of fantastic brightness; old fireplaces built out into -the room, in the style of the most ancient Norwegian farm-houses; old -brasses, sconces, placques, and candlesticks; and a long dining-table, -with wooden benches of hollowed planks for seats, such as are to be -seen to-day in some of the old ruined baronial castles in England. - -In the second-story rooms were old-fashioned bedsteads: one of carved -pine, so high that it needed a step-ladder to mount it; the other -built like a cupboard against the wall, and shut by two sliding doors, -which on being pushed back disclosed two narrow bunks. This is the -style of bed in many of the Norwegian farm-houses still. On the -sliding door of the upper bunk was a small photograph of the prince -imperial; and the woman told us with great pride that he had slept one -night in that bed. - -Upstairs again, by narrow winding stairs, and there we found the whole -floor left undivided save by the big chimney-stack which came up in -the middle; the gable ends of the garret opened out in two great doors -like barn-doors; under the eaves, the whole length of each side, was a -row of bunk beds, five on each side, separated only by a board -partition. This was a great common bedroom, "used for gentlemen at -Christmas-time," the woman said. "There had as many as fifteen or -twenty gentlemen slept in that room." - -At Christmas, it seems, it is the habit of the family owning this -unique and charming country-house to come up into the woods for a two -weeks' festivity. The snow is deep. The mercury is well down near zero -or below; but the road up the mountain is swept level smooth: sledges -can go easier in winter than carriages can in summer; and the vast -outlook over the glittering white land and shining blue sea full of -ice islands must be grander than when the islands and the land are -green. Pine logs in huge fireplaces can warm any room; and persons of -the sort that would think of spending Christmas in a fir-wood on a -mountain-top could make a house warm even better than pine logs could -do it. Christmas at the Frogner Sæter must be a Christmas worth -having. - -"The house is as full as ever it can hold," said the woman, "and fifty -sit down to dinner sometimes; they think nothing of driving up from -Christiania and down again at midnight." - -What a place for sleigh-bells to ring on a frosty night; that rocky -hill-crest swung out as it were in clear space of upper air, with the -great Christiania Fjord stretching away beneath, an ice-bound, -ice-flaked sea, white and steel-black under the winter moon! I fancied -the house blazing like a many-sided beacon out of the darkness of the -mountain front at midnight, the bells clanging, the voices of lovers -and loved chiming, and laughter and mirth ringing. I think for years -to come the picture will be so vivid in my mind that I shall find -myself on many a Christmas night mentally listening to the swift bells -chiming down the mountain from the Frogner Sæter. - -The eastern end of the piazza is closed in by a great window, one -single pane of glass like the door; so that in this corner, sheltered -from the wind, but losing nothing of the view, one can sit in even -cold weather. Katrina cuddled herself down like a kitten, in the sun, -on the piazza steps, and looking up at me, as I sat in this sheltered -corner, said approvingly,-- - -"Dis you like. I ask de voman if we could stay here; but she got no -room: else she would like to keep us. I tink I stay here all my life: -only for my husband, I go back." - -Then she pulled out the Saga and read some pages of Ingeborg's Lament, -convulsing me in the beginning by saying that it was "Ingeborg's -Whale." It was long before I grasped that she meant "Wail." - -"What you say ven it is like as if you cry, but you do not cry?" she -said. "Dat is it. It stands in my dictionary, whale!" And she -reiterated it with some impatience at my stupidity in not better -understanding my own language. When I explained to her the vast -difference between "whale" and "wail," she was convulsed in her turn. -"Oh, dere are so many words in English which do have same sound and -mean so different ting," she said, "I tink I never learn to speak -English in dis world." - -While we were sitting there, a great speckled woodpecker flew out from -the depths of the wood, lighted on a fir near the house, and began -racing up and down the tree, tapping the bark with his strong bill, -like the strokes of a hammer. - -"There is your Gertrude bird, Katrina," said I. She looked bewildered. -"The woman that Christ punished," I said, "and turned her into the -Gertrude bird; do you not know the old story?" No, she had never heard -it. She listened with wide-open eyes while I told her the old -Norwegian legend, which it was strange that I knew and she did -not,--how Christ and Peter, stopping one day at the door of a woman -who was kneading her bread, asked her for a piece. She broke a piece -for them; but as she was rolling it out, it grew under her roller till -it filled her table. She laid it aside, saying it was too large, broke -off another piece, rolled it out with the same result; it grew larger -every moment. She laid that aside, and took a third bit, the smallest -she could possibly break off: the same result; that too grew under her -roller till it covered the table. Then her heart was entirely -hardened, and she laid this third piece on one side, saying, "Go your -ways, I cannot spare you any bread to-day." Then Christ was angry, and -opened her eyes to see who he was. She fell on her knees, and implored -his forgiveness; but he said, "No. You shall henceforth seek your -bread from day to day, between the wood and the bark." And he changed -her into a bird,--the Gertrude bird, or woodpecker. The legend runs, -however, that, relenting, the Lord said that when the plumage of the -bird should become entirely black, her punishment should be at an end. -The Gertrude bird grows darker and darker every year, and when it is -old, has no white to be seen in its plumage. When the white has all -disappeared, then the Lord Christ takes it for his own, so the legend -says; and no Norwegian will ever injure a Gertrude bird, because he -believes it to be under God's protection, doing this penance. - -"Is dat true?" asked Katrina, seriously. "Dat must have been when de -Lord was going about on dis earth; ven he was ghost. I never hear -dat." - -I tried to explain to her the idea of a fable. - -"Fable," she said, "fable,--dat is to teach people to be giving ven -dey got, and not send peoples away vidout notings. Dat's what I see, -many times I see. But I do not see dat de peoples dat is all for -saving all dey got, gets any richer. I tink if you give all the time -to dem dat is poorer, dat is de way to be richer. Dere is always some -vat is poorer." - -In the cosey little sitting-room of her white cottage, the farmer's -wife gave us a lunch which would not have been any shame to any lady's -table,--scrambled eggs, bread, rusks, milk, and a queer sort of -election cake, with raisins but no sugar. This Katrina eyed with the -greed of a child; watched to see if I liked it, and exclaimed, "We -only get dat once a year, at Christmas time." Seeing that I left a -large piece on my plate, she finally said, "Do you tink it would be -shame if I take dat home? It is too good to be leaved." With great -glee, on my first word of permission, she crammed it into her -omnivorous pocket, which already held a dozen or more green apples -that she had persisted in picking up by the roadside as we came. - -As we drove down the mountain, the glimpses here and there, between -the trees, of the fjord and islands were even more beautiful than the -great panorama seen from the top. Little children ran out to open -gates for us, and made their pretty Norwegian courtesies, with smiles -of gratitude for a penny. We met scores of peasant women going out to -their homes, bearing all sorts of burdens swung from a yoke laid -across their shoulders. The thing that a Norwegian cannot contrive to -swing from one side or the other of his shoulder-yoke must be very big -indeed. The yokes seem equally adapted to everything, from a -butter-firkin to a silk handkerchief full of cabbages. Weights which -would be far too heavy to carry in any other way the peasants take in -this, and trot along between their swinging loads at as round a pace -as if they had nothing to carry. We drove a roundabout way to our -hotel, to enable Katrina to see an old teacher of hers; through street -after street of monotonous stucco-walled houses, each with a big open -door, a covered way leading into a court behind, and glimpses of -clothes-lines, or other walls and doorways, or green yards, beyond. -Two thirds of the houses in Christiania are on this plan; the families -live in flats, or parts of flats. Sometimes there are eight or ten -brass bell-handles, one above another, on the side of one of these big -doorways, each door-bell marking a family. The teacher lived in a -respectable but plain house of this kind,--she and her sister; they -had taught Katrina in Bergen when she was a child, and she retained a -warm and grateful memory of them; one had been married, and her -husband was in America, where they were both going to join him soon. -Everywhere in Norway one meets people whose hearts are in -America,--sons, husbands, daughters, lovers. Everybody would go if it -were possible; once fourteen thousand went in one year, I was told. -These poor women had been working hard to support themselves by -teaching and by embroidering. Katrina brought down, to exhibit to me, -a dog's head, embroidered in the finest possible silks,--silks that -made a hair-stroke like a fine pen; it was a marvellously ingenious -thing, but no more interesting than the "Lord's Prayer written in the -circumference of two inches," or any of that class of marvels. - -"Dey take dese to America," Katrina said. "Did you ever see anyting -like dem dere? Dey get thirty kroner for one of dem dogs. It is chust -like live dog." - -After we returned, Katrina disappeared again on one of her mysterious -expeditions, whose returns were usually of great interest to me. This -time they brought to both of us disappointment. Coming in with a -radiant face, and the usual little newspaper bundle in her hand, she -cried out, "Now I got you de bestest ting yet," and held out her -treasures,--a pint of small berries, a little larger than -whortleberries, and as black and shining as jet. "Dis is de bestest -berry in all Norway," she exclaimed, whipping one into her own mouth; -"see if you like." - -I incautiously took three or four at once. Not since the days of -old-fashioned Dover's and James's powders have I ever tasted a more -nauseous combination of flavors than resided in those glittering black -berries. - -"You not like dem berries?" cried poor Katrina, in dismay at my -disgust, raising her voice and its inflections at every syllable. "You -not like dem berries? I never hear of nobody not liking dem berries. -Dey is bestest we got! Any way, I eat dem myself," she added -philosophically, and retreated crestfallen to her room, where I heard -her smacking her lips over them for half an hour. I believe she ate -the whole at a sitting. They must have been a variety of black -currant, and exclusively intended by Nature for medicinal purposes; -but Katrina came out hearty and well as ever the next day, after -having swallowed some twelve or sixteen ounces of them. - -By way of atoning for her mishap with the berries, she ran out early -the next morning and bought a little packet of odds and ends of -strong-scented leaves and dust of several kinds, and, coming up behind -my chair, held it close under my nose, with,-- - -"Ain't dat nice smell? Ain't dat better as dem berries? Oh, I tink I -never stop laughing ven I am at home ven I tink how you eat dem -berries. Dey are de bestest berries we got." - -On my approving the scent, she seemed much pleased, and laid the -little packet on my table, remarking that I could "chust smell it ven -I liked." She added that in the winter-time they kept it in all -Norwegian houses, and strewed it on the stoves when they were hot, and -it "smelled beautiful." They called it "king's smoke," she said, and -nobody would be without it. - -It is easy to see why the Norwegians, from the king down, must need -some such device as this to make tolerable the air in their -stove-heated rooms in winter. It was appalling to look at their four -and five storied stoves, and think how scorched the air must be by -such a mass of heated iron. The average Norwegian stove is as high as -the door of the room, or even higher. It is built up of sections of -square-cornered hollow iron pipe, somewhat as we build card-houses; -back and forth, forward and back, up and across, through these hollow -blocks of cast-iron, goes the heated air. It takes hours to get the -tower heated from bottom to top; but once it is heated there is a -radiating mass of burnt iron, with which it must be terrible to be -shut up. The open spaces between the cross sections must be very -convenient for many purposes,--to keep all sorts of things hot; and a -man given to the habit of tipping back in his chair, and liking to sit -with his feet higher than his head, could keep his favorite attitude -and warm his feet at the same time,--a thing that couldn't be done -with any other sort of stove. - -One of my last days in Christiania was spent on the island of -Hovedöen, a short half-hour's row from the town. Here are the ruins of -an old monastery, dating back to the first half of the twelfth -century, and of priceless interest to antiquarians, who tell, inch by -inch, among the old grass-grown stones, just where the abbot sat, and -the monks prayed, and through which arch they walked at vespers. Bits -of the old carved cornices are standing everywhere, leaning up against -the moss-grown walls, which look much less old for being hoary with -moss. One thing they had in the monastery of Hovedöen,--a well of -ice-cold, sparkling water, which might have consoled them for much -lack of wine; and if the limes and poplars and birches were half as -beautiful in 1147 as they are now, the monks were to be envied, when a -whole nunneryful of nuns took refuge on their island in the time of -the first onslaught on convents. What strolls under those trees! There -are several species of flowers growing there now which grow nowhere -else in all the region about, and tradition says that these nuns -planted them. The paths are edged with heather and thyme and -bluebells, and that daintiest of little vetches, the golden yellow, -whose blossoms were well named by the devout sisters "Mary's golden -shoes." As we rowed home at sunset over the amber and silver water, -Katrina sang Norwegian songs; her voice, though untrained and shrill, -had sweet notes in it, and she sang with the same childlike heartiness -and innocent exultation that she showed in everything else. "Old -Norway" was the refrain of the song she liked most and sang best; and -more than one manly Norwegian voice joined in with hers with good-will -and fervor. - -At the botanical gardens a Victoria regia was on the point of -blooming. Day after day I had driven out there to see it; each day -confident, each day disappointed. The professor, a quaint and learned -old man, simple in speech and behavior, as all great scientific men -are, glided about in a linen coat, his shears hanging in a big sheath -on one side his belt, his pruning-knife on the other, and a big -note-book in his breast-pocket. His life seemed to me one of the few -ideal ones I had ever seen. His house stands on a high terrace in the -garden, looking southward, over the city to the fjord. It is a long, -low cottage, with dormer windows sunk deep in the red-tiled roof, -shaded by two great horsechestnut trees, which are so old that clumps -of grass have grown in their gnarled knots. Here he plants and watches -and studies; triumphs over the utmost rigors of the Norway climate, -and points with pride to a dozen varieties of Indian corn thriving in -his grounds. Tropical plants of all climes he has cajoled or coerced -into living out-of-doors all winter in Norway. One large house full of -begonias was his special pride; tier after tier of the splendid velvet -leaves, all shades of color in the blossoms: one could not have -dreamed that the world held so many varieties of begonia. He was -annoyed by his Victoria regia's tardiness. There it lay, lolling in -its huge lake,--in a sultry heated air which it was almost dangerous -for human lungs to breathe. Its seven huge leaves spread out in round -disks on which a child could stand safe. In the middle, just out of -the water, rose the mysterious red bud. It was a plant he had himself -raised in one year from seed; and he felt towards it as to a child. - -"I cannot promise. I did think it should have opened this morning. It -has lifted itself one inch since last night," he said. "It is not my -fault," he added apologetically, like a parent who cannot make a child -obey. Then he showed me, by his clasped hands, how it opened; in a -series of spasmodic unclosings, as if by throes, at intervals of five -or six minutes; each unclosing revealing more and more of the petals, -till at last, at the end of a half-hour, the whole snowy blossom is -unfolded: one day open, then towards night, by a similar series of -throe-like movements, it closes, and the next morning, between nine -and eleven, opens again in the same way, but no longer white. In the -night it has changed its color. One look, one taste, one day, of life -has flushed it rose-red. As the old professor told me this tale, not -new, but always wonderful and solemn, his face kindled with delight -and awe. No astronomer reckoning the times and colors of a recurring -planet could have had a vivider sense of the beauty and grandeur of -its law. The last thing I did in Christiania was to drive for the -third time to see if this flower had unfolded. It had apparently made -no movement for twenty-four hours. - -"I tought you not see dat flower," said Katrina, who had looked with -some impatience on the repeated bootless journeys. "I tink it is -hoombug. I tink it is all shtories." - -To me there was a half-omen in the flower's delay. Norway also had -shown me only half its beauty; I was going away wistful and -unsatisfied. "You must have another Victoria next summer," I said to -the quaint old professor, when I bade him good-by; and as Katrina ran -swiftly off the deck of the steamer, that I might not see any tears in -her eyes, bidding me farewell, I said also to her, "Next summer, -Katrina. Study the Frithiof's Saga, and read me the rest of it next -summer." - -I hope she will not study it so well as to improve too much in her -renderings. Could any good English be so good as this? - -FRITHIOF AND INGEBORG. - - Two trees growed bold and silent: never before the north never - seen such beauties; they growed nicely in the garden. - - The one growed up with the strongth of the oak; and the stem - was as the handle of the spear, but the crown shaked in the - wind like the top on the helmet. - - But the other one growed like a rose,--like a rose when the - winter just is going away; but the spring what stands in its - buds still in dreams childly is smiling. - - The storm shall go round the world. In fight with the storm the - oak will stand: the sun in the spring will glow on the heaven. - Then the rose opens its ripe lips. - - So they growed in joy and play; and Frithiof was the young oak, - but the rose in the green walley was named Ingeborg the Beauty. - - If you seen dem two in the daylight, you would think of Freya's - dwelling, where many a little pair is swinging with yellow - hair, and vings like roses. - - But if you saw dem in the moonlight, dancing easy around, you - would tink to see an erl-king pair dancing among the wreaths of - the walley. How he was glad-- - -"Dem's the nicest vairses, I tink." - - --how he was glad, how it was dear to him, when he got to write - the first letter of her name, and afterwards to learn his - Ingeborg, that was to Frithiof more than the king's honor. - - How nicely when with the little sail, ven they vent over the - surface of the water, how happy with her little white hands she - is clapping ven he turns the rudder. - - How far up it was hanging in the top of the tree, to the - bird's-nest, he found up; sure was not either the eagle's nest, - when she stand pointing down below. - - You couldn't find a river, no matter how hard it was, without - he could carry her over. It is so beautiful when the waves are - roaring to be keeped fast in little white arms. - - The first flower brought up in the spring, the first strawberry - that gets red, the first stem that golden bended down, he happy - brought his Ingeborg. - - But the days of childhood goes quickly away. There stands a - youth; and in a while the hope, the brave, and the fire is - standing in his face. There stands a maiden, with the bosom - swelling. - - Very often Frithiof went out a-hunting. Such a hunting would - frighten many; without spear and sword the brave would fetch - the bear: they were fighting breast to breast; and after the - glory, in an awful state, the hunter went home with what he - got. - - What girl wouldn't like to take that? - -"Ven he had been fighting that way, you see, without any sword or -anyting." - - Then dear to the women is the fierce of a man. The strongth is - wort the beauty, and they will fit well for another, as well as - the helm fits the brain of an hero. - - But if he in the winter evening, with his soul fierce, by the - fire's beam was reading of bright Walhalla, a song, a song of - the gods-- - -"Veil, dat's the mans; vat's the vomens?" - -"Goddesses?" - -"Vell, dat's it." - - --a song of the gods and goddesses' joy, he was tinking, Yellow - is the hair of Freya. My Ingeborg-- - -"Vat's a big field called when it is all over ripe?" - -"Yellow?" - -"No,"--a shake of the head. - - --is like the fields when easy waves the summer wind a golden - net round all the flower bundles. - - Iduna's bosom is rich, and beautiful it waves under the green - satin. I know a twin satin wave in where light Alfs hid - themself. - - And the eyes of Frigga are blue as the heavenly whole; still - often I looked at two eyes under the vault of heaven: against - dem are a spring day dark to look at. - - How can it be they praise Gerda's white cheeks, and the - new-come snow in the north light beam? - - I looked at cheeks, the snow mountain's beam ain't so beautiful - in the red of the morning. - - I know a heart as soft as Nanna's, if not so much spoken of. - - Well praised of the skalds you, Nanna's happy Balder! - - Oh, that I as you could die missed of the soft and honest - maiden, your Nanna like. I should glad go down to Hell's the - dark kingdom. - - But the king's daughter sat and sung a hero song, and weaved - glad into the stuff all things the hero have done, the blue - sea, the green walley, and rock-rifts. - - There growed out in snow-white vool the shining shields of-- - -"Ain't there a word you say spinned?" - - --spinned gold; red as the lightning flew the lances of the - war, and stiff of silver was every armor. - - But as she quickly is weaving and nicely, she gets the heroes - Frithiof's shape, and as she comes farther into the weave, she - gets red, but still she sees them with joy. - - But Frithiof did cut in walley and field many an I and F in the - bark of-- - -"He cut all round. Wherever he come, he cut them two." - - --the trees. These Runes is healed with happy and joy, just - like the young hearts together. - - When the daylight stands in its emerald-- - -Here we had a long halt, Katrina insisting on saying "smaragd," and -declaring that that was an English word; she had seen it often, and -"it could not be pronounced in any other way;" she had seen it in -"Lady Montaig in Turkey,"--"she had loads of smaragds and all such -things." Her contrition, when she discovered her mistake, was -inimitable. - -She had read this account of "Lady Montagu in Turkey," in her "Hundred -Lessons," at school so many times she knew it by heart, which she -proceeded to prove by long quotations. - - --and the king of the light with the golden hair, and the mens, - is busy wandering, then they did only think one on each other. - - When the night is standing in its emerald, and the mother of - the sleep with dark hair and all are silent, and the stars are - wandering, den they only is dreaming of each other. - - Thou Earth dat fix thee [or gets new] every spring, and is - braiding the flowers into your hair, the beautifullest of them, - give me friendly, for a wreath to reward Frithiof. - - Thou Ocean, dat in thy dark room has pearls in thousands, give - me the best, the beautifullest, and the beautifullest neck I - will bind them to. - - Thou button on Odin's king-chair, Thou World's Eye Golden Sun, - if you were mine, your shining round I would give Frithiof as - shield. - - Thou lantern in the All-Father's Home, the moon with the pale - torch, if you were mine, I would give it as an emerald for my - beautiful hand-maiden. - - Then Hilding said, "Foster son, - Your love wouldn't be any good to you. - Different lots Norna gives out. - That maiden is daughter to King Bele. - To Odin hisself in the Star-place - Mounts her family. - You, de son of Thorstein peasant, - Must give way, because like thrives best with like." - -"He have to leave because he vas poor, you see." - - But Frithiof smiled: "Very easy - My arm will win me king's race. - The king of the wood fall, - The king of the forest fall in spite of claw and howl; - His race I inherit with the Skin." - - The free-born man wouldn't move, - Because the world belongs to the free. - Easy, courage can reconcile fortune, - And de Hope carries a king's crown. - - Most noble is all Strongth. Because Thor-- - -"He was fader of all dem oder gods, you see." - - The ancestor lives in Thrudvang, - He weighs not de burden, but de wort; - -"Look now, all dese be strange words." - - A mighty wooer is also the Sword. - - I will fight for my young bride. - If it so were, vid de God of de Tunder; - Grow safe, grow happy, my white lily, - Our covenant are fast as the Norna's will. - -This is her translation of the last stanzas of the account of -Ingeborg's marriage to Frithiof:-- - - In come Ingeborg in hermine sack, and bright jewels, followed - of a crowd of maids like de stars wid de moon. Wid de tears in - de beautiful eyes she fall to her brother's heart; but he lead - the dear sister up to Frithiof's noble breast; and over the - God's altar she reach-ched her hand to de childhood's friend, - to her heart's beloved. - -A few days before I left Christiania, Katrina had come shyly up to my -table, one evening, and tossed down on it a paper, saying,-- - -"Dere is anoder. Dis one is for you." - -On looking at it, I found it contained four stanzas of Norwegian -verse, in which my name occurred often. No persuasions I could bring -to bear on her would induce her to translate it. She only laughed, -said she could not, and that some of my Norwegian friends must read it -to me. She read it aloud in the Norwegian, and to my ignorant ear the -lines had a rhythmical and musical sound. She herself was pleased with -it. "It is nice song, dat song," she said; but turn it into English -for me she would not. Each day, however, she asked if I had had it -translated, and finding on the last day that I had not, she darted -into her room, shut the door, and in the course of two hours came out, -saying, "I got it part done; but dey tell you better, as I tell you." - -The truth was, the tribute was so flattering, she preferred it should -come to me second hand. She shrank from saying directly, in open -speech, all that it had pleased her affectionate heart to say in the -verses. Three of the stanzas I give exactly as she wrote them. The -rest is a secret between Katrina and me. - -THANKS. - - The duty command me to honor - You, who with me - Were that kind I set her beside - My parents. Like a sunbeamed picture - For my look, you painted stands. - My wishes here translated - With you to Colorado go. - - Happy days! oh, happy memories - Be with me on the life's way. - Let me still after a while find or meet - You energisk. I wouldn't forget. - God, be thou a true guide - For her over the big ocean; - Keep away from her all torments - That she happy may reach her home. - - Take my thanks and my farewell - As remembrance along with you home, - Though a stranger I am placed - And as servant for you, - The heaven's best reward I pray down - For all you did to me. - Good luck and honor - Be with you till you die. - -The last verse seems to me to sound far better in Norwegian than in -English, and is it not more fitting to end the Katrina Saga in a few -of her words in her own tongue? - - "Modtag Takken og Farvellet - Som Erindring med dem hjem, - Sjönt som Fremmed jeg er stillet - Og som Tjener kun for dem. - Himlen's rige Lön nedbeder - Jeg for Lidet og for Stort, - Mrs. Jackson, Held og Hæder - Fölge dem til Döden's Port." - - - -ENCYCLICALS OF A TRAVELLER. - -I. - -Dear People,--We had a fine send-off from Christiania. The landlord of -the Scandinavie sent up to know if we would do him the honor to drive -down to the steamer in his private carriage. Katrina delivered the -message with exultant eyes. "You see," she said, "he likes to show dat -he do not every day get such in de house." We sent word back that we -should consider ourselves most honored; and so when we went -downstairs, there stood a fine landau open, with bouquets lying on the -seats, and a driver in livery; and the landlord himself in the -doorway, and the landlord's wife, who had sent us the bouquets, -Katrina said, peering from behind the curtains. When she saw Katrina -pointing her out, she threw the curtains back and appeared full in -view, smiling and waving her hand; we lifted up our bouquets, and -waved them to her, and smiled our thanks. Katrina sprang up, with my -cloak on her arm, to the coachman's seat. "I tink I go down too," she -exclaimed, "I see you all safe;" and so we drove off, with as much -smiling and bowing and "fare-welling" as if we had been cousins and -aunts of everybody in the Scandinavie. How we did hate to leave our -great corner rooms, with five windows in them, the fifth window being -across the corner, which is not a right-angled corner, but like a huge -bay-window! This utilization of the corner is a very noticeable -feature in the streets of Christiania. In the greater part of the best -houses the corner is cut off in this way; the door into the room being -across the opposite corner (also cut off), thus making a six-sided -room. The improvement in the street-fronts of handsome blocks of -buildings made by this shape instead of the usual rectangular corner -is greater than would be supposed, and the rooms made in this fashion -are delightfully bright, airy, and out of the common. - -I did not quite fancy sailing in a steamer named "Balder,"--one gets -superstitious in Norway,--but I think we had flowers enough on board -to have saved us if Loki herself had wished us ill. Nothing in all -Norway is more striking than the Norwegian's love of flowers. It is no -exaggeration to say that one does not see a house without flowers in -the window. In the better houses every window in the front, even up to -the little four-paned window in the gable, has its row of flower-pots; -and even in the very poorest hovels there will be at least one window -flower-filled. This general love and culture of flowers makes it the -most natural thing in the world for the Norwegian, when he travels, to -be carrying along something in the shape of a plant. He is either -taking it home or carrying it as a gift to some one he is going to -visit. I have not yet been on a steamboat where I did not see at least -a dozen potted plants, of one sort or another, being carefully carried -along, as hand luggage, by men or women; and as for bouquets, they are -almost as common as hats and bonnets. Of the potted plants, five out -of seven will be green myrtles, and usually the narrow leaf. There is -a reason for this,--the Norwegian bride, of the better class, wears -always a chaplet of green myrtle, and has her white veil trimmed with -little knots of it from top to bottom. The chaplet is made in front -somewhat after the shape of the high gilded crowns worn by the peasant -brides; but at the back it is simply a narrow wreath confining the -veil. After I knew this, I looked with more interest at the pots of -myrtle I met everywhere, journeying about from place to place; and I -observed, after this, what I had not before noticed, that every house -had at least one pot of myrtle in its windows. - -There were a dozen different varieties of carnations in our bouquets. -The first thing I saw as we moved off from the wharf was a shabbily -dressed little girl with a big bouquet entirely of carnations, in -which there must have been many more. In a few minutes a woman, still -shabbier than the little girl, came down into the cabin with a great -wooden box of the sort that Norwegian women carry everything in, from -potatoes up to their church fineries: it is an oval box with a little -peak at each end like a squirrel cage; the top, which has a hole in -the middle, fits down around these peaks so tight that the box is -safely lifted by this handle; and, as I say, everything that a -Norwegian woman wants to carry, she puts into her _tine_ (pronounced, -"teener"). Some of them are painted in gay colors; others are left -plain. Setting down the box, she opened it, and proceeded to sprinkle -with water one of the most beautiful wreaths I have ever seen,--white -lilies, roses, and green myrtle. I think it came from a wedding; but -as she knew no English, and I no Norwegian, I could not find out. Two -nights and a day she was going to carry it, however, and she sprinkled -it several times a day. An hour later, when I went down into the -cabin, there was a row of bouquets filling the table under the -looking-glass; five pots of flowers standing on the floor, and in -several staterooms whose doors were standing open I saw still more of -both bouquets and plants. This is only a common illustration of the -universal custom. It is a beautiful one, and in thorough keeping with -the affectionate simplicity of the Norwegian character. - -Christiania looked beautiful as we sailed away. It lies in the hollow, -or rather on the shore rim of the fine amphitheatre of hills which -makes the head of the Christiania Fjord. _Fjord_ is a much more -picturesque word than _bay_; and I suppose when a bay travels up into -the heart of a country scores of miles, slips under several narrow -strips of land one after the other, making lakes between them, it is -entitled to be called something more than plain _bay_; but I wish it -had been a word easier to pronounce. I never could say "fjord," when I -read the word in America; and all that I have gained on the -pronouncing of it by coming to Norway is to become still more -distinctly aware that I always pronounce it wrong. I do not think -Cadmus ever intended that _j_ should be _y_, or that one should be -called on to pronounce _f_ before it. - -The Christiania Fjord has nothing of grandeur about it, like the -wilder fjords on the west coast of Norway. It is smiling and gracious, -with beautifully rounded and interlocking hills,--intervals of pine -woods, with green meadows and fields, pretty villages and hamlets, -farm-houses and country-seats, and islands unnumbered, which deceive -the eye continually, seeming to be themselves the shore. We left -Christiania at two o'clock; at that hour the light on a Norway summer -day is like high noon in other parts of the world,--in fact, it's noon -till four o'clock in the afternoon, and then it is afternoon till ten, -and then a good, long, very light twilight to go to bed by at eleven -or twelve, and if you want to get up again at three o'clock in the -morning you can wake without any trouble, for it is broad daylight: -all of which is funny for once or twice, or perhaps for ten times, but -not for very long. - -It was not till four or five o'clock that we began to see the full -beauty of the fjord; then the sun had gone far enough over to cast a -shadow,--soften all the forest tops on the west side, and cast shadows -on the east side. The little oases of bright green farm-lands, with -their clusters of houses, seemed to sink deeper and deeper into their -dark pine-tree settings,--the fjord grew wider and wider, and was as -smooth as a lake: now and then we drew up by a little village and half -stopped,--it seemed no more than that,--and somebody would climb on or -off the steamer by little cockles of boats that bobbed alongside. -Sometimes we came to a full stop, and lay several minutes at a wharf, -loading or unloading bags of grain. I think we took on just as many as -we took off,--like a game of bean-bags between the villages. The -sailors carried them off and on their backs, one set standing still in -their places to lift the bags up on their comrades' backs; they lifted -with a will, and then folded their arms and waited till the -bag-carriers came back to be loaded up again. If I could have spoken -Norwegian, I should have asked whether those sets of men took turn and -turn about, or whether one set always lifted up the loads and the -others lugged them,--probably the latter. That's the way it is in -life; but I never saw a more striking example of it than in the -picture these sailors made standing with folded arms doing nothing, -waiting till their fellows came back again to be loaded down like -beasts of burden. It was at "Moss" we saw this,--a pretty name for a -little town with a handful of gay-colored houses, red, yellow, and -white, set in green fields and woods. Women came on board here with -trays of apples and pears to sell,--little wizened pears red high up -on one side, like some old spinsters' cheeks in New England. Children -came too, with cherries tied up in bunches of about ten to a bunch; -they looked dear, but it was only a few hundredths of a quarter of a -dollar that they cost. Since I have found out that a kroner is only -about twenty-seven cents, and that it takes one hundred ore to make a -kroner, all the things that cost only a few ore seem to me so -ridiculously cheap as not to be worth talking about. These children -with the cherries were all barefoot, and they were so shy that they -curled and mauled their little brown toes all the time they were -selling their cherries, just as children one shade less shy twist and -untwist their fingers. - -We left Moss by a short cut, not overland exactly, but next door to -it,--through land. The first thing we knew we were sailing through a -bridge right into the town, in a narrow canal,--we could have thrown -an apple into the windows of some of the houses as we glided by; then -in a few moments out we were again into the broad open fjord. - -At six o'clock we went down to our first Danish supper. The "Balder" -is a Danish boat, and sailed by a Danish captain, and conducted on -Danish methods; and they pleased us greatly. The ordinary Norwegian -supper is a mongrel meal of nobody knows how many kinds of sausage, -raw ham, raw smoked salmon, sardines, and all varieties of cheese. The -Danish we found much better, having the addition of hot fish, and -cutlets, and the delicious Danish butter. One good result of Denmark's -lying low, she gets splendid pasturage for her cows, and makes a -delicious butter, which brings the highest prices in the English and -other markets. - -When we came up from supper we found ourselves in a vast open sea; dim -shores to be seen in the east and west,--in the east pink and gray, in -the west dark with woods. The setting sun was sinking behind them, and -its yellow light etched every tree-top on the clear sky. Here and -there a sail gleamed in the sun, or stood out white in the farther -horizon. A pink halo slowly spread around the whole outer -circumference of the water; and while we were looking at this, all of -a sudden we were not in an open sea at all, but in among islands -again, and slowly coming to a stop between two stretches of lovely -shore,--big solid green fields like America's on one side, and a low -promontory of mossy rocks on the other. A handful of houses, with one -large and conspicuous one in the centre, stood between the green -fields and the shore. A sign was printed on this house in big letters; -and as I was trying to spell it out, a polite Norwegian at my elbow -said, "Shoddy factory! We make shoddy there; we call it so after the -English," bowing flatteringly as if it were a compliment to the -English. _Kradsuld_ is Norwegian for shoddy, and sounds worlds more -respectable, I am sure. - -The roof of this shoddy factory had four dormer windows in it, with -their tiled roofs running up full width to the ridge-pole, which gave -the roof the drollest expression of being laid in box-plaits. I wish -somebody would make a series of photographs of roofs in Norway and -Denmark. They are the most picturesque part of the scenery; and as for -their "sky-line," it is the very poetry of etching. I thought I had -seen the perfection of the beauty of irregularity in the sky-line in -Edinburgh; but Edinburgh roofs are monotonous and straight in -comparison with the huddling of corners and angles in Scandinavian -gables and ridges and chimneys and attics. Add to this freaky and -fantastic and shifting shape the beauty of color and of fine -regularity of small curves in the red tile, and you have got as it -were a mid-air world of beauty by itself. As I was studying out the -points where these box-plaited dormer windows set into their roof, the -same polite Norwegian voice said to a friend by his side, "I have read -it over twenty-five ones." He pronounced the word _read_ as for the -present indicative, which made his adverbs of time at the end still -droller. Really one of the great pleasures of foreign travel is the -English one hears spoken; and it is a pleasure for which we no doubt -render a full equivalent in turn when we try speaking in any tongue -except our own. But it is hard to conceive of any intelligible English -French or German being so droll as German or French English can be and -yet be perfectly intelligible. Polite creatures that they all are, -never to smile when we speak their language! - -As the sun sank, the rosy horizon-halo gathered itself up and floated -about in pink fleeces; the sky turned pale green, like the sky before -dawn. Latitude plays strange pranks with sunsets and sunrises. Norway, -I think, must be the only place in the world where you could mistake -one for the other; but it is literally true that in Norway it would be -very easy to do so if you happened not to know which end of the day it -was. - -When we went down into our staterooms sorrow awaited us. To the eye -the staterooms had been most alluring. One and all, we had exclaimed -that never had we seen so fine staterooms in a Norwegian steamboat. -All the time we were undressing we eyed with complacency the two fine -red sofas, on one of which we were to sleep. Strangely enough, no one -of us observed the shape of the sofa, or thought to try the -consistency of it. Our experiences, therefore, were nearly -simultaneous, and unanimous to a degree, as we discovered afterwards -on comparing notes. The first thing we did on lying down on our bed -was to roll off it. Then we got up and on again, and tried to get -farther back on it. As it was only about the width of a good-sized -pocket-handkerchief, and rounded up in the middle, this proved to be -impossible. Then we got up and tried to pull it out from the wall. -Vain! It was upholstered to the board as immovable as the stack-pipe -of the boat. Then we tried once more to adjust ourselves to it. -Presently we discovered that it was not only narrow and rounding, but -harder than it would have seemed possible that anything in shape of -tufted upholstered velvet could be. We began to ache in spots; the -ache spread: we ached all over; we could neither toss, twist, nor turn -on the summit of this narrow tumulus. Misery set in; indignation and -restlessness followed; seasickness, in addition, seemed for once a -trifle. The most indefatigable member of the party, being also the -most fatigued, succeeded at last in procuring a half-dozen small -square pillows,--one shade less hard than the sofa, she thought when -she first lay down on them, but long before morning she began to -wonder whether they were not even harder. Such a night lingers long in -one's memory; it was a closing chapter to our experience of Norwegian -beds,--a fitting climax, if anything so small could be properly called -a climax. How it has ever come about that the Norwegian notion of a -bed should be so restricted, I am at a loss to imagine. They are -simply child's cribs,--no more; as short as narrow, and in many -instances so narrow that it is impossible to turn over quickly in them -without danger. I have again and again been suddenly waked, finding -myself just going over the edge. The making of them is as queer as the -size. A sort of _bulkhead_ small mattress is slipped in under the -head, lifting it up at an angle admirably suited to an asthmatic -patient who can't breathe lying down, or to a small boy who likes to -coast down-hill in his bed of a morning. The single pillow is placed -on this; the short, narrow sheet flung loosely over it; blanket, -ditto; coverlet, ditto--it may or may not be straight or smooth. The -whole expression of the bed is as if it had been just hastily smoothed -up temporarily till there should be time enough to make it. In perfect -good faith I sent for a chambermaid one night, in the early days of my -Norway journey, and made signs to her that I would like to have my bed -made, when the poor thing had already made it to the very best of her -ability, and entirely in keeping with the customs of her country. - -It is very needless to say that we all were up early the next morning; -and there was something ludicrous enough in the tone in which each -inquired eagerly of each, "Did you ever know such beds?" At ten we -were anchored off the little town of Frederikssund; and here the boat -lay five mortal hours, doing nothing but unloading and taking on bags -of bran. - -Another big steamer was lying alongside, doing the same thing. This -was our first glimpse of Denmark. Very flat it looked,--just out of -water, and no more,--like Holland. The sailors who were carrying the -bags of bran wore queer pointed hoods on their heads, with long, -tail-like pieces coming down behind, which made them look like -elves,--at least it did for the first hour; after that they no longer -looked queer. If we had gone on shore, we could have seen the Royal -Estate of Iaegerspriis, which has belonged to kings of Denmark ever -since the year 1300, and has a fine park, and a house decorated by -sculptures by Wiedewelt,--a Danish sculptor of the last century,--and -an old sepulchre which dates back to the stone age, and, best of all, -a great old oak, called the King's Oak, which is the largest in -Denmark, and dates back farther than anybody will know till it dies. -A tree is the only living thing which can keep the secret of its own -age, is it not? Nobody can tell within a hundred or two of years -anything about it so long as the tree can hold its head up. The -circumference of this tree is said to be forty-two feet four feet from -the ground,--a pretty respectable tree, considering the size of -Denmark itself. Now we begin to see where the old Vikings got the oak -to build their ships. They carried it up from Denmark, which must have -been in those days a great forest of beech and oak to have kept so -many till now. It is only a few miles from Frederikssund, also, to -Havelse, which is celebrated for its "kitchen middings,"--the -archæological name for kitchen refuse which got buried up hundreds of -years ago. Even potato parings become highly important if you keep -them long enough! They will at least establish the fact that somebody -ate potatoes at that date; and all things hang together so in this -queer world that there is no telling how much any one fact may prove -or disprove. For myself, I don't care so much for what they ate in -those days as for what they wore,--next to what they did in the way of -fighting and making love. I saw the other day, in Christiania, a whole -trayful of things which were taken from a burial mound opened in -Norway last spring. A Viking had been buried there in his ship. The -hull was entire, and I have stood in it; but not even the old -blackened hull, nor the oars, stirred me so much as the ornaments he -and his horses had worn,--the bosses of the shields, and queer little -carved bits of iron and silver which had held the harnesses together; -one exquisitely wrought horse's head, only about two inches long, -which must have been a beautiful ornament wherever it was placed. If -there had been a fish-bone found left from his last dinner or from the -funeral feast which the relations had at his wake, I should not have -cared half so much for it. But tastes differ. - -An afternoon more of sailing and another awful night on the red velvet -ridges, and we came to Copenhagen itself, at five of the morning. At -four we had thought it must be near,--long strips of green shore, with -trees and houses,--so flat that it looked narrow, and seemed to unroll -like a ribbon as we sailed by; but when we slipped into the harbor we -saw the difference,--wharves and crowds of masts and warehouses, just -like any other city, and the same tiresome farce of making believe -examine your luggage. I should respect customs and custom-houses more -if they did as they say they will do. As it is, to smuggle seems to me -the easiest thing in the world as well as the most alluring. I have -never smuggled because I have never had the means necessary to do it; -but I _could_ have smuggled thousands of dollars worth of goods, if I -had had them, through every custom-house I have ever seen. A -commissionnaire with a shining beaver hat stood on the shore to meet -us, we having been passed on with "recommendations" from the kindly -people of the Scandinavie in Christiania to the King of Denmark Hotel -people in Copenhagen. Nothing is so comfortable in travelling as to be -waited for by your landlord. The difference between arriving unlooked -for and arriving as an expected customer is about like the difference -between arriving at the house of a friend and arriving at that of an -enemy. The commissionaire had that pathetic air of having seen better -days which is so universal in his class. One would think that the last -vocation in the world which a "decayed" gentleman would choose would -be that of showing other gentlemen their way about cities; it is only -to be explained by the same morbid liking to be tantalized which makes -hungry beggars stand by the hour with their noses against the outside -of the panes of a pastry-cook's window,--which they all do, if they -can! Spite of our flaming "recommendations," which had preceded us -from our last employer, the landlord of the Scandinavie, satisfactory -rooms were not awaiting us. Sara Bernhardt was in town, and every -hotel was crowded with people who had come for a night or two to see -and hear her. It is wonderful how much room a person of her sort can -take up in a city; and if they add, as she does, the aroma of a -distinct and avowed disreputability, they take up twice as much room! -Since her visit to England I wonder she does not add to her open -avowal of disregard of all the laws and moralities which decent people -hold in esteem, "By permission of the Queen," or "To the Royal -Family." - -But this is not telling you about Copenhagen. It was five o'clock when -we landed, and before seven I had driven with the commissionnaire to -each one of the four first-class hotels in Copenhagen in search of -_sunny_ rooms. None to be had! All four of the hotels were fully -occupied, as I said, by Sara Bernhardt in some shape or other. So we -made the best of the best we could do,--breakfasted, slept, lunched, -and at two o'clock were ready to begin to see Copenhagen. At first we -were disappointed, as in Christiania, by its modern look. It is a -dreadful pity that old cities will burn down and be rebuilt, and that -all cities must have such a monotony of repetitions of blocks of -houses. By the end of another century there won't be an old city left -anywhere in the world. There are acres of blocks of houses in -Copenhagen to-day that might have been built anywhere else, and fit in -anywhere else just as well as here. When you look at them a little -more closely, you see that there are bits of terra-cotta work in -friezes and pilasters and brackets here and there, which would not -have been done anywhere except in the home of Thorwaldsen. If he had -done nothing else for art than to stamp a refined and graceful -expression on all the minor architectural decorations of his native -city, that would have been worth while. There is not an architectural -monstrosity in the city,--not one; and many of the buildings have an -excellent tone of quiet, conventional decoration which is pleasing to -the eye. The brick-work particularly is well done; and simple -variations of design are effectively used. You see often recurring -over doorways and windows terra-cotta reproductions of some of -Thorwaldsen's popular figures; and they are never marred by anything -fantastic or bizarre in cornice or moulding above or around them. -Among the most noticeable of the modern blocks are some built for the -dwellings of poor people. They are in short streets leading to the -Reservoir, and having therefore a good sweep of air through them. They -are but two stories and a half high, pale yellow brick, neatly -finished; and each house has a tiny dooryard filled with flowers. -There are three tenements to a house, each having three rooms. The -expression of these rows of gay little yellow houses with red roofs -and flower-filled dooryards and windows, and each doorway bearing its -two or three signs of trade or artisanry, was enough to do one's heart -good. The rents are low, bringing the tenements within easy reach of -poor people's purses. Yet there is evidently an obligation--a certain -sort of social standard--involved in the neighborhood which will keep -it always from squalor or untidiness. I doubt if anybody would dare to -live in those rows and not have flowers in his front yard and windows. -For myself, I would far rather live in one of these little houses than -in either of the four great palaces which make the Royal Square, -Amalienborg, and look as much like great penitentiaries as like -anything else,--high, bulky, unadorned gray piles, flat and straight -walls, and tiresome, dingy windows, and the pavements up to their -door-sills. They may be splendid the other side the walls,--probably -are; but they are dreary objects to look at as you come home of an -evening. The horse-cars are the most unique thing in the modern parts -of Copenhagen. How two horses can draw them I don't see: but they do; -and if two horses can draw two-story horse-cars, why don't we have -them in America, and save such overcrowding? The horse-cars here not -only have a double row of seats on top as they have in London, but -they have a roof over those seats, which nearly doubles the apparent -height. As they come towards you they look like a great -square-cornered boat, with a long pilot-house on top. Of course they -carry just double the number. Women never ride on the top; but men do -not mind going upstairs outside a horse-car and sitting in mid-air -above the heads of the crowd; and if two horses really are able to -draw so many, it is a gain. - -The one splendid sight in Copenhagen is its great dragon spire. This, -one could stand and gaze at by the day. It is made of four dragons -twisted together, heads down, tails up; heads pointing to the four -corners of the earth; tails tapering and twisting, and twisting and -tapering, till they taper out into an iron rod, which mounts still -higher, with three gilded balls, and three wrought gilded circles on -it, and finally ends in a huge gilded open-work weather-cock. This is -on an old brick building now used as the Exchange. It was built early -in 1600 by Christian IV., who seems to me to have done everything best -worth doing that was ever done in Denmark. His monogram (C) is forever -cropping out on all the splendid old things. They are enlarging this -Exchange now; and the new red brick and glaring white marble make a -very unpleasing contrast to the old part of the building, although -every effort has been made to copy the style of it exactly. It is -long, and not high, the wall divided into spaces by carved pilasters -between every two windows. Each pilaster begins as a man or a -woman,--arms cut off at the shoulders, breasts and shoulders looking -from a distance grotesquely like four humps. Where the legs should -begin, the trunk ends in a great gargoyle,--a lion's head, or a man's, -or a bull's,--some grotesque, some beautiful; below this, a -conventional tapering support. In the pointed arch of each of the -lower windows, also a carved head, no two of them alike, many of them -beautiful. It is a grand old building, and one might study it and draw -from it by the week. Passing this and crossing an arm of the -sea,--which, by the way, you are perpetually doing in Copenhagen to go -anywhere, the sea never having fully made up its mind to abandon the -situation,--you come to another quaint old building in the suburbs, -called Christianshaven. This is Vor Frelser's Church (Our Saviour's -Church), built only fifty years later than the Exchange. It is a dark -red brick church, with tiny flat dormer windows let in and painted -green on a shining tile roof; a square belfry; clock face painted red, -black, and blue; above this, a spire, first six-sided and then round, -288 feet high, covered with copper, which is bright green in places, -and wound round and round by a glittering gilded staircase, which goes -to the very top and ends under a huge gilt ball, under which twelve -people can stand. This also is a fine kind of spire to have at hand at -sunset; it flames out like a ladder into the sky. - -One more old church has a way up, which is worth telling, though you -can't see it from the outside. This is another of that same Christian -IV.'s buildings,--it was built for an observatory, and used for that -for two hundred years, but then joined to a church. The tower is -round, 115 feet high, 48 feet in diameter, and made of two hollow -cylinders. Between these is the way up, a winding stone road, smooth -and broad; and if you'll believe it, in 1716 that rascal Catherine of -Russia actually drove up to the top of it in a coach and four, Peter -going ahead on horseback. I walked up two of the turns of this stone -roadway, and it made me dizzy to think what a clatter the five -horses' hoofs must have made, with stone above, below, and around -them; and what a place it would have been to have knocked brains out -if the horses had been frightened! In this inside cylinder all the -University treasures were hidden when the English bombarded the city -in 1807, and a very safe place it must have been. - -Opposite this church is still another of Christian IV.'s good -works,--a large brick building put up for the accommodation of poor -students at the University. One hundred poor students still have free -lodgings in this building, but part of it looks as if its roof would -fall in before long. - -Along the arms of the sea which stretch into or across the city--for -some of them go way through, come out, and join the outer waters -again--are rows of high warehouses for grain, some seven and eight -stories high. These have two-storied dormer windows, and terraced -roofs, and a great beak like a ship's prow projecting from the -ridge-pole of the dormer window. From this the grain is lowered and -hoisted to and from the ships below. The ships lie crowded in these -narrow arms, as in a harbor, and make picturesque lanes of mast-tops -through the city. On many of them are hung great strings of flounders -drying, festooned on cords, from rope to rope, scores of them on a -single sloop. They look better than they smell; you could not spare -them out of the picture. - -The last thing we saw this afternoon was the statue of Hans Christian -Andersen, which has just been put up in the great garden of Rosenborg -Castle. This garden is generally called Kongen's Have ("The King's -Garden"). It was planned by the good Christian, but contains now very -little of his original design. Two splendid avenues of horse-chestnut -trees and a couple of old bronze lions are all that is left as he saw -it. It is a great place of resort for the middle classes with their -children. A yearly tax of two kroners (about fifty cents) permits a -family to take its children there every day; and I am sure there must -have been two hundred children in sight as I walked up the dark dense -shaded avenue of linden trees at the upper end of which sits the -beloved Hans Christian, with the sunlight falling on his head. "The -children come here every day," said the commissionnaire; "and that is -the reason they put him here, so they can see him." He looked as if he -also saw them. A more benignant, lifelike, tender look was never -wrought in bronze. He sits, half wrapped in a cloak, his left hand -holding a book carelessly on his knee, the right hand lifted as if in -benediction of the children. The statue is raised a few feet on a -plain pedestal, in a large oval bed of flowers: on one side the -pedestal is carved the "Child and the Stork;" on the other, the group -of ducks, with the "ugly" one in the middle,--pictures that every -little child will understand and love to see; on the front is his name -and a wreath of the bay he so well earned. Written above is,-- - - "PUT UP BY THE DANISH PEOPLE;" - -and I thought as I stood there that he was more to be envied than -Christian IV. with his splendors of art and architecture, or than the -whole Danish dynasty, with their priceless treasures and their -jewelled orders. And so ended our first day in Copenhagen. - -The next morning, Sunday, I drove out to church in the island of -Amager, of which that paradoxical compound of truth and falsehood, -Murray, says: "It offers absolutely nothing of interest." I always -find it very safe to go to places of which that is said. Amager is -Copenhagen's vegetable garden. It is an island four miles square, and -absolutely flat,--as flat as a piece of pasteboard; in fact, while I -was driving on it, it seemed to me to bear the same relation to -flatness that the Irishman's gun did to recoiling,--"If it recoiled at -all, it recoiled forrards,"--so it was a very safe gun. If Amager is -anything more or less than flat, it is bent inwards; for actually when -I looked off to the water it seemed to be higher than the land, and -the ships looked as if they might any minute come sailing down among -the cabbages. Early in the sixteenth century it was filled up by Dutch -people; and there they are to this day, wearing the same clothes and -raising cabbages just as they did three hundred years ago. To reach -Amager from Copenhagen, you cross several arms of the sea and go -through one or two suburbs called by different names; but you would -never know that you were not driving in Copenhagen all the time until -you come out into the greenery of Amager itself. It was good luck to -go of a Sunday. All the Dutch dames were out and about in their best, -driving in carts and walking, or sitting in their doorways. The women -were "sights to behold." The poorer ones wore shirred sunbonnets on -their heads, made of calico, coming out like an old poke-bonnet in -front, and with full capes which set out at a fly-away angle behind. -They seemed to have got the conception of the cape from the arms of -their own windmills (of which, by the way, there are several on the -island; and their revolving arms add to the island's expression of -being insecurely at sea!). Next below the sunbonnet came a gay -handkerchief crossed on the breast, over a black gown with tight -sleeves; a full bright blue apron, reaching half-way round the waist -and coming down to within two inches of the bottom of the overskirt, -completed their rig. It was droller than it sounds. Some of them wore -three-cornered handkerchiefs pinned outside their poke-bonnets, pinned -under their chins, and the point falling over the neck behind. These -were sometimes plain colors, sometimes white, embroidered or trimmed -with lace. The men looked exactly like any countrymen in England or -Scotland or America. If we haven't an international anything else, we -have very nearly an international costume for the masculine human -creature; and it is as ugly and unpicturesque a thing as malignity -itself could devise. The better class of women wore a plain black -bonnet, made in the same poke shape as the sunbonnets, but without any -cape at all on the back, only a little full crown tucked in, and the -fronts coming round very narrow in the back of the neck, and tied -there with narrow black ribbons. Don't fancy these were the only -strings that held the roof in its place,--not at all. Two very broad -strings, of bright blue, or red, or purple, as it might be, came from -somewhere high up inside the front, and tied under the chin in a huge -bow, so that their faces looked as if they had first been tied up in -broad ribbon for the toothache, and then the huge bonnet put on -outside of all. Strangely enough, the effect on the faces was not -ugly. Old faces were sheltered and softened, double chins and scraggy -necks were hid, and younger faces peered out prettily from under the -scoop and among the folds of ribbon; and the absolute plainness of the -bonnet itself, having no trimming save a straight band across the -middle, gave the charm of simplicity to the outline, and vindicated -the worth of that most emphatically when set side by side in the -church pews with the modern bonnets,--all bunches and bows, and angles -and tilts of feathers and flowers and rubbish generally. - -The houses were all comfortable, and some of them very pretty. Low, -long, chiefly of a light yellow straw, latticed off by dark lines of -wood-work, some of them entirely matted with ivy, like cottages in the -English lake district, all of them with either red-tiled or thatched -roofs, and the greater part surrounded by hedges. The thatched roofs -were delightful. The thatch is held on and fastened down at the -ridge-pole by long bits of crooked wood, one on each side, the two -crossing and lapping at the ridge-pole and held together there by -pins. The effect of a long, low roof set thick with these cross-pieces -at the top is almost as if dozens of slender fishes were set there -with forked tails up in the air; and when half a dozen sparrows are -flitting and alighting on these projecting points of board, the effect -is of a still odder trimming. Some of the red-tiled roofs have a set -pattern in white painted along the ridge-pole, corners, and eaves. -These are very gay; and some of the thatched roofs are grown thick -with a dark olive-green moss, which in a cross sunlight is as fine a -color as was ever wrought into an old tapestry, and looks more like -ancient velvet. - -The church in Amager is new, brick, and ugly of exterior. But the -inside is good; the wood-work, choir, pulpit, sounding-board, -railings, pews, all carved in a simple conventional pattern, and -painted dark-olive brown, relieved by claret and green,--in a -combination borrowed no doubt from some old wood-work centuries back. -In the centre a candelabra, hanging by a red cord, marked off by six -gilded balls at intervals; the candelabra itself being simply a great -gilded ball, with the simplest possible candle-holders projecting from -it. Two high candle-holders inside the railing had each three brass -candlesticks in the shape of a bird, with his long tail curled under -his feet to stand on,--a fantastic design, but singularly graceful, -considering its absurdity. The minister wore a long black gown and -high, full ruff, exactly like those we see in the pictures of the -divines of the Reformation times. He had a fine and serious face, of -oval contour; therefore the ruff suited him. On short necks and below -round faces it is simply grotesque, and no more dignified than a -turkey-cock's ruffled feathers. He preached with great fervor and -warmth of manner; but as I could not understand a word he said, I -should have found the sermon long if I had not been very busy in -studying the bonnets and faces, and choir of little girls in the -gallery. More than half the congregation were in the ordinary modern -dress, and would have passed unnoticed anywhere. All the men looked -like well-to-do New England farmers, coloring and all; for the -blue-eyed, fair-haired type prevails. But the women who had had the -sense and sensibility to stick to their own national clothes were as -pretty as pictures, as their faces showed above the dark olive-brown -pews, framed in their front porches of bonnets,--for that is really -what they are like, the faces are so far back in them. Some were lined -with bright lavender satin, full-puffed; some with purple; some with -blue. The strings never matched the lining, but were of a violent -contrast,--light blue in the purple, gay plaid in the lavender, and so -on. The aprons were all of the same shade of vivid blue,--as blue as -the sky, and darker. They were all shirred down about two inches below -the waist; some of them trimmed down the sides at the back with lace -or velvet, but none of them on the bottom. One old woman who sat in -front of me wore a conical and pointed cap of black velvet and plush, -held on her head by broad gray silk strings, tied with a big bow under -her chin, covering her ears and cheeks. The cap was shaped like a -funnel carried out to a point, which projected far behind her, stiff -and rigid; yet it was not an ungraceful thing on the head. These, I am -told, are rarely seen now. - -When the sermon was done, the minister disappeared for a moment, and -came back in gorgeous claret velvet and white robes, with a great gilt -cross on his back. The candles on the altar were lighted, and the -sacrament was administered to a dozen or more kneeling outside the -railing. This part of the ceremony seemed to me not very Lutheran; but -I suppose that is precisely the thing it was,--Luther-an,--one of the -relics he kept when he threw overboard the rest of the superstitions. -Before this ceremony the sexton came and unlocked the pew we -occupied, and I discovered for the first time that I and the -commissionnaire had been all that time locked in. After church the -sexton told us that there would be a baptismal service there in an -hour,--eleven babies to be baptized. That was something not to be -lost; so I drove away for half an hour, went to a farm-house and -begged milk, and then, after I had got my inch, asked for my habitual -ell,--that is, to see the house. The woman was, like all housekeepers, -full of apologies, but showed me her five rooms with good-will,--five -in a row, all opening together, the kitchen in the middle, and the -front door in the back yard by the hen-coop and water-barrel! The -kitchen was like the Norwegian farm-house kitchens,--a bare shed-like -place, with a table, and wall-shelves, and a great stone platform with -a funnel roof overhead; sunken hollows to make the fire in; no oven, -no lids, no arrangement for doing anything except boiling or frying. A -huge kettle of boiling porridge was standing over a few blazing -sticks. _Havremels grod_--which is Norwegian, and Danish also, for -oatmeal pudding--is half their living. All the bread they have they -buy at the baker's. - -The other rooms were clean. Every one had in it a two-storied bed -curtained with calico, neat corner cupboards, and bureaus. There were -prints on the wall, and a splendid brass coffee-pot and urn under pink -mosquito netting. But the woman herself had no stockings on her feet, -and her wooden shoes stood just outside the door. - -When we reached the church again, the babies were all there. A wail as -of bleating lambs reached us at the very door. A strange custom in -Denmark explained this bleating: the poor babies were in the hands of -godmothers, and not their own mothers. The mothers do not go with -their babies to the christening; the fathers, godfathers, and -godmothers go,--two godmothers and one godfather to each baby. The -women and the babies sat together, and rocked and trotted and shook -and dandled and screamed, in a perfect Babel of motion and sound. -Seven out of those eleven babies were crying at the top of their -lungs. The twenty-two godmothers looked as if they would go crazy. -Never, no, never, did I see or hear such a scene! The twenty-two -fathers and godfathers sat together on the other side of the aisle, -stolid and unconcerned. I tried to read in their faces which men owned -the babies, but I could not. They all looked alike indifferent to the -racket. Presently the sexton marshalled the women with their babies in -a row outside the outer railing. He had in his hand a paper with the -list of the poor little things' names on it, which he took round, and -called the roll, apparently so as to make sure all was right. Then the -minister came in, and went the round, saying something over each baby -and making the sign of the cross on its head and breast. I thought he -was through when he had once been round doing this; but no,--he had to -begin back again at the first baby and sprinkle them. Oh, how the poor -little things did scream! I think all eleven were crying by this time, -and I couldn't stand it; so at the third baby I signed to my -commissionnaire that we would go, and we slipped out as quietly as we -could. "Will there be much more of the service?" I asked him. "Oh, -yes," he said. "He will preach now to the fathers and to the -godfathers and godmothers." I doubt if the godmothers knew one word he -said. The babies all wore little round woollen hoods, most of them -bright blue, with three white buttons in a row on the back. Their -dresses were white, but short; and each baby had a long white apron on -to make a show with in front. This was as long as a handsome infant's -robe would be made anywhere; but it was undisguisedly an apron, open -all the way behind, and in the case of these poor little screaming -creatures flying in all directions at every kick and writhing -struggle. I was glad enough to escape the church; but twenty-two women -must have come out gladder still a little later. On the way home I -passed a windmill which I could have stayed a day to paint if I had -been an artist. It was six-sided; the sails were on red beams; a red -balcony all round it, with red beams sloping down as supports, resting -on the lower story; the first story was on piles, and the spaces -between filled up solid with sticks of wood,--the place where they -kept their winter fuel. Next to this came a narrow belt painted light -yellow; then a black belt, with windows in it rimmed with white; then -the red balcony; then a drab or gray space,--this made of plain -boards; then the rest to the top shingled like a roof; in this part -one window, with red rims in each side. A long, low warehouse of -light yellow stuccoed walls, lined off with dark brown, joined the -mill by a covered way; and the mill-owner's house was close on the -other side, also with light yellow stuccoed walls and a red-tiled -roof, and hedges and vines and an orchard in front. Paint this, -somebody; do! - -This is the tale of the first two days in Copenhagen. In my next I -will tell you about the museums if I come out of them alive; it sounds -as if nobody could. One ought to be here at least two weeks to really -study the superb collections of one sort and another. - -I will close this first section of my notions of Denmark with a brief -tribute to the Danish flea. I considered myself proof against fleas. I -had wintered them in Rome, had lived familiarly with them in Norway, -and my contempt for them was in direct proportion to my familiarity. I -defied them by day, and ignored them by night. But the Danish flea is -as David to Saul! He is a cross between a bedbug and a wasp. He is the -original of the famous idea of the Dragon, symbolized in all the -worships of the world. I bow before him in terror, and trust most -devoutly he never leaves the shores of Denmark. - -Good-by. Bless you all! - - -II. - -Dear People,--I promised to tell you about the museums in Copenhagen. -It was a very rash promise: and there was a rash promise which I made -to myself back of that,--that is, to _see_ the Copenhagen museums. I -had looked forward to them as the chief interest of our visit; they -are said to be among the finest in the world, in some respects -unequalled. One would suppose that the Dane's first desire and impulse -would be to make it easy for strangers to see these unrivalled -collections, the pride of his capital; on the contrary, he has done, -it would seem, all that lay in his power to make it quite out of the -power of travellers to do anything like justice to them. To really -see the three great museums of Copenhagen--the Ethnographic, the -Museum of Northern Antiquities, and the Rosenborg Castle -collection--one would need to stay in Copenhagen at least two weeks, -and even then he would have had but fourteen hours for each museum. - -The Ethnographic is open only on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and -Sunday, and open only two hours at a time,--on Sunday, from twelve to -two; on the week days, from ten to twelve. There are in this museum -over thirty large rooms, and nearly six hundred cases of labelled and -numbered objects. All the rooms are of great interest; one could -easily spend the whole two hours of the allotted time in any one of -them. To attempt even to walk through the whole museum in the two -hours is undertaking too much. - -The Museum of Northern Antiquities is open on Thursdays, Saturdays, -and Sundays, from twelve to two; on Tuesdays, from five to seven. On -Sundays, you see, it is at the same hour as the Ethnographic! In this -museum are eighteen large rooms filled with objects of the greatest -interest, from the old "dust heaps" of the lake dwellers down to Tycho -Brahe's watch. - -The Rosenborg Castle Collection is probably, to travellers in general, -the most interesting of all the collections. It is called a -"Chronological Collection of the Kings of Denmark,"--which, being -interpreted, means that it is a collection of dresses, weapons, -ornaments, etc., the greater proportion of which have belonged to -Danish kings, from the old days of Christian IV. (1448) down to the -present time. These are most admirably arranged in chronological -order, so that you see in each room or division a graphic picture of -the royal life and luxury of that period. The whole of the great -Rosenborg Castle, three floors, is devoted to this collection. How -many rooms there are, I do not know,--certainly twenty; and there is -not one of them in which I would not like to spend a half-day. Now, -how do you think the Danish Government (for this is a national -property) arranges for the exhibition of this collection? You may see -it, on any day, by applying for a ticket the day beforehand; the hour -at which you can be admitted will be marked on your ticket; you will -arrive, with perhaps twelve others (that being the outside number for -whom tickets are issued for any one hour); you will be walked through -that whole museum in _one hour_, by one of the Government Inspectors -of the museum; he will give you a rapid enumeration of the chief -objects of interest as you pass; and you will have no clearer idea of -any one thing than if you had been _fired_ through the rooms out of a -cannon. - -Have I spoken unjustly when I say that the Dane appears to have done -all in his power to shut up from the general public of travellers -these choicest collections of his country? - -Now I will tell you all I know of the Rosenborg Collection, and how it -happens that I know anything; and my history begins like so many of -the old Danish histories, with a fight. - -In the outset I paid for a full ticket, as there happened to be no one -else who had applied to go in that afternoon. Later, two Englishmen -wishing to see the museum, their commissionnaire came to know if I -would not like to have them go at the same time, which would reduce -the price of the tickets by two thirds. This I declined to do, -preferring to have the entire time of the Museum Inspector for my own -benefit in way of explanations, etc. With the guide all to myself, I -thought I should be able far better to understand and study the -museum. - -Equipped with my note-book and pen and catalogue, and with the -faithful Harriet by my side, I entered, cheerful, confident, and full -of enthusiasm, especially about any and all relics of the famous old -Christian IV., whose impress on his city and country is so noticeable -to this day. - -The first scene of my drama opens with the arrival of the Inspector -whose duty it was on that occasion to exhibit the museum. There are -three of these Inspectors, who take turns in the exhibition. He was a -singularly handsome man,--a keen blue eye; hair about white, whiter -than it should have been by age, for he could not have been more than -fifty or fifty-five; a finely cut face, with great mobility, almost a -passionateness of vivacity in its expression; a tall and graceful -figure: his whole look and bearing gave me a great and sudden pleasure -as he approached. And when he began to speak in English, my delight -was kindled anew; I warmed at once in anticipation of my afternoon. -Mistaken dream! - -I said to him, "I am very sorry, indeed, that we have so short a time -in which to see these beautiful and interesting collections. Two hours -is nothing." - -"Oh, I shall explain to you everything," he said hastily, and -proceeded to throw open the doors of mysterious wall-closets in the -room which was called the Presence Chamber of Christian IV. - -The walls of this room are of solid oak, divided off into panels by -beautiful carved pillars, with paintings between. The ceiling is like -the walls, and the floor is of marble. In the south wall are four -closets filled with more rare and exquisite things than I could -describe in a hundred pages; all these in one side of the first room! -The first thing which my noble Dane pointed out was the famous old -Oldenborg horn, of which I had before read, and wished much to -see,--an old drinking-horn of silver, solid chased, from brim to tip. -The legend is that it was given to Count Otto of Oldenborg by a -mountain nymph in a forest one day in the year 909. - -As he pointed out this horn, I opened my catalogue to find the place -where it was mentioned there, that I might make on the margin some -notes of points which I wished to recollect. I think I might have been -looking for this perhaps half of a minute, possibly one whole minute, -when thundering from the mouth of my splendid Dane came, "Do you -prefer that you read it in the catalogue than that I tell you?" - -I am not sure, but my impression is that I actually jumped at his -tone. I know I was frightened enough to do so. I then explained to him -that I was not looking for it in the catalogue to read then and there, -only to associate what I saw with its place and with the illustrations -in the catalogue, and to make notes for future use. He hardly heard a -word I said. Putting out his hand and waving my poor catalogue away, -he said, "It is all there. You shall find everything there, as I tell -you; will you listen?" - -Quite cowed, I tried to listen; but I found that unless I carried out -my plan of following his explanations by the list in the catalogue, -and made little marginal notes, I should remember nothing; moreover, -that it was impossible to look at half the things, as he rapidly -enumerated them. I opened my catalogue again, and began to note some -of the more interesting things. The very sight of the catalogue open -in my hands seemed to act upon him like a scarlet flag on a bull. -Instantly he burst out upon me again; and when I attempted to explain, -he interrupted me,--did not give me time to finish one sentence,--did -not apparently comprehend what I meant, or what it was that I wished -to do, except that it reflected in some way on him as a guide and -explainer. In vain I tried to stem the tide of his angry words; and -the angrier he got, the less intelligible became his English. - -"Perhaps you take me for a servant in this museum," he said. "Perhaps -my name is as good in my country as yours is in your own!" - -"Oh, do--do listen to me one minute," I said. "If you will only hear -me, I think I can make you understand. I do implore you not to be so -angry." - -"I am not angry. I have listen to you every time,--too many time. I -have not time to listen any more!" - -This he said so angrily that I felt the tears coming into my eyes. I -was in despair. I turned to Harriet and said, "Very well, Harriet, we -will go." - -"You shall not go!" he exclaimed. "Twenty years I have shown this -museum, and never yet was any one before dissatisfied with what I tell -them. I have myself written this catalogue you carry," he cried, -tapping my poor book with his fingers. "Now I will nothing say, and -you can ask if you wish I should explain anything." And thereupon he -folded his arms, and stepped back, the very picture of a splendid man -in a sulk. Could anything be imagined droller, more unnecessary? I -hesitated what to do. If I had not had a very strong desire to see the -museum, I would have gone away, for he had really been almost -unpardonably rude; yet I sympathized fully in his hot and hasty -temper. I saw clearly wherein his mistake lay, and that on his theory -of the situation he was right and I was wrong; and I thought perhaps -if he watched me for a few minutes quietly he would see that I was -very much in earnest in studying the collection, and that nothing had -been further from my mind than any distrust of his knowledge. So I -gulped down my wounded feelings, and went on looking silently at the -cases and making my notes. Presently he began to cool down, to see his -mistake, and before we had gone through the second room was telling me -courteously about everything, waiting while I made my notes, and -pointing out objects of especial interest. In less than half an hour -he had ceased to be hostile, and before the end of the hour he had -become friendly, and more,--seized both my hands in his, exclaiming, -"We shall be good friends,--good!" He was as vivacious, imperious, and -overwhelming in his friendliness as in his anger. "You must come again -to Rosenborg; you must see it all. I will myself show you every room. -No matter who sends to come in, they shall not be admitted. I go alone -with you." - -In vain I explained to him that I had only one more day in Copenhagen, -and that I must spend that in going to Elsinore. - -"No, you are not to go to Elsinore. It is not necessary. You shall not -leave Copenhagen without seeing Rosenborg. Promise me that you will -come again to Rosenborg. Promise! Take any hour you please, and I will -come. You shall have four--five hours. Promise! Promise!" And he -seized my hand in both of his, and held it, repeating, "Promise me! -Promise! Oh, we shall be very good friends,--very good." - -"Ah," I said, "I knew, if you only understood, you would be friendly; -but I really cannot come again." - -He pulled out his watch, made a gesture of despair. "I have to leave -town in one little half-hour; and there are yet seventeen rooms you -have not seen. You shall not leave Copenhagen till you have seen. Do -you promise?" - -I believe if I had not promised I should be still standing in the -halls of the Rosenborg. When I finally said, "Yes, I promise," he -wrung my hand again, and said,-- - -"Now we are good friends, we shall be all good friends. I will show to -you all Rosenborg. Do you promise?" - -"Yes," I said, "I promise," and drove away, leaving him standing on -the sidewalk, his steel blue eyes flashing with determination and -fire, and a smile on his face which I shall not forget. Never before -did I see such passionate, fierce fulness of life in a man whose hair -was white. - -I promised, but I did not go. From the Rosenborg I drove to the Museum -of Northern Antiquities,--from five to seven of that day being my only -chance of seeing it at all. By the time I had spent two hours in the -hurried attempt to see the most interesting things in this second -collection, my brain was in a state of chaos, and I went back to my -hotel with a sense of loathing of museums, only to be compared to the -feeling one would have about dinners if he had eaten ten hearty ones -in one day. One does not sleep off such an indigestion in one night. -The next morning, nothing save actual terror could have driven me into -a museum; and as my noble Dane was not present to cow me into -obedience, I had energy enough to write him a note of farewell and -regret. The regret was indeed heartfelt, not so much for the museum as -for him. I would have liked to see those blue eyes flash out from -under the gray eyebrows once more. I too felt that we would be "good -friends,--good." - -Now I will try to tell you a little of the little I remember of the -Rosenborg. I only got as far as Frederick IV.'s time, 1730. Many of -the most beautiful things in the museum I did not see, and of many -that I did see I recollect nothing, especially of all which I looked -at while I was in disgrace with the guide; I might as well not have -seen them at all. - -One little unpretending thing interested me greatly: it was a plain -gold ring, with a small uncut sapphire in it; round the circle is -engraved, "Ave Maria gr. [gratiosissima]." It was given by King -Christian to his wife, Elizabeth, on their wedding-day, Aug. 12, -1515,--three hundred years and two weeks before the day I saw it. It -lay near the great Oldenborg drinking-horn, and few people would care -much for it by the side of the other, I suppose. Then there was -another bridal ornament of a dead queen,--it had belonged to Dorothea, -wife of Christian III.,--a gold plate, four or five inches square, -with an eagle in the centre, bearing an escutcheon with the date 1557: -on the eagle's breast a large uncut sapphire; over the eagle, an -emerald and a sapphire; and under it, a sapphire and an amethyst, all -very large. There are also pearls set here and there in the plate. -This was given to the city of Copenhagen by the queen, to be worn by -the daughters of the richest and most honored of the Danish people on -their wedding-day. It was for many generations kept and used in this -way, but finally the custom fell into disuse; and now the Copenhagen -brides think no more of Queen Dorothea at their weddings, than of any -other old gone-by queen,--which is a pity, it seems to me, for it -surely was a lovely thought of hers to ally her memory to the bridals -of young maidens in her land for all time. - -There was in this room, also, Frederick II.'s Order of the Elephant, -the oldest in existence, and held in great veneration by people who -esteem ornaments of that sort. It is much less beautiful than some -other orders of less distinction. The elephant is a clumsy beast, -carve him never so finely, enamel him all you will, and call him what -you like. - -There is also here the Order of the Garter, of that same -king--twenty-six enamelled red roses on blue shields held together by -twists of gold cord; diamonds and pearls make it splendid, and that -bit of gospel truth "Evil to him that evil thinks," is written on it -in rubies, as it deserves to be written everywhere. - -This Frederick must have been a gay fellow; for here stands a glass -goblet, five inches in diameter, and fifteen high, out of which he and -his set of boon companions fell to drinking one day on wagers to see -who could drink the most, and scratched their names on the glass as -they drank, each man his mark and record, little thinking that the -glass would outlive them three centuries and more, as it has; and is -likely now, unless Rosenborg burns down, to last the world out. - -The thing I would rather own, of all this Frederick's possessions, -would be one--I would be quite content with one--of the plates which -Germany sent to him as a present. They are red in the middle, with -gold escutcheons enamelled on them; the borders are of plain clear -amber, rimmed with silver,--one big circle of amber! The piece from -which it was cut was big enough to have made the whole plate, if they -had chosen, but it was more beautiful to set it simply as a rim. -Nothing could be dreamed of more beautiful in the way of a plate than -this. - -I told you in my last letter what a stamp Christian IV. had left on -the capital of his kingdom. I fancy, without knowing anything about -it, that he must have been one of the greatest kings Denmark ever had; -at any rate, he built well, planned well for poor people, worked with -a free hand for art and science, fought like a tiger, and loved--well, -he loved like a king, I suppose; for he had concubines from every -country in Europe, and no end of illegitimate princes and princesses -whom he brought up, maintained, and educated in the most royal -fashion. He lived many years in this Rosenborg; and when he found he -must die, was brought back here, and died in a little room we should -think small to-day for a man to lie mortally ill in; but he lived only -one week after he was brought back, and it was in winter-time, so the -open fireplace ventilated the room. - -The upper half of the walls is covered with dark green moire silk, -with gold flowers on it; the lower half is covered with paintings, -many portraits among them; and in places of honor among the portraits, -the king's favorite dogs, Wild-brat and Tyrk. - -Here are his silver compasses and his ship hand-lantern; the silver -scales in which he weighed out his gold and silver; a little hand -printing-press, dusty and worn, with the brass stamp with his monogram -on it,--his occupation in rainy days of leisure. Here, also, are the -tokens of his idle moments,--a silver goblet made out of money won by -him from four courtiers, who had all betted with him, on one 6th of -February, which would be first drunk before Easter. These were the -things that I cared most for,--more than for the splendors, of which -there were closets full, glass cases full, tables full: goblets of -lapis lazuli, jasper, agate, and crystal, gold and silver; lamps of -crystal; cabinets of ebony; orders and rings and bracelets and seals -and note-books and clocks and weapons, all of the costliest and most -beautiful workmanship; rubies and diamonds and pearls, set and sewed -wherever they could be; a medicine spoon, with gold for its handle and -a hollowed sapphire for its bowl, for instance,--the sapphire nearly -one inch across. One might swallow even allopathic medicine out of -such a spoon as that: and I dare say that it was when she was very -ill, and had a lot of nasty doses to take, that Madame Kirstin--one of -the left-handed wives--got from the sympathizing king this dainty -little gift. "C" and "K" are wrought into a monogram on the handle, -which is three inches long, of embossed gold. Another sapphire, clear -as a drop of ocean water with sunlight piercing it, and one inch -square, is in the same case with the medicine spoon. A chalice, with -wafer-box, paten, and cup, all of the finest gold, engraved, -enamelled, and set thick with precious stones, has a gold death's-head -and cross-bones on the stem of the chalice; and the eyes of the -death's-head are two great rose diamonds, which gleam out frightfully. -Another gold chalice has on its under side a twisted network of -Arabesque, with sixty-six enamelled rosettes, all openwork on it. - -In the room called Christian's workroom is a set of caparisons for a -horse,--saddle, saddle-cloth, housing, and holsters, all of black -velvet, sewn thick, even solid, with pearls and gold, rubies, -sapphires, and rose diamonds. The sight of them flashing in sunlight -on a horse's back must have been dazzling. These were a wedding -present from King Christian to his son. - -In this room also are several suits of Christian's clothes,--jerkin, -trousers, and mantle, in the fashion of that day, dashing enough, even -when made of common stuffs; but these are of cloth of gold, silver -moire, black Brabant lace, trimmed in the most lavish way with gold -and silver laces, and embroidered with pearls and gold. There is a -suit of dirty and blood-stained linen hanging in one of the locked -cabinets which does him more credit than these. It is the suit he wore -at the great naval battle where he lost his eye. A shell exploding on -the deck, a fragment of it flew into his face and instantly destroyed -his right eye. His men thought all was lost; but he, seizing his -handkerchief, clapped it into the bleeding socket, and fought on. One -reads of such heroic deeds as this with only a vague thrill of wonder -and admiration; but to see and touch the very garments the hero wore -is another thing. This old blood-stained velvet jerkin is worth more -to the Danish people than all the scores of bejewelled robes in the -Rosenborg; and I think there are literally scores of them. - -Next to Christian IV. came Frederick III.; and in his reign the rococo -style ruled everything. Three rooms in the Rosenborg are devoted to -the relics of this king's reign; and a great deal of hideous -magnificence they hold, it must be confessed,--cabinets and tables -and candlesticks and ceilings and walls, which are as jarring to the -eye as the Chinese gong is to the ear, and appear to be just about as -civilized. But the rococo had not yet spoiled everything. The jewelled -cups and boxes and spoons and miniatures are as beautiful as ever; a -set of glass spoons with handles of gold and of agate and of crystal; -the gold knives and forks that Frederick III. and his queen used to -travel with. In those days when you were asked to tea you carried your -own implements; ivory cups, gold goblets, and goblets of crystal, a -goblet made out of one solid topaz, and a great tankard made of -amber,--these are a few of the little necessaries of every-day life to -Frederick's court. His motto was "Dominus providebit;" it is on half -of his splendid possessions,--on his mosaic tables and his jewelled -canes and pomade boxes; everywhere it looms up, in unwitting but -delicious satire on the habit Frederick had of providing for himself, -and most lavishly too, all sorts of superfluities, which the Lord -never would think of providing for any human being!--such, for -instance, as a jewel box of silver, with fifteen splendidly cut -crystals let into the sides, so that one can look through into the box -and see on the bottom a fine bit of embossed work, the picture of the -Judgment of Paris. Around these crystals sixty-two large garnets are -set, and these again are surrounded by wreaths of flowers and leaves -in embossed work, set thick with more diamonds than could be counted. -A very pretty thing in its way, to stand on a dressing-table and hold -the kind of rings worn at this time by the kind of persons who reigned -in Denmark! Another pretty little thing he had,--not so useful as the -jewel-box, but in far more perfect taste,--was a crystal goblet, in -shape of a shell, resting on the back of a bending Cupid. Eight -beautiful heads are cut on the sides of this cup, and there is -standing on its curling base a winged boy. Its translucent shades and -shadows are beautiful beyond words. It is said to be the most -beautiful specimen in the world of work in pure crystal. The topaz -goblet and the amber tankard, however, would outrival it in most eyes. -I longed to see the topaz cup held up to the sun, filled with pale -wine. I believe you could _hear_ it shine! The third of the rooms -devoted to Frederick and his reign is called the Marble Chamber, and -is a superb icy place; floor and walls all marble. In cabinets in this -room are some of Frederick's clothes,--every-day clothes, such as dark -brown cloth, ornamented down every seam with gold and silver lace; and -a dress of his queen's, the only dress of a woman which has come down -from that age. It is one solid mass of embroidery in gold and gay -colors on silk, stiff as old tapestry; loops of faded pink ribbon down -the front, and a long jabot of old point lace all the way down the -front. There are also a sword and sword-belt, and a gun bearing the -initials of this lady. The gun has a medallion of ivory let in at the -butt end, with her initials, "S. A.," and her motto, "In God is my -hope." There is something uncommonly droll in these mottoes of faith -in God's providing, inscribed on so many articles of luxury by people -who must have certainly spent a good part of their time in providing -for themselves. - -In the last part of the seventeenth century things in Denmark were -more and more stamped by the French influence. Christian V., who -succeeded to Frederick III., had spent some time in the court of Louis -XIV., and wanted to make his own court as much like it as possible. So -we find, in the rooms devoted to Christian V.'s reign, tapestries and -cabinets which might all have come from France. One of the saloons is -hung with superb tapestry, all with a red ground; and the tables and -mirrors and chairs are all gilded and carved in the last degree of -fantastic decoration. This red room used to be Christian's -dining-room; and the plate-warmers still stand before the -fireplace,--two feet high, round, solid silver, every inch engraved. - -Caskets of amber, of ivory; drinking-horns,--one-third horn and -two-thirds embossed silver,--bowls and globes of wrought silver, -hunting-cups of solid silver made to fit into deer's antlers and with -coral knobs for handles; closets full of fowling-pieces, pistols, -silver-sheathed hunting-knives, falcon hoods set with real pearls and -embroidered in gold,--orders of all sorts known to Denmark; elephants -and St. Georges in silver and crystal and cameo; gold jugs, gold -beakers, bowls of green jade, with twisted snakes for handles and -dragons' heads at bottom; goblets of solid crystal, of countless -shapes and sizes,--one in shape of a flying-fish borne by two -dolphins; onyx and jasper and agate and porcelain, made into no end of -shapes and uses;--these are a few of the things which "God provided" -for this Danish king and queen. One of these rooms is hung with -tapestries of lilac silk and gold moire, embroidered with gold and -silver threads and colors. These were provided by Frederick himself, -who brought them from Italy. - -But you don't care a fig who brought the things, or when they were -brought; and perhaps you don't care very much about the things anyhow. -I dare say they do not sound half as superb as they were; but I must -tell you of a few more. What do you think of a room with walls, -ceiling, and a large space in the centre of the floor all of plate -glass, the rest of the floor being of exquisite mosaic in wood; and of -a coat of crimson velvet embroidered thick with silver thread, to be -worn with a pale blue waistcoat, also embroidered stiff with silver -thread; and of cups cut out of rubies; and a great bowl of obsidian -set with rubies and garnets; and of topazes big enough to cut heads on -in fine relief? There are hundreds and hundreds more of things I have -not mentioned, and hundreds of things I did not see even, in the rooms -I walked through; and there were seventeen rooms more into which I did -not even go. If I had, I should have seen twelve superb tapestries, 12 -feet in height, by 10 to 20 feet broad, each giving a picture of a -battle, and all strictly historical; the Royal Font, of solid embossed -silver, inside which is placed at every christening another dish of -gold; one whole room full of the costliest and rarest porcelain from -all parts of the world,--here is the splendid and famous "Flora -Danica" service. I saw at a porcelain shop a reproduction of this -service, every article bearing some Danish flower most exquisitely -painted. A great platter heaped full of wild roses was as lovely as a -day in June. Here also are the Danish Regalia, kept in a room hung -with Oriental carpets, and with a floor of black and white marble. "In -the middle of the floor a pyramid arises behind clear thick plate -glass, from the flat sides of which, covered with red velvet, the rays -of gold and precious stones flash upon us, whilst the summit is -adorned by a magnificent and costly crown." This sentence is from the -catalogue written by my friend the noble Dane, and is a very -favorable specimen of his English. Bless him, how I do wish I had gone -back to that museum! At this distance of time it seems incomprehensible -to me that I did not. But that day I felt as if one more look at the -simple door of a museum would make a maniac of me. So this is all I -can tell you about the famous Rosenborg. And with the others I will -not bore you much, for I have made this so long; only I must tell you -that in the Ethnographic, which is in some respects, I suppose, the -most valuable of them all, having five rooms full of _Prehistoric_ -antiquities from the stone, bronze, and early iron ages in every part -of the world, and twenty or thirty rooms more full of characteristic -things,--dresses, implements, ornaments, weapons, of the uncultivated -savage or semi-savage races, also of the Chinese, Persians, Arabians, -Turks, East Indians, etc.;--in this museum I found a most important -place assigned to the North American Indian; and Dr. Steinhauer, the -director of the museum, a man whose ethnographical studies and -researches have made him known to all antiquarians in the world was -full of interest in them, and appreciation of their noble qualities, -of their skill and taste in decoration, and still more of the -important links between them and the old civilizations. Here were -portraits of all the most distinguished of our Indian chiefs; a whole -corridor filled with glass cases full of their robes, implements, -weapons, decorations; several life-size figures in full war-dress: and -their trappings were by no means put to shame, in point of design and -color, by the handsomest trappings in Rosenborg; in fact, they were -far more wonderful, being wrought by an uncivilized race, living in -wildernesses, with only rude paints, porcupine quills, and glass beads -to work with. My eyes filled with tears, I confess, to find at last in -little Denmark one spot in the world where there will be kept a -complete pictorial record of the race of men that we have done our -best to wipe out from the face of the earth,--where historical justice -will be done to them in the far future, as a race of splendid -possibilities, and attainments marvellous, considering the time in -which they were made. Here was a superb life-size figure of a -Blackfeet warrior on his horse; the saddle, trappings, etc., are -exactly the same in shape and style as an old Arab saddle used -hundreds of years ago. On the warrior's breast is a round disk of -lines radiating from a centre, in gay colors, of straw and beads, of a -device identical with a rich Moorish ornament; the same device Dr. -Steinhauer pointed out to me on a medicine-bag of the Blackfeet tribe. - -Here was a figure of a chief of the Sacs and Foxes, in full array; by -his side the portrait of his father, with the totem of the tribe -tattooed on his breast. With enthusiasm Dr. Steinhauer pointed out to -me how in one generation the progress had been so great that on the -robe of the son was set in a fine and skilful embroidery the same -totem which the father had rudely tattooed on his breast. Here were -specimens of the handiwork of every tribe,--of their dresses, of their -weapons; those of each tribe carefully assorted by themselves. Dr. -Steinhauer knew more, I venture to say, about the different tribes, -their race affinities and connections, than any man in America knows -to-day. When I told him a little about the scorn and hatred which are -felt in America towards the Indians, the indifference with which their -fate is regarded by the masses of the people, and the cruel injustice -of our government towards them, he listened to me with undisguised -astonishment, and repeated again and again and again, "It is -inexplicable; I cannot understand." - -You can imagine what a thrilling pleasure all this was to me. But it -was marred by the keenest sense of shame of my country, that it should -have been left for Denmark alone to keep a place in historical -archives for a fair showing and true appreciation of the "wards of the -United States Government." - -I might fill another letter with accounts of the "Collection of -Northern Antiquities;" but don't be frightened: I won't, only to tell -you that it is far the largest and most complete in Europe. And you -may see there a specimen of everything that has been made, wrought, -and worn in the way of stone, bronze, iron, or gold and silver, in the -north countries, from the rude stone chisel with which the prehistoric -man pried open his oyster and clam shells at picnics on the shore, and -went away and left his shells and "openers" in a careless pile behind -him, so that we could dig them all up together some thousands of -years later, down to the superb gold bracelets worn by the -strong-armed women who queened it in Norway ten centuries ago. It is a -great thing for us that those old fellows had such a way of flinging -their ornaments into lakes as offerings to gods, and burying them by -the wheelbarrow-full in graves. It wasn't a safe thing to do, even as -long ago as that, however; for there are traces in many of these -burial-mounds of their having been opened and robbed at some period -far back. In one of the rooms of this museum are several huge oak -coffins, with the mummied or half-petrified bodies lying in them, just -as they were buried sixteen hundred years ago. The coffins were made -of whole trunks of trees, hollowed out so as to make a sort of trough -with a lid; and in this the body was laid, with all its usual garments -on. There is an indescribable and uncanny fascination in the sight of -one of these old mummies,--the eyeless sockets, the painful cheekbone, -the tight-drawn forehead; they look so human and unhuman at once, so -awfully dead and yet somehow so suggestive of having been alive, that -it stimulates a far greater curiosity to know what they did and -thought and felt, than it is possible to feel about neighbors to-day. -I never see half a dozen of these mummies together without wishing -they would sit up and take up the thread of their gossip where they -left it off,--so different from the feeling one has about live -gossips, and so utterly unreasonable too; for gossip is gossip all the -same, and nothing but an abomination in any age, whether that of -Pharaoh or Ulysses Grant. If I did not feel a dreadful misgiving that -you had had enough museum already, and would be bored by more, I -really would like to tell you about a few more of these things: a -necklace, found in a peat bog by a poor devil who had begged leave to -cut a bit of turf there to burn, and to be sure he found eleven -beautiful gold things of one sort and another. The necklace is very -heavy to lift. I asked permission to take it in my hands. I laid it -around my neck, and it would have hurt to wear it ten minutes. It was -a great snake coil of solid gold, the body half as big as my wrist! If -Queen Thyra wore it, she must have been a giantess, or else have had a -wadded "chest protector" underneath her necklaces. She and her -husband, King Gorm, were buried in two enormous mounds in Jutland, -some fourteen hundred years ago. The mounds were so high that they -nearly overtopped the little village church; and yet, at some time or -other, robbers had burrowed into them, and carried off a lot of -things, so that when the mounds were scientifically excavated, few -relics were found. Stealing from that sort of grave seems to make the -modern methods of body-snatching quite insignificant. Even A. T. -Stewart's body would have been safe if it had been in a mound as high -as the church steeple. - -Now I must tell you a little more about Harriet. She leaves me -to-morrow, and I shall grieve at parting with the garrulous old soul. -Niobe, I call her in my own mind; for she melts into tears at the -least emotion. I am afraid nobody has ever been very good to her; for -the smallest kindness touches her to the quick, and she cannot refrain -from perpetually breaking out into expressions of fondness for me, and -gratitude, which are sometimes tiresome. The explanation of her good -English is that her parents were English, though she was born in -Copenhagen, has lived there all her life, and married a Dane when she -was quite young. He was a tradesman, and they lived in comparative -comfort, though, as she said, "we never could lay up a penny, because -we always sent the children to the best schools; and for ten children, -ma'am, it does take a heap of schooling!" - -Of the ten children, six are still living; and Harriet, at sixty-four, -has thirty-six grandchildren. When she first came to me she looked ten -years older than she does now. Good food, freedom from care, and her -enjoyment of her journey have almost worked miracles on her face. -Every morning she has come out looking better than she did the night -before. I see that she must have been a very handsome woman in her -day,--delicate features, and a soft dark brown eye, with very great -native refinement and gentleness of manner. Poor soul! her hardest -days are before her, I fear; for the daughter with whom she lives, and -for whom she works night and day, is the wife of that worthless -fellow, our commissionnaire. He is a drunkard, and not much more than -four fifths "witted." Harriet is pew-opener at the English church, and -gets a little money from that; the clergyman is very kind to her, and -she has the promise of a place at last in a sort of "Old Lady's Home" -in Copenhagen. This is her outlook! I must send you the verses she -presented to me yesterday. I had left her alone for the greater part -of the forenoon, and she took to her pen for company. That was the way -Katrina used to amuse herself when I left her alone. I always found -her sitting with her elbows on the table, a pile of scribbled sheets -in front of her, her hair pushed off her forehead, and a general -expression of fine frenzy about her. Katrina's English did not compare -with Harriet's at all; that is, it was not so good. I liked it far -better. It was one perpetual fund of amusement to me; but I think -Katrina had more nearly a vein of genius about her, and she was not -sentimental; whereas Harriet is a sentimentalist of the first -water,--no, of the "seventy thousandth"! - - PARIS, September 19. - - I kept my letter and brought it here to tell you about Ole - Bull's funeral, full accounts of which reached the H----'s just - before we left Munich on the 9th. It was a splendid tribute to - the dear old man; I shall always regret that I did not see it. - His home is on a beautiful island about sixteen miles from - Bergen. If it were only possible to make you understand how - much more the word _island_ means in Norway than anywhere else! - But it is not. To those of you who know the sort of mountain - pasture in which great hillocks of moss and stone are thrown - up, piled up, crowded in, in such labyrinths that you go - leaping from one to the other, winding in and out in - crevice-like paths, never knowing where moss leaves off and - stone begins,--where you will strike firm footing, and where - you will plunge your foot down suddenly into moss above your - ankles; and to those of you who love the country and the spring - in the country so well that you know just the look of a - feathery young birch-tree on the first day of June, and of - slender young spruce-trees all the year round, it is enough to - say that if you take a dozen miles or so of such a pasture, and - make the hillocks many feet high, and then set in here and - there little hollows full of the birches, and a ravine or two - full of the young spruces, and then launch your hillocks and - birches and spruces straight out into deep blue sea, you'll - have something such an island as there are thousands of on the - Norway coast. Ole Bull's home was on such an island as this, - and he had made it an ideally beautiful place. Eighteen miles - of pathway he had made in the labyrinths of the island; had - brought soil from the shore, and set gardens in hollows here - and there. The house is a picturesque and delightful one; and - in the great music-room, nearly a hundred feet long, there he - lay dead, two days, in state like a king, with steamers full of - sorrowing friends and mourning strangers coming to take their - last look at his face. The king sent a letter of condolence to - Mrs. Bull, and the peasants came weeping to the side of his - bed; from highest to lowest, Norway mourned. On the day of the - funeral, after some short services at the house, the body was - carried on board a steamer, to be taken to Bergen. The steamer - was draped with black and strewn with green. I believe I have - told you of the beautiful custom the Norwegians have of - strewing green juniper twigs in the street in front of their - houses whenever they have lost a friend. No matter how far away - the friend may have lived, when they hear of his death they - strew the juniper around their house to show that a death has - given them sorrow. It was a commentary on human life (and - death!) that I never went out in Bergen without seeing in some - street, and often in many, the juniper-strewn sidewalks. As the - steamer with Ole Bull's body approached the entrance of Bergen - harbor, sixteen steamers, all draped in black, with flags at - half-mast, sailed out to meet it, turned, and fell into line on - either side to convoy it to shore. Bands were playing his music - all the way. At the wharf they were met by nearly all Bergen; - and the body was borne in grand procession through the streets, - which were strewn thick with juniper from the wharf to the - cemetery, at least two or three miles. The houses were all - draped with black, and many of the people had put on black. The - golden wreath which was given him in San Francisco was borne in - the procession by one of his friends, and a procession of - little girls bore wreaths and bouquets of flowers. The grave - was hidden and half filled with flowers; and last of all, after - the body had been laid there,--last and most touching of all, - came the peasants, crowds of them, gathering close, and each - one flinging in a fern leaf or a juniper bough or a bunch of - flowers. Every one had brought something, and the grave was - nearly filled up with their offerings. It is worth while to be - loved like that by a people. Whatever scientific critics may - say of Ole Bull's playing, he played so that he swayed the - hearts of the common people; and his own nation loved him and - were proud of him, just as the Danes loved Hans Christian - Andersen, with a love that asked no indorsement and admitted no - question from the outside world. The school of music to which - Ole Bull belonged has passed away; but what scientific art has - gained the people have lost. It will never be seen that one of - these modern violinists can make uneducated people smile and - weep as he did. The flowers that are dying on his coffin are - all immortelles. Such blossoms as these will never again be - strewn by peasant hands in a player's grave. - - It took two days to come from Munich to Paris,--two hard days, - from seven in the morning till six at night. We broke the - journey by sleeping at Strasburg, where we had just one hour to - see the wonderful cathedral and its clock. The clock I didn't - care so much about, though the trick of it is a marvel; but the - twilight of the cathedral, lit up by its great roses of topaz - and amethyst, I shall never forget as long as I live. In my - next letter I will tell you about it. But now I have only time - to copy Harriet's verses, and send off this letter. Here they - are:-- - - DENMARK. - - When again in your own bright land you are, - And with all that dearly you love, - And at times you look up at the Northern Star - That stands on the sky above, - Remember, then, that near forgot, - Here, near the Gothic strand, - There is on the globe a little spot,-- - 'T is Denmark, a beautiful land. - Now at harvest time from there you flew, - Like the birds from its tranquil shore; - They return at springtime, kind and true: - May, like them, you return once more! - - Dear Mrs. Jakson, I remain your humble and thankful servant, - HARRIET. - -Poor thing! when she bade me good-by she began to shed tears, and I -had to be almost stern with her to stop their flow. "Tell your -husband," she said, "that there's a little creature in Denmark that -you've made very happy, that'll never forget you," and she was gone. -In about ten minutes a tap at the door; there was Harriet again, with -a big paper of grapes and a deprecating face. "Excuse me, ma'am, but -they were only one mark and a half a pound, and they 're much better -than you'd get them in the hotel. Oh, I'll not lose my train, ma'am; -I've plenty of time." And with another kiss on my hand she ran out of -the room. Faithful creature! I shall never see her again in this -world, but I shall remember her with gratitude as long as I live. -Surely nowhere except in Norway and Denmark could it have happened to -a person to find in the sudden exigency of the moment two such devoted -servants as Katrina and Harriet; and that they should have both been -rhymers was a doubling up of coincidences truly droll. - -Paris is as detestable as ever,--literally a howling and waste place! -Of all the yells and shrieks that ever made air discordant, surely the -cries of Paris are the loudest and worst. My room looks on the street; -and I should say that at least three different Indian tribes in -distress and one in drunken hilarity were wailing and shouting under -my windows all the time! As for the fiacre-men,--how like _fiasco_, -_fiacre_ looks written!--they drive as if their souls' salvation -depended on just grazing the wheel of every vehicle they pass. When -two of them yell out at once, as they go by each other, it is enough -to deafen one. - - -III. - -Dear People,--I couldn't give you a better illustration of what -happens to you in foreign countries when you pin your faith on people -who are said to "speak English here," than by giving you the tale of -how I went from Copenhagen to Lubeck. To begin with, I explained to -the porter of the König von Denmark Hotel, who is one of the -English-speaking _attachés_ of that very good hotel, that I wished, -in going to Lubeck, to avoid water as much as possible. I endeavored -to convey to him that my horror of it was in fact hydrophobic, and -that I could go miles out of my way to escape it. He understood me -perfectly, he said; and he explained to me a fine route by which I was -to cross island after island by rail, have only short intervals of -water between, and come comfortably to Lubeck by eight in the evening, -provided I would leave Copenhagen at 6.45 in the morning, which I was -only too happy to do for the sake of escaping a long steamboat -journey. So I arranged everything to that end; explained to the one -waiter who spoke English that I must have breakfast on the table at -5.40, as I was to leave the house at 6.15. He understood perfectly, he -said. (I also commissioned him to buy a pound of grapes for my -lunch-basket; the relevancy of this will appear later.) I then -carefully explained to the worthy old lady who had promised for a -small consideration to take me to Munich, that she must be on the spot -at six, with her luggage; and that she was on no account to bring -anything to lift in her hands, because my own hand-luggage would be -all she could well handle. Then I asked for my bill, that it might be -settled the night beforehand, to have nothing on hand in the morning -but to get off. This was doubly important, as the landlord had -promised to change my Danish money into German money for me,--the -Danish bankers having no German money. They so hate Germany that they -consider it a disgrace, I believe, even to handle marks and pfennigs. -The clerk, who also "speaks English," said he understood me perfectly; -so I went upstairs cheerful and at ease in my mind. In half an hour my -bill arrived; and I sent down by the waiter, who spoke "a leetle" -English, five hundred Danish crowns to pay my bill, and have four -hundred crowns returned to me in marks. Waited one hour, no money; -rang, same waiter appeared. - -"Where is my money?" - -"Yees, it have gone out; it will soon return. He is not here." - -Waited half an hour longer; rang again. - -"Where is my money?" - -"Yees, strachs. He shall all right, strachs." - -"But I am very tired; I wish to go to bed." - -"Yees, it shall be kommen." - -Waited another half-hour,--it was now quarter of eleven; wrote on a -bit of paper, "I have gone to bed; cannot take the money to-night. -Have it ready for me at six in the morning." Rang, and gave it to the -waiter, ejaculating, "Bureau;" and pointing downstairs, shut the door -on him and went to bed. The last thing I heard from him, as I shut the -door, was, "Strachs, strachs!" That means "Immediately;" and there is -a Norwegian proverb that "when the Norwegian says 'Strachs,' he will -be with you in half an hour." - -At twenty-five minutes before six I was in the dining-room, bonneted, -all ready; no sign or symptom of breakfast. I went to the little room -beyond, where the waiters are to be found. There was the one who -speaks least English. "Oh, goodness!" said I, "where _is_ Wilhelm?" -Wilhelm being the one mainstay of the establishment in the matter of -English, and the one who had waited upon me during all my stay. - -"Ya, ya. Wilhelm here; soon will be kommen." - -"But I must have my breakfast; I leave the house in half an hour." - -"Ya, ya. Wilhelm is not yet. He sleeps." And the good-natured little -fellow darted off to call him. Poor Wilhelm had indeed overslept; but -he appeared in a miraculously short time, got my breakfast together by -bits, got the money from the clerk, and did his best to explain to me -how it was that a given sum of money was at once more and less in -marks than it was in kroner. I crammed it all into my pocket, and ran -downstairs to find--no old lady; her "knapsack" on the driver's seat, -but she herself not there. Four different people said something to me -about it, and I could not understand one word they said; so I stepped -into the carriage, sat down, and resigned myself to whatever was -coming next. After about ten minutes she appeared, breathless, coming -down the stairs of the hotel. She had mounted to my room, and, -unmindful of the significant fact that the door was wide open and all -my luggage gone, had been waiting there for me. This augured well for -the journey! However, there was no time for misgivings; and we drove -off at a tearing rate, late for the train. Suddenly I spied a most -disreputable-looking parcel on the seat,--large, clumsy, done up in an -old dirty calico curtain, from which a few brass rings were still -hanging. - -"What is that?" I exclaimed. - -"Only my best gown, ma'am, and my velvet cloak. I couldn't disgrace -you, ma'am." - -"Disgrace me!" thought I. "I was never before disgraced by such a -bundle." - -"But I told you to bring nothing whatever to carry in your hands," I -said; "you must put that into your knapsack. My roll and basket are -all you can possibly lift." - -"Oh, ma'am, it would ruin it to put it in the knapsack. I'm not a rich -lady, like you, ma'am; it's all I've got: but I'd not like to disgrace -you. I was out last night trying to hire a small trunk to bring; but -you wouldn't believe it, ma'am, they wanted eight kroner down for the -deposit for the value of it. But I'll not disgrace you, ma'am, and -I'll forget nothing. I've a good head at counting. You'll see I'll not -overlook anything." - -"Never mind," I said; "you must wear your cloak [she had on only a -little thin, clinging, black crape shawl,--the most pitiful of -garments, and no more protection than a pocket-handkerchief against -cold], and the dress must go into the knapsack at Lubeck. I will put -it into my own roll as soon as we are in the cars." - -At the station--luckily, as I thought--the ticket-seller spoke -English, and replied readily to my inquiry for a ticket to Lubeck, _by -rail_, "Yes, by Kiel." Then there came a man who wanted three kroner -more because my trunk was heavy, and another who wanted a few pfennigs -for having helped the first one lift it. I tried for a minute to count -out the sum he had mentioned, and then I said, "Oh, good gracious, -take it all!" emptying the few little coppers and tiny silver -bits--which I knew must be, all told, not a quarter of a dollar--into -his hand. He said something which, in my innocence, I supposed was -thanks, but Brita told me afterwards that he was a "fearfully rough -man, and what he said was to call me a 'damned German devil!' You see, -ma'am, they all hate the Germans so, and hearing me speak English, he -thought it was German. The French, too, ma'am,--they hate the Germans -too. They say that Sara Bernhardt,--I dare say you've seen her, -ma'am,--they say she nearly starved herself all in her travelling -through Germany, because she wouldn't eat the German food." - -At the train to see me off were two dear warm-hearted Danish -women,--mother and daughter,--to whom I had brought a letter from -friends in America. With barely time to thank them and say good-by, I -and my old lady and her bundle and my own three parcels were all -hustled into a carriage, the door slammed and locked, and we were off. -Then I sank back and considered the situation. I had fancied that all -that was necessary was to have a person who could speak,--that if I -had but a tongue at my command, it would answer my purposes almost as -well in another person's head as in my own. But I was fast learning my -mistake. This good old woman, who had never been out of Denmark in her -life, had no more idea which way to turn or what to do in a railway -station than a baby. The first five minutes of our journey had shown -that. She stood, bundles in hand, her bonnet falling off the back of -her head, her crape shawl clinging limp to her figure; her face full -of nervous uncertainty,--the very ideal of a bewildered old woman, -such as one always sees at railway stations. The thought of being -taken charge of, all the way from Copenhagen to Munich, by this type -of elderly female, was, at the outset, awful; but very soon the -comical side of it came over me so thoroughly that I began to think it -would, on the whole, be more entertaining. - -When she had told me the day before, as we were driving about in -Copenhagen, that she had never in her life been out of Denmark, though -she was sixty-four years old, I said, "Really that is a strange -thing,--for you to be taking your first journey at that age." - -"Oh, well, ma'am," she said, "I'm such a child of Nature that I shall -enjoy it as much as if I were younger, and I've all the Danish -history, ma'am, at my tongue's end, ma'am. There's nothing I can't -tell you, ma'am. Though we've been very hard-working, I've always been -one that was for making all I could: and I've been with my children at -their lessons always,--we gave them all good schooling; and I've a -volume of Danish poetry I've written, ma'am,--a volume _that_ thick," -marking off at least two inches on her finger. - -"Danish?" said I. "Why did you not write it in English?" - -"Well, ma'am, being raised here, the Danish tongue is more my own, -much as I spoke English always till my parents died; but I'll write -some in English for you, ma'am, before we part." - -So I had for the third time alighted on a poet. "Birds of a feather," -thought I to myself; but it really is extraordinary. Norwegian, -Dane--I wonder, if I take a German maid to carry me to Oberammergau, -if she also will turn out "a child of Nature" and a scribbler of -verses. - -The way from Copenhagen southward and westward by land is delightful. -It plunges immediately into a rich farming-country, level as an -Illinois prairie, and with comfortable farm-houses set in enclosures -of trees, as they are there; and I presume for the same reason,--to -break the force of the winds which might sweep from one end of Denmark -to the other, without so much as a hillock to stay them: no fences, -only hedges, and great tracts without even a hedge, marked off and -divided by differing colors from the different crops. The second crop -of clover was in full flower; acres of wheat or barley, just being -sheaved; wagons piled full, rolling down shaded roads with long lines -of trees on each side. Roeskilde, Ringsted, Soro,--three towns, but -seemingly only one great farm, for seventeen miles out of Copenhagen. -Then we began to smell the salt water, and to get a fresh breeze in at -the windows; and presently we came to Kosör, where we were to take -boat. A big man in uniform stood at the door of the station, looked at -our tickets, said "Kiel," and waved his hand toward a little steamer -lying at the dock. - -"They say they fear it will be rough, ma'am, as the wind is from the -southeast," said the old lady. - -"Oh, well," said I, "it is only an hour and a half across. We cross -the Big Belt to Nyborg." - -She accepted my statement as confidingly as a child, and we made -ourselves comfortable on the upper deck. It was half-past nine -o'clock. I took out my guide-book and studied up the descriptions of -the different towns we were to pass through after our next landing. A -green dome-like island came into sight, with a lighthouse on top, -looking like the stick at the top of a haystack. "That's in the -middle of the Belt, ma'am," said Brita. "In the winter many's the time -the passengers across here have to land there and stay a day, or maybe -two; and sometimes they come on the ice-boats. Very dangerous they -are; they pull them on the ice, and if the ice breaks, jump in and row -them." - -It seemed to me that we were bearing strangely to the south: land was -disappearing from view; the waves grew bigger and higher; spray dashed -on the deck; white-caps tossed in all directions. - -"I believe we are going out to sea," said I. - -"It does look like it, ma'am," replied the "child of Nature." "Shall I -go and ask?" - -"Yes," I replied, "go and ask." She returned with consternation in -every line of her aged face. - -"Oh, ma'am, it's strange they should have told you so wrong. We're on -this boat till four in the afternoon." - -And so we were, and a half-hour to boot, owing to the southeast wind -which was dead ahead all the way. Everybody was ill,--my poor old -protectress most of all, and for the first time in her life. - -"Oh, ma'am, I did not think it could be like this," she gasped. "I -never did feel so awful." I sat grimly still in one spot on the deck -all that day. What a day it was! About noon it occurred to me that -some grapes would be a relief to my misery. Opening the basket and -taking out the bag in which the English-speaking waiter had told me -were my grapes, I put in my hand and drew out--a hard, corky, -tasteless pear! Thanks to the southeast wind, we came a half-hour late -to Kiel, and thereby missed the train to Lubeck which we should have -taken, waited two hours and a half in the station, and then had to -take three different trains one after the other, and pay an extra fare -on each one; how we ever stumbled through I don't know, but we did, -and at half-past eleven we were in Lubeck, safe and sound, and not -more than three quarters dead! and I shall laugh whenever I think of -it as long as I live. - -Lubeck is an old town, well worth several days' study; and the Stadt -Hamburg is a comfortable house to sleep and be fed in. You can have a -mutton-chop there, and that is a thing hard to find in Germany; and -you can have your mutton-chop brought to you by an "English-speaking" -waiter who speaks English; and you may have it delicately served in -your own room, or in a pretty dining-room, or on a front porch, walled -in thick by oleander-trees, ten and fifteen feet high,--a lustrous -wall of green, through which you have glimpses of such old gables and -high peaked roofs, red-tiled, and scooped into queer curves, as I do -not know elsewhere except in Nuremberg. It all dates back to 1100 and -1200, and thereabouts,--which does not sound so very old to you when -you have just come from Norway, where a thing is not ancient unless it -dates back to somewhere near Christ's time; but for a mediæval town, -Lubeck has a fine flavor of antiquity about it. It has some splendid -old gateways, and plenty of old houses, two-thirds roof, one-third -gable, and four-fifths dormer-window, with door-posts and corners -carved in the leisurely way peculiar to that time. Really, one would -think a man must have his house ordered before he was born, to have -got it done in time to die in, in those days. I have speculated very -much about this problem, and it puzzles me yet. So many of these old -houses look as if it must have taken at least the years of one -generation to have made the carvings on them; perhaps the building and -ornamentation of the house was a thing handed down from father to son -and to son's son, like famous games of chess. Nothing less than this -seems to me to explain the elaboration of fine hand-wrought -decorations in the way of carving and tapestries, which were the chief -splendors of splendid living in those old times. There is a room in -the Merchants' Exchange in Lubeck, which is entirely walled and ceiled -with carved wood-work taken out of an ancient house belonging to one -of Lubeck's early burgomasters. These carvings were done in 1585 by -"an unknown master," and were recently transferred to this room to -preserve them. The panels of wood alternate with panels of exquisitely -wrought alabaster; two rows of these around the room. There were old -cupboard doors, now firmly fastened on the wall, never to swing again; -and one panel, with a group of wood-carvers at work, said--or -guessed--to be the portraits of the carver and his assistants. The old -shutters are there,--each decorated with a group, or single -figure,--every face as expressive as if it were painted in oil by a -master's hand. Every inch of the wall is wrought into some form of -decorations; the ceiling is carved into great squares, with alabaster -knobs at the intersections; a superb chandelier of ancient Venetian -glass hangs in the middle; and the new room stands to-day exactly as -the old one stood in the grand old burgomaster's day. It is kept -insured by the Merchants' Guild for $30,000, but twice that sum could -not replace it. The Merchants' Guild of Lubeck must contain true -art-lovers; a large room opening from this one has also finely carved -walls, and a frieze of the old burgomasters' portraits, and another -fine Venetian glass chandelier, two centuries old. Through the window -I caught a glimpse of a spiral stair outside the building; it wound in -short turns, and the iron balustrade was a wall of green vines; it -looked like the stair to the chamber of a princess, but it was only -the outside way to another room where the Merchants held their -sittings. - -The largest of the Lubeck churches is the Church of Saint Mary. This -was built so big, it is said, simply to outdo the cathedral in size, -the Lubeck citizens being determined to have their church bigger than -the bishop's. The result is three hundred and thirty-five feet of a -succession of frightful rococo things, enough to drive the thought of -worship out of any head that has eyes in it. The exterior is fine, -being of the best style of twelfth-century brick-work, and there are -some fine and interesting things to be seen inside; but the general -effect of the interior is indescribably hideous, with huge grotesque -carvings in black and white marble and painted wood, at every pillar -of the arches. In one of the chapels is a series of paintings, -ascribed to Holbein,--"The Dance of Death." It is a ghastly picture, -with a certain morbid fascination about it,--a series of fantastic -figures, alternating with grim skeleton figures of Death. The emperor, -the pope, the king and queen, the law-giver, the merchant, the -peasant, the miser,--all are there, hand in hand with the grim, -grappling, leaping skeleton, who will draw them away. Under each -figure is a stanza of verse representing his excuse for delay, his -reply to Death,--all in vain. This chapel had the most uncanny -fascination to my companion. - -"Oh, ma'am! oh, indeed, ma'am, it is too true!" she exclaimed, walking -about, and peering through her spectacles at each motto. "It is all -the same for the pope and the emperor. Death calls us all; and we all -would like to stay a little longer." - -By a fine bronze reclining statue of one of the old bishops she -lingered. "Is it not wonderful, ma'am, the pride there is in this poor -world?" she said. The reflection seemed to me a very just one, as I -too looked at the old man lying there in his mitre, with the sacred -wafer ostentatiously held in one hand, and his crosier in the other; -every inch of him, and of the great bronze slab on which he lay, -wrought as exquisitely as the finest etching. - -At twelve o'clock every day a crowd gathers in this church to see a -procession of little figures come out of the huge clock; the Lubeck -people, it seems, never tire of this small miracle. It must be -acknowledged that it is a droll sight: but one would think, seeing -that there are only forty thousand people in the town, that there -would now and then be a day without a crowd; yet the sacristan said, -that, rain or shine, every day, the little chapel was full at the -striking of the first stroke of twelve. The show is on the back of the -clock, which detracts very much from its effect. At the instant of -twelve a tiny white statue lifted its arm, struck a hammer on the bell -twelve times; at the first stroke a door opened, and out came a -procession of eight figures, called the Emperor and the Electors; each -glided around the circle, paused in the middle, made a jerky bow to -the figure of Christ in the centre, and then disappeared in a door in -the other side, which closed after them. The figures seemed only a few -inches tall at that great height; and the whole thing like part of a -Punch and Judy show, and quite in keeping with the rococo ornaments on -the pillars. But the crowd gazed as devoutly as if it had been the -elevation of the Host itself; and I hurried away, fearing that they -might resent the irreverent look on my countenance. - -There are some carved brass tablets which are superb, and a curious -old altar-piece, with doors opening after doors, like a succession of -wardrobes, one inside the other, the first doors painted on the -inside, the second also painted, and disclosing, on being opened, a -series of wonderful wood carvings of Scriptural scenes, these opening -out again and showing still others; a fine canopy of wrought wood -above them, as delicate as filigree. These are disfigured, as so many -of the exquisite wood carvings of this time are, by being painted in -grotesque colors; but the carving is marvellous. The thing that -interested me most in this church was a tiny little stone mouse carved -at the base of one of the pillars. You might go all your life to that -church and never see it. I searched for it long before I found it. It -is a tiny black mouse gnawing at the root of an oak; and some old -stone-worker put it in there six hundred years ago, because it was the -ancient emblem of the city. There was also a line of old saints and -apostles carved on the ends of the pews, that were fine; a Saint -Christopher with the child on his shoulder that I would have liked to -filch and carry away. - -In the Jacobi Kirche--a church not quite so old--is a remarkable old -altar, which a rich burgomaster hit on the device of bestowing on the -church and immortalizing his own family in it at the same time. To -make it all right for the church, he had the scene of the crucifixion -carved in stone for the centre; then on the doors, which must be -thrown back to show this stone carving, he had himself and his family -painted. And I venture to say that the event justifies his -expectations; for one looks ten minutes at the burgomaster's sons and -daughters and wife for one at the stone carving inside. It is a family -group not to be forgotten,--the burgomaster and his five sons behind -him on one door, and his wife with her five daughters in front of her -on the other door. They are all kneeling, so as to seem to be adoring -the central figures,--all but the burgomaster's wife, who stands tall -and stately, stiff in gold brocade, with a missal in one hand and a -long feather in the other; a high cap of the same brocade, flying -sleeves at the shoulder, and a long bodice in front complete the -dame's array. Three of the daughters wear high foolscaps of white; -white robes trimmed with ermine, falling from the back of the neck, -thrown open to show fine scarlet gowns, with bodices laced over white, -and coming down nearly to their knees in front. Two little things in -long-sleeved dark-green gowns--"not out" yet, I suppose--kneel -modestly in front; and a nun and a saint or a Virgin Mary are thrown -into the group to make it holy. The burgomaster is in a black -fur-trimmed robe, kneeling with a book open before him,--the very -model of a Pharisee at family prayers,--his five sons kneeling behind -him in scarlet robes trimmed with dark fur. - -The sacristan said something in German to Brita, which she instantly -translated to me as "Oh, ma'am, to think of it! They're all buried -here under our very feet, ma'am,--the whole family! And they'd to -leave all that finery behind them, didn't they, ma'am?" The thought of -their actual dust being under our feet at that moment seemed to make -the family portraits much more real. I dare say that burgomaster never -did anything worthy of being remembered in all his life; but he has -hit on a device which will secure him and his race a place in the -knowledge of men for centuries to come. - -In the Rathhaus--which is one of the quaintest buildings in -Lubeck--there is an odd old chimney-piece. It is downstairs, in what -one would call vaults, except that they are used for the rooms of a -restaurant. It has been for centuries a Lubeck custom that when a -couple have been married in the Church of Saint Mary (which adjoins -the Rathhaus), they should come into this room to drink their first -winecup together; and, by way of giving a pleasant turn to things for -the bridegroom, the satirical old wood-carvers wrought a chimney-piece -for this room with a cock on one side, a hen on the other, the -Israelitish spies bearing the huge bunch of the over-rated grapes of -Eshcol between them, and in the centre below it this motto: "Many a -man sings loudly when they bring him his bride. If he knew what they -brought him, he might well weep." It is an odd thing how universally, -when this sort of slur upon marriage is aimed at, it is the man's -disappointment which is set forth or predicted, and not the woman's. -It is a very poor rule, no doubt; but it may at least be said to "work -both ways." There used to be an underground passage-way by which they -came from the church into this room, but it is shut up now. While we -sat waiting in the outer hall upstairs for the janitor to come and -show us this room, a bridal couple came down and passed out to their -carriage,--plain people of the working class. She wore a black alpaca -gown, and had no bridal sign or symptom about her, except the green -myrtle wreath on her head. But few brides look happier than she did. - -The Rathhaus makes one side of the Market-place, which was, like all -market-places, picturesque at eleven in the morning, dirty and dismal -at four in the afternoon. I drove through it several times in the -course of the forenoon; and at last the women came to know me, and -nodded and smiled as we passed. Their hats were wonderful to -see,--cocked up on top of a neat white cap, with its frill all at the -back and none in front; the hats shaped--well, nobody could say how -they were shaped--like _half_ a washbowl bent up, with the little -round centre rim left in behind! I wonder if that gives an idea to -anybody who has not seen the hat. The real wonder, however, was not in -the shape, but in the material. They are made of wood,--actually of -wood,--split up into the finest threads, and sewed like straw; and the -women make them themselves. All the vegetable women had theirs bound -with bright green, with long green loops hanging down behind; but the -fishwomen had theirs bound with narrow black binding round the edge, -lined with purple calico, and with black ribbon at the back. Finally, -after staring a dozen of the good souls out of countenance looking at -their heads, I bought one of the bonnets outright! It was the cleanest -creature ever seen that sold it to me. She pulled it off her head, and -sold it as readily as she would have sold me a dozen eels out of her -basket; and I carried it on my arm all the way from Lubeck to Cassel, -and from Cassel to Munich, to the great bewilderment of many railway -officials and travellers. Before I had concluded my bargain there was -a crowd ten deep all around the carriage. Everybody--men, women, -children--left their baskets and stalls, and came to look on. I -believe I could have bought the entire wardrobe of the whole crowd, if -I had so wished,--so eager and pleased did they look, talking volubly -with each other, and looking at me. It was a great occasion for Brita, -who harangued them all by instalments from the front seat, and -explained to them that the bonnet was going all the way to America, -and that her "lady" had a great liking for all "national" things, -which touched one old lady's patriotism so deeply that she pulled off -her white cap and offered it to me, making signs that my wooden bonnet -was incomplete without the cap, as it certainly was. On Brita's -delicately calling her attention to the fact that her cap was far -from clean, she said she would go home and wash it and flute it -afresh, if the lady would only buy it; and three hours later she -actually appeared with it most exquisitely done up, and not at all -dear for the half-dollar she asked for it. After buying this bonnet I -drove back to the hotel with it, ate my lunch in the oleander-shaded -porch, and then set off again to see the cathedral. This proved to me -a far more interesting church than Saint Mary's, though the -guide-books say that Saint Mary's is far the finer church of the two. -There is enough ugliness in both of them, for that matter, to sink -them. But in the cathedral there are some superb bronzes and brasses, -and a twisted iron railing around the pulpit, which is so marvellous -in its knottings and twistings that a legend has arisen that the devil -made it. - -"How very much they seem to have made of the devil in the olden time, -ma'am, do they not?" remarked Brita, entirely unconscious of the fact -that she was philosophizing; "wherever we have been, there have been -so many things named in his honor!" - -The clock in this church has not been deemed worthy of mention in the -guide-books; but it seemed to me far more wonderful than the one at -Saint Mary's. I shall never forget it as long as I live; in fact, I -fear I shall live to wish I could. The centre of the dial plate is a -huge face of gilt, with gilt rays streaming out from it; two enormous -eyes in this turn from side to side as the clock ticks, right, left, -right, left, so far each time that it is a squint,--a horrible, -malignant, diabolical squint. It seems almost irreverent even to tell -you that this is to symbolize the never-closing eye of God. The -uncanny fascination of these rolling eyes cannot be described. It is -too hideous to look at, yet you cannot look away. I sat spellbound in -a pew under it for a long time. On the right hand of the clock stands -a figure representing the "Genius of Time." This figure holds a gold -hammer in its hand, and strikes the quarter-hours. On the other side -stands Death,--a naked skeleton,--with an hour-glass. At each hour he -turns his hour-glass, shakes his head, and with a hammer in his right -hand strikes the hour. I heard him strike "three," and I confess a -superstitious horror affected me. The thought of a congregation of -people sitting Sunday after Sunday looking at those rolling eyes, and -seeing that skeleton strike the hour and turn his hour-glass, is -monstrous. Surely there was an epidemic in those middle ages of -hideous and fantastic inventions. I am not at all sure that it has not -stamped its impress on the physiognomy of the German nation. I never -see a crowd of Germans at a railway station without seeing in dozens -of faces resemblance to ugly gargoyles. And why should it not have -told on them? The women of old Greece brought forth beautiful sons and -daughters, it is said, because they looked always on beautiful statues -and pictures. The German women have been for a thousand years looking -at grotesque and leering or coarse and malignant gargoyles carved -everywhere,--on the gateways of their cities, in their churches, on -the very lintels of their houses. Why should not the German face have -been slowly moulded by these prenatal influences? - -Above this malevolent clock was a huge scaffold beam, crossing the -entire width of the church, and supporting four huge figures, carved -with some skill; the most immodest Adam and Eve I ever beheld; a -bishop and a Saint John and a Mary,--these latter kneeling in -adoration of a crucifixion above. The whole combination--the guilty -Adam and Eve, the pompous bishop, the repulsive crucifixion, the -puppet clock with its restless eyes and skeleton, and the loud -tick-tock, tick-tock, of the pendulum,--all made up a scene of -grotesqueness and irreverence mingled with superstition and devotion, -such as could not be found anywhere except in a German church of the -twelfth century. It was a relief to turn from it and go into the -little chapel, where stands the altar-piece made sacred as well as -famous by the hands of that tender spiritual painter, Memling. These -altar-pieces look at first sight so much like decorated wardrobes that -it is jarring. I wish they had fashioned them otherwise. In this one, -for instance, it is almost a pain to see on the outside doors of what -apparently is a cupboard one of Memling's angels (the Gabriel) and the -Mary listening to his message. Throwing these doors back, you see -life-size figures of four saints,--John, Jerome, Blasius, and Ægidius. -The latter is a grand dark figure, with a head and face to haunt one. -Opening these doors again, you come to the last,--a landscape with the -crucifixion in the foreground, and other scenes from the Passion of -the Saviour. This is less distinctively Memling-like; in fact, the -only ones of them all which one would be willing to say positively no -man's hand but Memling's had touched, are the two tender angels in -white on the outside shutters. - -We left Lubeck very early in the morning. As we drove to the station, -the milkmen and milkwomen were coming in, in their pretty carts, full -of white wooden firkins, brass bound, with queer long spouts out on -one side; brass measures of different sizes, and brass dippers, all -shining as if they had been fresh scoured that very morning, made the -carts a pretty spectacle. And the last thing of all which I stopped to -look at in Lubeck was the best of all,--an old house with a turreted -bay-window on the corner, and this inscription on the front between -the first and second stories of the house:-- - - "North and south, the world is wide: - East and west, home is best." - -It was in Platt Deutsch; and oddly enough, the servant of the house, -who was at the door, did not know what it meant; and the first two men -we asked did not know what it meant,--stared at it stupidly, shrugged -their shoulders, and shook their heads. It was a lovely motto for a -house, but not a good one for wanderers away from home to look at. It -brought a sudden sense of homesickness, like an odor of a flower or a -bar of music which has an indissoluble link with home. - -It took a whole day to go from Lubeck to Cassel, but the day did not -seem long. It was a series of pictures, and poor Brita's raptures over -it all were at once amusing and pathetic. As soon as we began to see -elevated ground, she became excited. "Oh, oh, ma'am," she exclaimed, -"talk about scenery in Denmark! It is too flat. I am so used to the -flat country, the least hill is beautiful." "Do you not call this -grand?" she would say, at the sight of a hill a hundred or two feet -high. It was a good lesson of the meaning of the word _relative_. -After all, one can hardly conceive what it must be to live sixty-four -years on a dead level of flatness. A genuine mountain would probably -be a terror to a person who had led such a life. Brita's face, when I -told her that I lived at the foot of mountains more than twelve times -as high as any she had seen, was a study for incredulity and wonder. I -think she thought I was lying. It was the hay harvest. All the way -from Lubeck to Cassel were men and women, all hard at work in the -fields; the women swung their scythes as well as the men, but looked -more graceful while raking. Some wore scarlet handkerchiefs over their -heads, some white; all had bare legs well in sight. At noon we saw -them in groups on the ground, and towards night walking swiftly along -the roads, with their rakes over their shoulders. I do not understand -why travellers make such a to-do always about the way women work in -the fields in Germany. I am sure they are far less to be pitied than -the women who work in narrow, dark, foul streets of cities; and they -look a thousand times healthier. Our road lay for many hours through a -beautiful farm country: red brick houses and barns with high thatched -roofs, three quarters of the whole building being thatched roof; great -sweeps of meadow, tracts of soft pines, kingdoms of beeches,--the -whole forest looking like a rich yellow brown moss in the distance, -and their mottled trunks fairly shining out in the cross sunbeams, as -if painted; wide stretches of brown opens, with worn paths leading off -across them; hedges everywhere, and never a fence or a wall; -mountain-ash trees, scarlet full; horse-chestnuts by orchards; towns -every few minutes, and our train halting at them all long enough for -the whole town to make up their minds whether they could go or not, -pack their bags, and come on board; bits of marsh, with labyrinths of -blue water in and out in it, so like tongues of the sea that, -forgetting where I was, I said, "I wonder if that is fresh water." "It -must be, ma'am," replied the observant Brita, "inasmuch as the white -lilies are floating beautiful and large in it." - -"Oh," she suddenly ejaculated, "how strange it was! Napoleon III. he -thought he would get a good bit of this beautiful Germany for a -birthday present, and be in Berlin on his birthday; and instead of -that the Prussians were in Berlin on his birthday." - -At Lüneburg we came into the heather. I thought I knew heather, but I was -to discover my mistake. All the heather of my life heretofore--English, -Scotch, Norwegian--had been no more than a single sprig by the side -of this. "The dreary Lüneburg Heath," the discriminating Baedeker -calls it. The man who wrote that phrase must have been not only -color-blind, he must have been color-dead! If a mountain is "dreary" -when it turns purple pink or pink purple five minutes before the -rising sun is going to flash full on its eastern front, then the -Lüneburg Heath is "dreary." Acres of heather, miles of heather; miles -after miles, hour after hour, of swift railroad riding, and still -heather! The purple and the pink and the browns into which the purple -and pink blended and melted, shifted every second, and deepened and -paled in the light and the shadow, as if the earth itself were gently -undulating. Two or three times, down vistas among the low birches, I -saw men up to their knees in the purple, apparently reaping it with a -sickle. A German lady in the car explained that they cut it to strew -in the sheep-stalls for the sheep to sleep on, and that the sheep ate -it: bed, bed-blanket, and breakfast all in one! Who would not be a -sheep? Here and there were little pine groves in this heath; the pine -and the birch being the only trees which can keep any footing against -heather when it sets out to usurp a territory, and even they cannot -grow large or freely. Three storks rose from these downs as we passed, -and flew slowly away, their great yellow feet shining as if they had -on gold slippers. - -"The country people reckon it a great blessing, ma'am, if a stork will -build its nest on their roof," said Brita. "I dare say it is thought -so in America the same." "No, Brita, we have no storks in America," I -said. "I dare say some other bird, then, you hold the same," she -replied, in a tone so taking it for granted that no nation of people -could be without its sacred domestic bird that I was fain to fall back -on the marten as our nearest approach to such a bird; and I said -boastfully that we built houses for them in our yards, that they never -built on roofs. - -At Celle, when she caught sight of the castle where poor Caroline -Matilda died, she exclaimed, "Oh, ma'am, that is where our poor queen -died. It was the nasty Queen Dowager did it; it was, indeed, ma'am. -And the king had opened the ball with her that very night that he -signed the order to send her away. They took her in her ball-dress, -just as she was. If they had waited till morning the Danes would have -torn her out of the wagon, for they worshipped her. She screamed for -her baby, and they just tossed it to her in the wagon; and she was -only twenty." - -Pages of guide-book could not have so emphasized the tragedy of that -old gray castle as did Brita's words and her tearful eyes, and "nasty -old Queen Dowager." I suppose the truth will never be known about that -poor young queen; history whiffles round so from century to century -that it seems hardly worth while to mind about it. At any rate, it -can't matter much to either Caroline or Struensee, her lover, now. - -Cassel at nine o'clock. Friendly faces and voices and hands, and the -very air of America in every room. It was like a dream; and like a -dream vanished, after twenty-four hours of almost unceasing talk and -reminiscence and interchange. "Blessings brighten," even more than -"when they take their flight," when they pause in their flight long -enough for us to come up with them and take another look at them. - -Cassel is the healthiest town in all Germany; and when you see it you -do not wonder. High and dry and clear, and several hundred feet up -above the plain, it has off-looks to wide horizons in all directions. -To the east and south are beautiful curves of high hills, called -mountains here; thickly wooded, so that they make solid spaces of -color, dark green or purple or blue, according to the time calendar of -colors of mountains at a distance. (They have their time-tables as -fixed as railway trains, and much more to be depended on.) There is no -town in Germany which can compare with Cassel as a home for people -wishing to educate children cheaply and well, and not wishing to live -in the fashions and ways and close air of cities. It has a -picture-gallery second to only one in Germany; it has admirable -museums of all sorts; it has a first-rate theatre; good masters in all -branches of study are to be had at low rates; living is cheap and -comfortable (for Germany). The water is good; the climate also (for -Germany); and last, not least, the surrounding country is full of -picturesque scenery,--woods, high hills, streams; just such a region -as a lover of Nature finds most repaying and enjoyable. In the matter -of society, also, Cassel is especially favored, having taken its tone -from the days of the Electors, and keeping still much of the old fine -breeding of culture and courtesy. - -It is a misfortune to want to go from Cassel to Munich in one day. It -can be done; but it takes fourteen hours of very hard work,--three -changes,--an hour's waiting at one place, and half an hour at another, -and the road for the last half of the day so rough that it could -honestly be compared to nothing except horseback riding over bowlders -at a rapid rate. This is from Gemunden to Munich: if there is any -other way of getting there, I think nobody would go by this; so I -infer that there is not. You must set off, also, at the unearthly hour -of 5 A.M.,--an hour at which all virtues ooze out of one; even honesty -out of cabmen, as I found at Cassel, when a man to whom I had paid -four marks--more than twice the regular fare--for bringing us a five -minutes' distance to the railway station, absolutely had the face to -ask three marks more. Never did I so long for a command of the German -tongue. I only hope that the docile Brita translated for me literally -what I said, as I handed him twelve cents more, with, "I gave one -dollar because you had to get up so early in the morning. You know -very well that even half that sum is more than the price at ordinary -times. I will give you this fifty pfennigs for yourself, and not -another pfennig do you get!" I wish that the man that invented the -word _pfennig_ had to "do a pour of it for one tousand year," as dear -old Dr. Pröhl said of the teapot that would not pour without spilling. -I think it is the test-word of the German language. The nearest -direction I could give for pronouncing it would be: fill your mouth -with hasty-pudding, then say _purr-f-f-f-f-f_, and then gulp the -pudding and choke when you come to the _g_,--that's a _pfennig_; and -the idea of such a name as that for a contemptible thing of which it -takes one hundred to make a quarter of a dollar! They do them up in -big nickel pieces too,--heavy, and so large that in the dark you -always mistake them for something else. Ten hundredths of a -quarter!--you could starve with your purse loaded down with them. - -In the station, trudging about as cheerily as if they were at home, was -a poor family,--father, mother, and five little children,--evidently -about to emigrate. Each carried a big bundle; even the smallest -toddler had her parcel tied up in black cloth with a big cord. The -mother carried the biggest bundle of all,--a baby done up in a -bedquilt, thick as a comforter; the child's head was pinned in tight -as its feet,--not one breath of air could reach it. - -"Going to America, ma'am," said Brita, "I think they must be. Oh, -ma'am, there was five hundred sailed in one ship for America, last -summer,--all to be Mormons; and the big fellow that took them, with -his gold spectacles, I could have killed him. They'll be wretched -enough when they come to find what they've done. Brigham Young's dead, -but there must be somebody in his place that's carrying it on the -same. They'd not be allowed to stay in Denmark, ma'am,--oh, no, -they've got to go out of the country." - -All day again we journeyed through the hay harvest,--the same -picturesque farm-houses, with their high roofs thatched or dark-tiled, -their low walls white or red or pink, marked off into odd-shaped -intervals by lattice-work of wood; no fences, no walls; only the -coloring to mark divisions of crops. Town after town snugged round its -church; the churches looked like hens with their broods gathered close -around them, just ready to go under the wings. We had been told that -we need not change cars all the way to Munich; so, of course, we had -to change three times,--bundled out at short notice, at the last -minute, to gather ourselves up as we might. In one of these hurried -changes I dropped my stylographic pen. Angry as I get with the thing -when I am writing with it, my very heart was wrung with sorrow at its -loss. Without much hope of ever seeing it again, I telegraphed for it. -The station-master who did the telegraphing was profoundly impressed -by Brita's description of the "wonderful instrument" I had lost. "A -self-writing pen,"--she called it. I only wish it were! "You shall -hear at the next station if it has been found," he said. Sure enough, -at the very next station the guard came to the door. "Found and will -be sent," he said; and from that on he regarded me with a sort of -awe-stricken look whenever he entered the car. I believe he considered -me a kind of female necromancer from America! and no wonder, with two -self-writing pens in my possession, for luckily I had my No. 2 in my -travelling-bag to show as sample of what I had lost. - -At Elm we came into a fine hilly region,--hills that had to be -tunnelled or climbed over by zigzags; between them were beautiful -glimpses of valleys and streams. Brita was nearly beside herself, poor -soul! Her "Oh's" became something tragic. "Oh, ma'am, it needs no -judge to see that God has been here!" she cried. "We must think on the -Building-Master when we see such scenery as this." - -As we came out on the broader plains, the coloring of the villages -grew colder; unlatticed white walls, and a colder gray to the roofs, -the groups of houses no longer looked like crowds of furry creatures -nestled close for protection. Some rollicking school girls, with long -hair flying, got into our carriage, and chattered, and ate cake, and -giggled; the cars rocked us to and fro on our seats as if we were in a -saddle on a run-away horse in a Colorado cañon. All the rough roads I -have ever been on have been smooth gliding in comparison with this. At -nine o'clock, Munich, and a note from the dear old "Fraulein" to say -that her house was full, but she had rooms engaged for me near by. The -next day I went to see her, and found her the same old inimitable dear -as ever,--the eyes and the smile not a day older, and the drollery and -the mimicry all there; but, alas! old age has come creeping too close -not to hurt in some ways, and an ugly rheumatism prevents her from -walking and gives her much pain. I had hoped she could go to -Oberammergau with me; but it is out of the question. At night she sent -over to me the loveliest basket of roses and forget-me-nots and -mignonette, with a card, "Good-night, my dear lady,--I kiss you;" and -I am not too proud to confess that I read it with tears in my eyes. -The dear, faithful, loving soul! - - -THE VILLAGE OF OBERAMMERGAU. - -Mountains and valleys and rivers are in league with the sun and -summer--and, for that matter, with winter too--to do their best in the -Bavarian Highlands. Lofty ranges, ever green at base, ever white at -top, are there tied with luminous bands of meadow into knots and -loops, and knots and loops again, tightening and loosening, opening -and shutting in labyrinths, of which only rivers know the secret and -no man can speak the charm. Villages which find place in lands like -these take rank and relation at once with the divine organic -architecture already builded; seem to become a part of Nature; appear -to have existed as long as the hills or the streams, and to have the -same surety of continuance. How much this natural correlation may have -had to do with the long, unchanging simplicities of peoples born and -bred in these mountain haunts, it would be worth while to analyze. -Certain it is that in all peasantry of the hill countries in Europe, -there are to be seen traits of countenance and demeanor,--peculiarities -of body, habits, customs, and beliefs which are indigenous and -lasting, like plants and rocks. Mere lapse of time hardly touches -them; they have defied many centuries; only now in the mad -restlessness of progress of this the nineteenth do they begin to -falter. But they have excuse when Alps have come to be tunnelled and -glaciers are melted and measured. - -Best known of all the villages that have had the good fortune to be -born in the Bavarian Highlands is Oberammergau, the town of the famous -Passion Play. But for the Passion Play the great world had never found -Oberammergau out, perhaps; yet it might well be sought for itself. It -lies 2,600 feet above the sea, at the head of a long stretch of -meadow lands, which the River Ammer keeps green for half the year,--at -the head of these, and in the gateway of one of the most beautiful -walled valleys of the Alps. The Ammer is at once its friend and foe; -in summer a friend, but malicious in spring, rising suddenly after -great rains or thaws, and filling the valley with a swift sea, by -which everything is in danger of being swept away. In 1769 it tore -through the village with a flood like a tidal wave, and left only -twelve houses standing. - -High up on one of the mountain-sides, northeast of the village, is a -tiny spot of greensward, near the course of one of the mountain -torrents which swell the Ammer. This green spot is the Oberammergauers' -safety-gauge. So long as that is green and clear the valley will not -be flooded; as soon as the water is seen shining over that spot it is -certain that floods will be on in less than an hour, and the whole -village is astir to forestall the danger. The high peaks, also, which -stand on either side the town, are friend and foe alternately. White -with snow till July, they keep stores of a grateful coolness for -summer heats; but in winter the sun cannot climb above them till nine -o'clock, and is lost in their fastnesses again at one. Terrible -hail-storms sometimes whirl down from their summits. On the 10th of -May, 1774, there were three of these hail-storms in one day, which -killed every green blade and leaf in the fields. One month later, just -as vegetation had fairly started again, came another avalanche of -hail, and killed everything a second time. On the 13th of June, 1771, -snow lay so deep that men drove in sledges through the valley. This -was a year never to be forgotten. In 1744 there was a storm of rain, -thunder, and lightning, in which the electric fire shot down like -javelins into the town, set a score of houses on fire, and destroyed -the church. One had need of goodly devotion to keep a composed mind -and contented spirit in a dwelling-place surrounded by such dangers. -The very elements, however, it seems, are becoming tamed by the -inroads of civilization; for it is more than fifty years since -Oberammergau has seen such hail or such lightning. - -The village is, like all Tyrolean villages, built without apparent -plan,--no two houses on a line, no two streets at right angles, -everybody's house slanting across or against somebody else's house, -the confusion really attaining the dignity of a fine art. If a child -were to set out a toy village on the floor, decide hastily to put it -back in its box, sweep it all together between his two hands, then -change his mind, and let the houses remain exactly as they had fallen, -with no change except to set them right side up, I think it would make -a good map of Oberammergau. The houses are low, white-plastered, or -else left of the natural color of the wood, which, as it grows old, is -of a rich dark brown. The roofs project far over the eaves, and are -held down by rows of heavy stones to keep them from blowing off in -wind-storms. Tiny open-work balconies are twined in and out -capriciously, sometimes filled with gay flowers, sometimes with hay -and dried herbs, sometimes with the firewood for winter. Oberammergau -knows in such matters no law but each man's pleasure. It is at each -man's pleasure, also, where he will keep his manure-heap; and usually -he elects to keep it close to the street, joining his barn or his -house, or his neighbor's barn or house, at convenience. Except that -there are many small sluices and rivulets and canals of spring water -wandering about the village to carry off the liquidation, this would -be intolerable, and surely would create pestilences. As it is, the -odors are abominable, and are a perpetual drawback to the delight one -would otherwise take in the picturesque little place. - -There are many minute gardens and bits of orchard of all possible -shapes,--as many and as many-sided as the figures in the first pages -of Euclid. I saw one, certainly not containing more than eight square -feet, which was seven-sided, fenced and joined to two houses. Purple -phlox, dahlias, and lilacs are the favorite out-door flowers. Of these -there were clumps and beds which might have been transported from New -England. In the balconies and window-sills were scarlet geranium, -white alyssum, and pansies. - -The most striking natural feature of Oberammergau is the great -mountain-peak to the southwest, called the Kofel. This is a bare, -rocky peak of singularly bold contour. On its summit is set a large -cross, which stands out always against the sky with a clearness almost -solemn. The people regard this Kofel as the guardian angel of their -village; and it is said that the reply was once made to persons who -were urging the Passion Play actors to perform their play in England -or America,-- - -"We would do so if it were possible; but to do that, it would be -needful to take the entire village and our guardian spirit, the -Kofel." - -I arrived in Oberammergau on a Wednesday, and counted on finding -myself much welcomed, three days in advance of the day of the play. -Never was a greater mistake. A country cousin coming uninvited to make -a visit in the middle of a busy housewife's spring house-cleaning -would be as welcome. As I drove into the village the expression of -things gave me alarm. Every fence, post, roof, bush, had sheets, -pillow-cases, or towels drying on it; the porches and grass-plots were -strewn with pillows and mattresses; a general fumigation and -purification of a quarantined town could not have produced a greater -look of being turned wrong side out. This is what the cleanly -Oberammergau women do every week during the Passion Play season. It -takes all the time intervening between the weekly representations of -the play to make ready their bedrooms and beds. - -I was destined to greater alarms and surprises, however. The Frau -Rutz, to whom I had written for lodgings, and to whose house I drove -all confident, had never heard of my name. It became instantaneously -apparent to me that I probably represented to her mind perhaps the -eleven hundred and thirty-seventh person who had stopped at her door -with the same expectation. Half of her house was being re-roofed, "to -be done by Sunday;" all her bed-linen was damp in baskets in the -kitchen; and she and her sister were even then ironing for dear life -to be done in time to begin baking and brewing on the next day. -Evidently taking time by the forelock was a good way to come to a -dead-lock in Oberammergau. To house after house I drove,--to Frau -Zwink's bird-cage, perched on the brink of a narrow canal, and half -over it, it seemed. Just before me stood a post-carriage, at Frau -Zwink's door; and as I stepped out two English ladies with bags, -bundles, and umbrellas disappeared within Frau Zwink's door, having -secured the only two available perches in the cage. The Frau came -running with urgent solicitations that I should examine a closet she -had, which she thought might answer. - -"Oh, is she the lady of the house, and she barefoot?" exclaimed my -Danish maid, aghast at the spectacle. Yet I afterwards heard that the -Frau Zwink's was one of the notably comfortable lodging-places in the -town. In another house were shown to us two small dark rooms, to reach -which one must climb a ladder out of the common living-room of the -family. From house after house came the response, "No rooms; all -promised for Saturday." At intervals I drove back to Frau Rutz's for -further suggestions. At last she became gradually impressed with a -sense of responsibility for our fortunes; and the mystery of her -knowing nothing about my letter was cleared up. Her nephew had charge -of the correspondence; she never saw the letters; he had not yet had -time to answer one half of the letters he had received. Most probably -my letter might be in his pocket now. Friendship grew up between my -heart and the heart of the Frau Rutz as we talked. Who shall fathom or -sound these bonds which create themselves so quickly with one, so -slowly with another? She was an Oberammergau peasant, who knew no word -of my tongue; I a woman of another race, life, plane, who could not -speak one word she could comprehend, and our interpreter was only a -servant; but I think I do not exaggerate when I say that the Frau and -I became friends. I know I am hers; and I think if I were in -Oberammergau in need, I should find that she was mine. - -By some unexplained accident (if there be such things) the best room -in all Oberammergau was still left free,--a great sunny room, with a -south window and east windows, a white porcelain stove, an -old-fashioned spinnet, a glass-doored corner-cupboard full of -trinkets, old-fashioned looking-glasses, tables, and two good beds; -and of this I took possession in incredulous haste. It was in the -house of George Lang, merchant, the richest man in the town. The -history of the family of which he is now the leading representative is -identified with the fortunes of Oberammergau for a century past. It is -an odd thing that this little village should have had its line of -merchant princes,--a line dating back a hundred years, marked by the -same curious points of heredity as that of the Vanderbilts or Astors -in America, and the Rothschilds in Europe; men as shrewd, sharp, -foreseeing, fore-planning, and executive in their smaller way, and -perhaps as arbitrary in their monopolies, as some of our -millionnaires. - -In 1765 there lived in the service of the monastery at Ettal a man -named Joseph Lang. He was a trusted man, a sort of steward and general -supervisor. When the monastery was suppressed, Joseph Lang's -occupation was gone. He was a handy man, both with tools and with -colors, and wandering down to Oberammergau, halted for a little to see -if he could work himself in with the industry already established -there of toy-making. At first he made simply frames, and of the -plainest sort; soon--perhaps from a reverent bias for still -ministering to the glory of the church, but probably quite as much -from his trader's perception of the value of an assured market--he -began to paint wooden figures of saints, apostles, Holy Virgins, and -Christs. These figures at first he imported from the Tyrol, painted -them, and sent them back there to be sold. Before long he had a large -majority of the Oberammergau villagers working under his direction as -both carvers and colorers in this business,--a great enlargement of -their previous trade of mere toy-making. - -This man had eleven sons. Ten of them were carvers in wood, one was a -painter and gilder. All these sons worked together in the continuing -and building up of their father's business. One of them, George Lang, -perceiving the advantage of widening business connections, struck out -for the world at large, established agencies for his house in many -countries, chiefly in Russia, and came home to die. He had six sons -and four or five daughters, it is not certainly known which; for, as -the present George Lang said, telling this genealogical history in his -delightful English: "The archives went up in fire once, so they did -not know exactly." All six of these sons followed the trades of -carving, painting, and gilding. One of them, the youngest, Johann, -continued the business, succeeding to his father's position in 1824. -He was perhaps the cleverest man of the line. He went from country to -country, all over Europe, and had his agents in America, England, -Australia, Russia. He was on terms of acquaintance with people in -high position everywhere, and was sometimes called "The King of -Oberammergau." Again and again the villagers wished to make him -burgomaster or magistrate, but he would not accept the position. -Nevertheless it finally came to pass that all legal writings of the -town, leases, conveyances, etc., made, were signed by his name as well -as by the names of the recognized officials. First, "the magistracy of -Oberammergau," then, "Johann Lang, Agent," as he persisted in calling -himself, ran in the records of the parties to transactions in -Oberammergau at that time. - -In 1847 the village began to be in great trouble. A large part of it -was burned; sickness swept it; whole families were homeless, or -without father or brother to support them. Now shone out the virtues -of this "King of Oberammergau," who would not be its burgomaster. He -supported the village: to those who could work he gave work, whether -the work had present value to him or not; to those who could not work -he gave food, shelter, clothes. He was a rich man in 1847, when the -troubles began. In 1849 he was poor, simply from his lavish giving. He -had only two sons, to both of whom he gave an education in the law. -Thus the spell of the succession of the craft of wood-workers was -broken. No doubt ambition had entered into the heart of the "King of -Oberammergau" to place his sons higher in the social scale than any -success in mere trade could lift them. One of these sons is now -burgomaster of the village; he is better known to the outside world as -the Caiaphas of the Passion Play. To one knowing the antecedents of -his house, the dramatic power with which he assumes and renders the -Jewish High-Priest's haughty scorn, impatience of opposition, contempt -for the Nazarene, will be seen to have a basis in his own pride of -birth and inherited habit of authority. - -The other son, having been only moderately successful in making his -way in the world as a lawyer, returned to Oberammergau, succeeded to -his father's business in 1856, but lived only a short time, dying in -1859. He left a widow and six children,--three sons and three -daughters. For a time the widow and a sister-in-law carried on the -business. As the sons grew up, two of them gradually assumed more and -more the lead in affairs, and now bid fair to revive and restore the -old traditions of the family power and success. One of them is in -charge of a branch of the business in England, the other in -Oberammergau. The third son is an officer in the Bavarian army. The -aunt is still the accountant and manager of the house, and the young -people evidently defer to her advice and authority. - -The daughters have been educated in Munich and at convents, and are -gentle, pleasing, refined young women. At the time of the Passion Play -in 1880 they did the honors of their house to hundreds of strangers, -who were at once bewildered and delighted to find, standing behind -their chairs at dinner, young women speaking both English and French, -and as courteously attentive to their guests' every wish as if they -had been extending the hospitality of the "King of Oberammergau," a -half-century back. - -Their house is in itself a record. It stands fronting an irregular -open, where five straggling roadways meet, making common centre of a -big spring, from which water runs ceaselessly day and night into three -large tanks. The house thus commands the village, and it would seem no -less than natural that all post and postal service should centre in -it. It is the largest and far the best house in the place. Its two -huge carved doors stand wide open from morning till night, like those -of an inn. On the right-hand side of the hall is the post-office, -combined with which is the usual universal shop of a country village, -holding everything conceivable, from a Norway dried herring down to -French sewing-silk. On the left-hand side are the warerooms of -wood-carvings: the first two rooms for their sale; behind these, rooms -for storing and for packing the goods, to send away; there are four of -these rooms, and their piled-up cases bear testimony to the extent of -the business they represent. - -A broad, dark, winding stairway leads up to the second floor. Here are -the living-rooms of the family; spacious, sunny, comfortable. At the -farther end of this hall a great iron door leads into the barn; -whenever it is opened, a whiff of the odor of hay sweeps through; and -to put out your head from your chamber-door of a morning, and looking -down the hall, to see straight into a big haymow, is an odd experience -the first time it happens. The house faces southeast, and has a dozen -windows, all the time blazing in sunlight,--a goodly thing in -Oberammergau, where shadow and shade mean reeking damp and chill. On -the south side of the house is an old garden, chiefly apple-orchard; -under these trees, in sunny weather, the family take their meals, and -at the time of the Passion Play more than fifty people often sat down -at outdoor tables there. These trees were like one great aviary, so -full were they of little sparrow-like birds, with breasts of cinnamon -brown color, and black crests on their heads. They chatted and -chattered like magpies, and I hardly ever knew them to be quiet except -for a few minutes every morning, when, at half-past five, the village -herd of fifty cows went by, each cow with a bell at her neck; and all -fifty bells half ringing, half tolling, a broken, drowsy, sleepy, -delicious chime, as if some old sacristan, but half awake, was trying -to ring a peal. At the first note of this the birds always -stopped,--half envious, I fancied. As the chime died away, they broke -out again as shrill as ever, and even the sunrise did not interrupt -them. - -The open square in front of the house is a perpetual stage of -tableaux. The people come and go, and linger there around the great -water-tanks as at a sort of Bethesda, sunk to profaner uses of -every-day cleansing. The commonest labors become picturesque performed -in open air, with a background of mountains, by men and women with -bare heads and bare legs and feet. Whenever I looked out of my windows -I saw a picture worth painting. For instance, a woman washing her -windows in the tanks, holding each window under the running stream, -tipping it and turning it so quickly in the sunshine that the waters -gliding off it took millions of prismatic hues, till she seemed to be -scrubbing with rainbows; another with two tubs full of clothes, which -she had brought there to wash, her petticoat tucked up to her knees, -her arms bare to the shoulder, a bright red handkerchief knotted round -her head, and her eyes flashing as she beat and lifted, wringing and -tossing the clothes, and flinging out a sharp or a laughing word to -every passer; another coming home at night with a big bundle of green -grass under one arm, her rake over her shoulder, a free, open glance, -and a smile and a bow to a gay postilion watering his horses; another -who had brought, apparently, her whole stock of kitchen utensils -there to be made clean,--jugs and crocks, and brass pans. How they -glittered as she splashed them in and out! She did not wipe them, only -set them down on the ground to dry, which seemed likely to leave them -but half clean, after all. Then there came a dashing young fellow from -the Tyrol, with three kinds of feathers in his green hat, short brown -breeches, bare knees, gray yarn stockings with a pattern of green -wreath knit in at the top, a happy-go-lucky look on his face, stooping -down to take a mouthful of the swift-running water from the spout, and -getting well splashed by missing aim with his mouth, to the uproarious -delight of two women just coming in from their hay-making in the -meadows, one of them balancing a hay-rake and pitchfork on her -shoulder with one hand, and with the other holding her dark-blue -petticoat carefully gathered up in front, full of hay; the other -drawing behind her (not wheeling it) a low, scoop-shaped wheelbarrow -full of green grass and clover,--these are a few of any day's -pictures. And thither came every day Issa Kattan, from Bethlehem of -Judæa,--a brown-skinned, deer-eyed Syrian, who had come all the way -from the Holy Land to offer to the Passion Play pilgrims -mother-of-pearl trinkets wrought in Jerusalem; rosaries of pearl, of -olive-wood, of seeds, scarlet, yellow, and black, wonderfully smooth, -hard, and shining. He wore a brilliant red fez, and told his gentle -lies in a voice as soft as the murmuring of wind in pines. He carried -his wares in a small tray, hung, like a muff, by a cord round his -neck, the rosaries and some strips of bright stuffs hanging down at -each side and swinging back and forth in time to his slow tread. Issa -paced the streets patiently from morn till night, but took good care -to be at this watering-place many times in the course of the day, -chiefly at the morning, and when the laborers were coming home at -sunset. - -Another vender, as industrious as he, but less picturesque, also -haunted the spot: a man who, knowing how dusty the Passion Play -pilgrims would be, had brought brushes to sell,--brushes big, little, -round, square, thick, thin, long, short, cheap, dear, good, bad, and -indifferent; no brush ever made that was not to be found hanging on -that man's body, if you turned him round times enough. That was the -way he carried his wares,--in tiers, strings, strata, all tied -together and on himself in some inexplicable way. One would think he -must have slipped himself into a dozen "cat's-cradles" of twine to -begin with, and then had the brushes netted in and out on this -foundation. All that remained to be seen of him was his head, above -this bristling ball, and his feet shuffling below. To cap the climax -of his grotesqueness, he wore on his back a wooden box, shaped like an -Indian pappoose frame; and in this stood three or four lofty -long-handled brushes for sweeping, which rose far above his head. - -Another peasant woman--a hay-maker--I remember, who came one night; -never again, though I watched longingly for her, or one like her. She -wore a petticoat of umber-brown, a white blouse, a blue apron, a -pink-and-white handkerchief over her head, pinned under her chin; -under one arm she carried a big bunch of tall green grasses, with the -tasselled heads hanging loose far behind her. On the other shoulder -rested her pitchfork, and in the hand that poised the pitchfork she -held a bunch of dahlias, red, white, and yellow. - -But the daintiest and most memorable figure of all that flitted or -tarried here, was a little brown-eyed, golden-haired maiden, not more -than three years old. She lived near by, and often ran away from home. -I saw her sometimes led by the hand, but oftenest without guide or -protector,--never alone, however; for, rain or shine, early or late, -she carried always in her arms a huge puppet, with a face bigger than -her own. It wore a shawl and a knit hood, the child herself being -always bareheaded. It was some time before I could fathom the mystery -of this doll, which seemed shapeless yet bulky, and heavier than the -child could well lift, though she tugged at it faithfully and with an -expression of care, as we often see poor babies in cities lugging -about babies a little younger than themselves. At last I caught the -puppet out one day without its shawl, and the mystery was revealed. It -was a milliner's bonnet-block, on which a face had been painted. No -wonder it seemed heavy and shapeless; below the face was nothing but a -rough base of wood. It appeared that as soon as the thing was given to -the child, she conceived for it a most inconvenient and unmanageable -affection,--would go nowhere without it, would not go to sleep -without it, could hardly be induced to put it for one moment out of -her tired little arms, which could hardly clasp it round. It seemed -but a fitting reward to perpetuate some token of such faithfulness; -and after a good deal of pleading I induced the child's aunt, in whose -charge she lived, to bring her to be photographed with her doll in her -arms. It was not an easy thing to compass this; for the only -photographer of the town, being one of the singers in the chorus, had -small leisure for the practice of his trade in the Passion Play year; -but, won over by the novelty of the subject, he found an odd hour for -us, and made the picture. The little thing was so frightened at the -sight of the strange room and instruments that she utterly refused to -stand alone for a second, which was not so much of a misfortune as I -thought at first, for it gave me the aunt's face also; and a very -characteristic Oberammergau face it is. - -At the same time I also secured a photograph of the good Frau Rutz. It -was an illustration of the inborn dramatic sense in the Oberammergau -people, that when I explained to Frau Rutz that I wished her to sit -for a picture of an Oberammergau woman at her carving, she took the -idea instantly, and appeared prompt to the minute, with a vase of her -own carving, her glue-pot, and all her tools, to lay on the table by -her side. "Do you not think it would be better with these?" she said -simply; then she took up her vase and tool, as if to work, seated -herself at the table in a pose which could not be improved, and looked -up with, "Is this right?" The photographer nodded his head, and, -presto! in five seconds it was done; and Frau Rutz had really been -artist of her own picture. The likeness did her less than justice. Her -face is even more like an old Memling portrait than is the picture. -Weather-beaten, wrinkled, thin,--as old at forty-five as it should be -by rights at sixty,--hers is still a noble and beautiful countenance. -Nothing would so surprise Frau Rutz as to be told this. She laughed -and shook her head when, on giving her one of the photographs, I said -how much I liked it. "If it had another head on it, it might be very -good," she said. She is one of the few women in Oberammergau who do -delicate carving. In the previous winter she had made thirty vases of -this pattern, besides doing much other work. - -Very well I came to know Frau Rutz's chiselled and expressive old face -before I left Oberammergau. The front door of her house stood always -open; and in a tiny kitchen opposite it,--a sort of closet in the -middle of the house, lighted only by one small window opening into the -hall, and by its door, which was never shut,--she was generally to be -seen stirring or skimming, or scouring her bright saucepans. Whenever -she saw us, she ran out with a smile, and the inquiry if there was -anything she could do for us. On the day before the Passion Play she -opened her little shop. It was about the size of a steamboat -stateroom, built over a bit of the sidewalk,--Oberammergau -fashion,--and joined at a slant to the house; it was a set of shelves -roofed over, and with a door to lock at night, not much more: eight -people crowded it tight; but it was packed from sill to roof with -carvings, a large part of which had been made by herself, her husband -and sons, or workmen in their employ, and most of which, I think, were -sold by virtue of the Frau's smile, if it proved as potent a lure to -other buyers as to me. If I drove or walked past her house without -seeing it, I felt as if I had left something behind for which I ought -to go back; and when she waved her hand to us, and stood looking after -us as our horses dashed round the corner, I felt that good luck was -invoked on the drive and the day. - -Driving out of Oberammergau, there are two roads to choose from,--one -up the Ammer, by way of a higher valley, and into closer knots of -mountains, and so on into the Tyrol; the other down the Ammer, through -meadows, doubling and climbing some of the outpost mountains of the -range, and so on out to the plains. On the first road lies Ettal, and -on the other Unterammergau, both within so short a distance of -Oberammergau that they are to be counted in among its pleasures. - -Ettal is one of the twelve beautiful houses which the ecclesiastics -formerly owned in this part of Bavaria. These old monks had a quick -eye for beauty of landscape, as well as a shrewd one for all other -advantages of locality; and in the days of their power and prosperity -they so crowded into these South Bavarian highlands that the region -came to be called "Pfaffenwinkel," or "The Priest's Corner." Abbeys, -priories, and convents--a dozen of them, all rich and powerful--stood -within a day's journey of one another. Of these, Ettal was pre-eminent -for beauty and splendor. It was founded early in the fourteenth -century by a German emperor, who, being ill, was ready to promise -anything to be well again, and being approached at this moment by a -crafty Benedictine, promised to found a Benedictine monastery in the -valley of the Ammer, if the Holy Virgin would restore him to health. -An old tradition says that as the emperor came riding up the steep -Ettaler Berg, at the summit of which the monastery stands, his horse -fell three times on his knees, and refused to go farther. This was -construed to be a sign from heaven to point out the site of the -monastery. But to all unforewarned travellers who have approached -Oberammergau by way of Ettal, and been compelled to walk up the -Ettaler Berg, there will seem small occasion for any suggestion of a -supernatural cause for the emperor's horse tumbling on his knees. A -more unmitigated two miles of severe climb was never built into a -road; the marvel is that it should have occurred to mortal man to do -it, and that there is as yet but one votive tablet by the roadside in -commemoration of death by apoplexy in the attempt to walk up. It was -Alois Pfaurler who did thus die in July, 1866,--and before he was -half-way up, too. Therefore this tablet on the spot of his death has a -depressing effect on people for the latter half of their struggle, and -no doubt makes them go slower. - -How much the Benedictines of Ettal had to do with the Passion Play -which has made Oberammergau so famous, it is now not possible to know. -Those who know most about it disagree. In 1634, the year in which the -play was first performed, it is certain that the Oberammergau -community must have been under the pastoral charge of some one of the -great ecclesiastical establishments in that region; and it is more -than probable that the monks, who were themselves much in the way of -writing and performing in religious plays, first suggested to the -villagers this mode of working for the glory and profit of the Church. - -Their venerable pastor, Daisenberger, to whom they owe the present -version of the Passion Play, was an Ettal monk; and one of the many -plays which he has arranged or written for their dramatic training is -"The Founding of the Monastery of Ettal." The closing stanzas of this -well express the feeling of the Oberammergauer to-day, and no doubt of -the Ettal monk centuries ago, in regard to the incomparable Ammer Thal -region:-- - - "Let God be praised! He hath this vale created - To show to man the glory of his name! - And these wide hills the Lord hath consecrated - Where he his love incessant may proclaim. - - "Ne'er shall decay the valley's greatest treasure, - Madonna, thou the pledge of Heaven's grace! - Her blessings will the Queen of Heaven outmeasure - To her quiet Ettal and Bavaria's race." - -Most travellers who visit Oberammergau know nothing of Unterammergau, -except that the white and brown lines of its roofs and spires make a -charming dotted picture on the Ammer meadows, as seen from the higher -seats in the Passion Play theatre. The little hamlet is not talked -about, not even in guide-books. It sits, a sort of Cinderella, and -meekly does its best to take care of the strangers who come grumbling -to sleep there, once in ten years, only because beds are not to be had -in its more favored sister village farther up the stream. Yet it is no -less picturesque, and a good deal cleaner, than is Oberammergau; gets -hours more of sunshine, a freer sweep of wind, and has compassing it -about a fine stretch of meadow-lands, beautiful to look at, and rich -to reap. - -Its houses are, like those in Oberammergau, chiefly white stucco over -stone, or else dark and painted wood, often the lower story of white -stucco and the upper one of dark wood, with a fringe of balconies, -dried herbs, and wood-piles where the two stories join. Many of the -stuccoed houses are gay with Scripture frescos, more than one hundred -years old, and not faded yet. There are also many of the curious -ancient windows, made of tiny round panes set in lead. When these are -broken, square panes have to be set in. Nobody can make the round ones -any more. On the inside of the brown wooden shutters are paintings of -bright flowers; over the windows, and above the doors, are also -Scripture frescos. One old house is covered with them. One scene is -Saint Francis lying on his back, with his cross by his side; and -another, the coronation of the Virgin Mary, in which God the Father -is represented as a venerable man wrapped in a red and yellow robe, -with a long white beard, resting his hand on the round globe, while -Christ, in a red mantle, is putting the crown on the head of Mary, who -is resplendent in bright blue and red. On another wall is Saint -Joseph, holding the infant Christ on his knee. There must have been a -marvellous secret in the coloring of these old frescos, that they have -so long withstood the snows, rains, and winds of the Ammer valley. The -greater part of them were painted by one Franz Zwink, in the middle of -the last century. The peasants called him the "wind painter," because -he worked with such preternatural rapidity. Many legends attest this; -among others, a droll one of his finding a woman at her churning one -day and asking her for some butter. She refused. "If you'll give me -that butter," said Zwink, "I'll paint a Mother of God for you above -your door." "Very well; it is a bargain," said the woman, "provided -the picture is done as soon as the butter," whereupon Zwink mounted to -the wall, and, his brushes flying as fast as her churn dasher, lo! -when the butter was done, there shone out the fresh Madonna over the -door, and the butter had been fairly earned. Zwink was an athletic -fellow, and walked as swiftly as he painted; gay, moreover, for there -is a tradition of his having run all the way to Munich once for a -dance. Being too poor to hire a horse, he ran thither in one day, -danced all night, and the next day ran back to Oberammergau, fresh and -merry. He was originally only a color-rubber in the studio of one of -the old rococo painters; but certain it is that he either stole or -invented a most triumphant system of coloring, whose secret is unknown -to-day. It is said that in 1790 every house in both Ober and Unter -Ammergau was painted in this way. But repeated fires have destroyed -many of the most valuable frescos, and many others have been -ruthlessly covered up by whitewash. An old history of the valley says -that when the inhabitants saw flames consuming these sacred images, -they wept aloud in terror and grief, not so much for the loss of their -dwellings as for the irreparable loss of the guardian pictures. The -effect of these on a race for three generations,--one after another -growing up in the habit, from earliest infancy, of gazing on the -visible representations of God and Christ and the Mother of God, -placed as if in token of perpetual presence and protection on the very -walls and roofs of their homes--must be incalculably great. Such a -people would be religious by nature, as inherently and organically as -they were hardy of frame by reason of the stern necessities of their -existence. It is a poor proof of the superiority of enlightened, -emancipated, and cultivated intellect, with all its fine analyses of -what God is not, if it tends to hold in scorn or dares to hold in pity -the ignorance which is yet so full of spirituality that it believes it -can even see what God is, and feels safer by night and day with a -cross at each gable of the roof. - -One of the Unterammergau women, seeing me closely studying the frescos -on her house, asked me to come in, and with half-shy hospitality, and -a sort of childlike glee at my interest, showed me every room. The -house is one of some note, as note is reckoned in Unterammergau: it -was built in 1700, is well covered with Zwink's frescos, and bears an -inscription stating that it was the birthplace of one "Max Anrich, -canon of St. Zeno." It is the dwelling now of only humble people, but -has traces of better days in the square-blocked wooden ceilings and -curious old gayly-painted cupboards. Around three sides of the -living-room ran a wooden bench, which made chairs a superfluous -luxury. In one corner, on a raised stone platform, stood a square -stove, surrounded by a broad bench; two steps led up to this bench, -and from the bench, two steps more to the lower round of a ladder-like -stair leading to the chamber overhead. The kitchen had a brick floor, -worn and sunken in hollows; the stove was raised up on a high stone -platform, with a similar bench around it, and the woman explained that -to sit on this bench with your back to the fire was a very good thing -to do in winter. Every nook, every utensil, was shining clean. In one -corner stood a great box full of whetstones, scythe-sharpeners; the -making of these was the industry by which the brothers earned the most -of their money, she said; surely very little money, then, must come -into the house. There were four brothers, three sisters, and the old -mother, who sat at a window smiling foolishly all the time, aged, -imbecile, but very happy. As we drove away, one of the sisters came -running with a few little blossoms she had picked from her balcony; -she halted, disappointed, and too shy to offer them, but her whole -face lighted up with pleasure as I ordered the driver to halt that I -might take her gift. She little knew that I was thinking how much the -hospitality of her people shamed the cold indifference of so-called -finer breeding. - -A few rods on, we came to a barn, in whose open doorway stood two -women threshing wheat with ringing flails. Red handkerchiefs twisted -tight round their heads and down to their eyebrows, barefooted, -bare-legged, bare-armed to the shoulders, swinging their flails -lustily, and laughing as they saw me stop my horses to have a better -look at them; they made one of the vividest pictures I saw in the -Ammer valley. Women often are hired there for this work of threshing, -and they are expected to swing flails with that lusty stroke all day -long for one mark. - - -THE PASSION PLAY AT OBERAMMERGAU. - -The stir the Passion Play brings does not begin in Oberammergau till -the Friday afternoon before the Sabbath of the play. Then, gradually, -as a hum begins and swells in a disturbed hive of bees, begins and -swells the bustle of the incoming of strangers into the little place. -By sunset the crooked lanes and streets are swarming with people who -have all fancied they were coming in good season before the crowd. The -open space in front of George Lang's house was a scene for a painter -as the sun went down on Friday, Sept. 5, 1880. The village herd of -cows was straggling past on its easy homeward way, the fifty bells -tinkling even more sleepily than in the morning; a little goat-herd, -with bright brown eyes, and bright brown partridge feathers in his -hat, was worrying his little flock of goats along in the jam; vehicles -of all sorts,--einspanners, diligences, landaus,--all pulling, -twisting, turning, despairing, were trying to go the drivers did not -know where, and were asking the way helplessly of each other. To -heighten the confusion, a load of hay upset in the middle of the -crowd. Twenty shoulders were under it in a twinkling, and the cart was -rolled on, limping, on three wheels, friendly hands holding up the -corner. Thirty-four vehicles, one after another, halted in front of -George Lang's door. Out of many of them the occupants jumped -confidently, looking much satisfied at sight of so comfortable a -house, and presenting little slips of white paper consigning them to -Mr. Lang's care. Much crestfallen, they re-entered their vehicles, to -be driven to the quarters reserved for them elsewhere. Some argued; -some grumbled; some entreated: all in vain. The decrees of the house -of Lang are like those of the Medes and Persians. - -It was long after midnight before the sound of wheels and voices and -the cracks of postilions' whips ceased under my windows; and it began -again before daylight the next morning. All was hurry and -stir,--crowds going to the early mass; still greater crowds, with -anxious faces, besieging the doors of the building where were to be -issued the numbered tickets for seats at the Play; more crowds coming -in, chiefly pedestrians; peasant men and women in all varieties and -colors of costume; Englishmen in natty travelling-clothes, with white -veils streaming from their hats; Roman Catholic priests in squads, -their square-brimmed hats and high black coats white with dust. Eager, -intent, swift, by hundreds and hundreds they poured in. Without seeing -it, one can never realize what a spectacle is produced by this rushing -in of six thousand people into a little town in the space of -thirty-six hours. There can be nothing like it except in the movements -of armies. Being in the streets was like being in a chorus or -village-fair scene on an opera stage a mile big, and crowded full from -corner to corner. The only thing to do was to abandon one's self to -currents, like a ship afloat, and drift, now down this street and now -down that, now whirl into an eddy and come to a stop, and now hurry -purposelessly on, just as the preponderating push might determine. -Mingled up in it all, in everybody's way and under all the horses' -feet, were dozens of little mites of Oberammergauers, looking five, -six, seven years of age, like lost children, offering for sale "books -of the Passion Play." Every creature above the age of an infant is -busy at this time in other ways in Oberammergau; so it is left for the -babies to hawk the librettos round the streets, and very shrewdly they -do it. Little tots that are trusted with only one book at a time,--all -they can carry,--as soon as it is sold, grab the pennies in chubby -hands and toddle home after another. - -As the day wore on, the crowd and the hum of it increased into a jam -and a racket. By four o'clock it was a din of wheels, cracking whips, -and postilions' cries. Great diligences, loaded down till they -squeaked and groaned on their axles; hay-wagons of all sizes, rigged -with white cloth stretched on poles for a cover, and rough planks -fastened to the sides for seats, came in procession, all packed with -the country people; hundreds of shabby einspanners, bringing two or -three, and sometimes a fourth holding on behind with dangling feet; -fine travelling-carriages of rich people, their postilions decked in -blue and silver, with shining black hats, and brass horns swung over -their shoulders by green and white cords and tassels,--on they came -into the twist and tangle, making it worse, minute by minute. - -Most remarkable among all the remarkable costumes to be seen was that -of an old woman from Dachau. She was only a peasant, but she was a -peasant of some estate and degree. She had come as escort and maid for -four young women belonging to a Roman Catholic institution, and -wearing its plain uniform. The contrast between the young ladies' -conventional garb of black and white and the blazing toilet of their -guide and protector was ludicrous. She wore a jacket of brocade stiff -with red, green, and silver embroidery; the sleeves puffed out big at -the shoulder, straight and tight below to the wrist. It came down -behind only a little lower than her shoulder-blades, and it was open -in front from the throat to the waist-belt, showing beneath a solid -mass of gold and silver braid. Nine enormous silver buttons were sewed -on each side the fronts; a scarf of soft black silk was fastened tight -round her throat by a superb silver ornament, all twists and chains -and disks. Her black woollen petticoat was laid in small, close -flutings, straight from belt to hem, edged with scarlet, and -apparently was stiff enough to stand alone. It was held out from her -body, just below the belt, by a stiff rope coil underneath it, making -a tight, hard, round ridge just below her waist, and nearly doubling -her apparent size. All the women in Dachau must be as "thick" as that, -she said; and "lovers must have long arms to reach round them!" The -jacket, petticoat, and scarf, and all her ornaments, had belonged to -her grandmother. What a comment on the quality of the fabrics and the -perpetuity of a fashion! She was as elegant to-day as her ancestor had -been nearly a century before her. On her head she wore a structure of -brocaded black ribbon, built up into high projecting horns or towers, -and floating in streamers behind. As she herself was nearly six feet -tall, this shining brocade fortress on the top of her head moved about -above the heads of the crowd like something carried aloft for show in -a procession. - -Another interesting sight was the peasants who had come bringing -edelweiss and blue gentians to sell,--great bunches of the lovely dark -blue chalices, drooping a little, but wonderfully fresh to have come -two days, or even three, from home; the edelweiss blossoms were there -by sheaves, and ten pfennigs a flower seemed none too much to pay to a -man who had climbed among dangerous glaciers to pick it, and had -walked three whole days to bring it to market. - -The very poor people, who had walked, were the most interesting. They -came in groups, evidently families, two women to one man; carrying -their provisions in baskets, bundles, or knapsacks; worn and haggard -with dust and fatigue, but wearing a noticeable look of earnestness, -almost of exaltation. Many of them had walked forty or fifty miles; -they had brought only black bread to eat; they would sleep the two -nights on hay in some barn,--those of them who had had the great good -fortune to secure such a luxury; the rest--and that meant -hundreds--would sit on the ground anywhere where they could find a -spot clear and a rest for their heads; and after two nights and a day -of this, they trudged back again their forty miles or fifty, -refreshed, glad, and satisfied for the rest of their lives. This is -what the Passion Play means to the devout, ignorant Catholic peasant -of Bavaria to-day, and this is what it has meant to his race for -hundreds of years. - -The antagonism and enlightenment of the Reformation did not reach the -Bavarian peasant,--did not so much as disturb his reverence for the -tangible tokens and presentations of his religion. He did not so much -as know when miracle plays were cast out and forbidden in other -countries. But it was sixty-one years later than this that the -Oberammergau people, stricken with terror at a plague in their -village, knew no better device to stay it than to vow to God the -performance of a Play of the Divine Passion of Christ. It is as holy a -thing to the masses of them now as it was then; and no one can do -justice to the play, even as a dramatic spectacle, who does not look -at it with recognition of this fact. - -The early history of the Play itself is not known. The oldest -text-book of it now extant bears the date 1662,--nearly a generation -later than the first performance of it in Oberammergau. This -manuscript is still in possession of the Lang family, and is greatly -amusing in parts. The prologue gives an account of the New Testament -plan of salvation, and exhorts all people to avail themselves of it -with gratitude and devotion. At this juncture in rushes a demon -messenger from the devil, bearing a letter, which he unfolds and -reads. In this letter the devil requests all the people not to yield -to the influence of this play, asks them to make all the discordant -noises they can while it is going on, and promises to reward them well -if they will do so. The letter is signed: "I, Lucifer, Dog of Hell, in -my hellish house, where the fire pours out of the windows." The demon, -having read the letter aloud, folds it up and addresses the audience, -saying: "Now you have heard what my master wishes. He is a very good -master, and will reward you! Hie, Devil! up and away!" with which he -leaps off the stage, and the play at once begins, opening with a scene -laid in Bethany,--a meeting between Christ and his disciples. These -grotesque fancies, quips, and cranks were gradually banished from the -Play. Every year it was more or less altered, priest after priest -revising or rewriting it, down to the time of the now venerable -Daisenberger, who spent his youth in the monastery of Ettal, and first -saw the Passion Play acted at Oberammergau in 1830. - -In 1845 the Oberammergau people, in unanimous enthusiasm, demanded to -have Daisenberger appointed as their pastor. He at once identified -himself warmly with the dramatic as well as the spiritual life of the -community; and it is to his learning and skill that the final -admirable form of the Passion Play, and the villagers' wonderful -success in rendering it, are due. He has written many Biblical dramas -and historical plays founded on incidents in the history of Bavaria. -Chief among these are: "The Founding of the Monastery of Ettal," -"Theolinda," "King Heinrich and Duke Arnold of Bavaria," "Otto Von -Wittelsbach at the Veronese Hermitage," "The Bavarians in the -Peasants' War," "Luitberge, Duchess of Bavaria." He has also -dramatized some of the legends of the saints, and has translated the -"Antigone" of Sophocles and arranged it for the Oberammergau stage. A -half-century's training under the guidance of so learned and dramatic -a writer, who added to his learning and fine dramatic faculty a -profound spirituality and passionate adherence to the faiths and -dogmas of the Church, might well create, in a simple religious -community, a capacity and a fervor even greater than have been shown -by the Oberammergau people. To understand the extent and the method of -their attainment, it is needful to realize all this; but no amount of -study of the details of the long process can fully convey or set forth -the subtle influences which must have pervaded the very air of the -place during these years. The acting of plays has been not only the -one recreation of their life, otherwise hard-worked, sombre, and -stern,--it has been their one channel for the two greatest passions of -the human heart,--love of approbation and the instinct of religious -worship; for the Oberammergau peasant, both these passions have -centred on and in his chance to win fame, please his priest, and honor -God, by playing well some worthy part in the Passion Play. The hope -and the ambition for this have been the earliest emotions roused in -the Oberammergau child's breast. In the tableaux of the Play even very -young children take part, and it is said that it has always been the -reward held up to them as soon as they could know what the words -meant: "If thou art good, thou mayest possibly have the honor of being -selected to play in the Passion Play when the year comes round." Not -to be considered fit to take any part in the Play is held, in -Oberammergau, to be disgrace; while to be regarded as worthy to render -the part of the Christus is the greatest honor which a man can receive -in this world. To take away from an actor a part he has once played is -a shame that can hardly be borne; and it is on record that once a man -to whom this had happened sank into a melancholy which became madness. - -When the time approaches for the choice of the actors and the -assignment of the parts, the whole village is in a turmoil. The -selections and assignments are made by a committee of forty-five, -presided over by the priest and by the venerable "Geistlicher Rath" -Daisenberger, who, now in his eightieth year, still takes the keenest -interest in all the dramatic performances of his pupils. The election -day is in the last week of December of the year before the Play; and -the members of the committee, before going to this meeting, attend a -mass in the church. The deciding as to the players for 1880 took -three days' time, and great heart-burnings were experienced in the -community. In regard to the half-dozen prominent parts there is rarely -much disagreement; but as there are some seven hundred actors required -for the Play, there must inevitably be antagonisms and jealousies -among the minor characters. However, when the result of the -discussions and votes of the committee is made public, all dissension -ceases. One of the older actors is appointed to take charge of the -rehearsals, and from his authority there is no appeal. Each player is -required to rehearse his part four times a week; and as early in the -spring as the snow is out of the theatre the final rehearsals begin. -Thus each Passion Play year is a year of very hard work for the -Oberammergauers. Except for their constant familiarity with stage -routine and unbroken habit of stage representation through the -intervening years, they would never be able to endure the strain of -the Passion Play summers; and as it is, they look wan and worn before -the season is ended. - -It is a thankless return that they have received at the hands of some -travellers, who have seen in the Passion Play little more than a show -of mountebanks acting for money. The truth is that the individual -performers receive an incredibly small share of the profits of the -Play. There is not another village in the world whose members would -work so hard, and at so great personal sacrifice, for the good of -their community and their Church. Every dollar of the money received -goes into the hands of a committee selected by the people. After all -the costs are paid, the profits are divided into four portions: one -quarter is set aside to be expended for the Church, for the school, -and for the poor; another for the improvement of the village, for -repairs of highways, public buildings, etc.; a third is divided among -the tax-paying citizens of the town who have incurred the expense of -preparing for the Play, buying the costumes, etc. The remaining -quarter is apportioned among the players, according to the importance -of their respective parts; as there are seven hundred of them, it is -easy to see that the individual gains cannot be very great. - -The music of the Play, as now performed, was written in 1814, by -Rochus Dedler, an Oberammergau schoolmaster. It has for many years -been made a _sine qua non_ of this position in Oberammergau that the -master must be a musician, and, if possible, a composer; and Dedler is -not the only composer who has been content in the humble position of -schoolmaster in this village of peasants. Every day the children are -drilled in chorus singing and in recitative; with masses and other -church music they are early made familiar. Thus is every avenue of -training made to minister to the development of material for the -perfection of the Passion Play. - -Dedler is said to have been a man of almost inspired nature. He wrote -often by night, and with preternatural rapidity. The music of the -Passion Play was begun on the evening of Trinity Sunday; he called his -six children together, made them kneel in a circle around him, and -saying, "Now I begin," ordered them all to devote themselves to -earnest prayer for him that he might write music worthy of the good -themes of the Play. The last notes were written on the following -Christmas Day, and they are indeed worthy of the story for which they -are at once the expression and the setting. The harmonies are -dignified, simple, and tender, with movements at times much resembling -some of Mozart's Masses. Many of the chorals are full of solemn -beauty. A daughter of Dedler's is still living in Munich; and to her -the grateful and honest-minded Oberammergau people have sent, after -each performance of the Passion Play, a sum of money in token of their -sense of indebtedness to her father's work. - -The Passion Play cannot be considered solely as a drama; neither is it -to be considered simply as a historical panorama, presenting the -salient points in the earthly career of Jesus called Christ. To -consider it in either of these ways, or to behold it in the spirit -born of either of these two views, is to do only partial justice to -it. Whatever there might have been in the beginning of theatrical show -and diversion and fantastic conceit about it, has been long ago -eliminated. Generation after generation of devout and holy men have -looked upon it more and more as a vehicle for the profoundest truths -of their religion, and have added to it, scene by scene, speech by -speech, everything which in their esteem could enhance its solemnity -and make clear its teaching. However much one may disagree with its -doctrines, reject its assumptions, or question its interpretations, -that is no reason for overlooking its significance as a tangible and -rounded presentation of that scheme of the redemption of the world in -which to-day millions of men and women have full faith. It is by no -means distinctively a Roman Catholic presentation of this scheme; it -is Christian. The Holy Virgin of the Roman Catholic Church is, in this -play, from first to last, only the mother of Jesus,--the mother whom -all lovers and followers of Jesus, wherever they place him or her, -however they define his nature and her relations to him, yet hold -blessed among the women who have given birth to leaders and saviors of -men. - -This presentation of the scheme of redemption seeks to portray not -only the scenes of the life of Jesus on earth, but the typical -foreshadowing of it in the Old Testament narratives,--its prophecy as -well as its fulfilment. To this end there are given, before each act -of the Play, tableaux of Old Testament events, supposed to be directly -typical, and intended to be prophetic, of the scenes in Christ's life -which are depicted in the act following. These are selected with -skill, and rendered with marvellous effect. For instance, a tableau of -the plotting of Joseph's brethren to sell him into Egypt, is given -before the act in which the Jewish priests in the full council of the -Sanhedrim plot the death of Jesus; a tableau of the miraculous fall of -manna for the Israelites in the wilderness, before the act in which is -given Christ's Last Supper with his Disciples; the sale of Joseph to -the Midianites before the bargain of Judas with the priests for the -betrayal of Jesus; the death of Abel, and Cain's despair, before the -act in which Judas, driven mad by remorse, throws down at the feet of -the priests the "price of blood," and rushes out to hang himself; -Daniel defending himself to Darius, before the act in which Jesus is -brought into the presence of Pilate for trial; the sacrifice of Isaac, -before the scourging of Jesus and his crowning with the thorns: these -are a few of the best and most relevant ones. - -The Play is divided into eighteen acts, and covers the time from -Christ's entry into Jerusalem at the time of his driving the -money-changers out of the temple till his ascension. The salient -points, both historical and graphic, are admirably chosen for a -continuous representation. In the second act is seen the High Council -of the Jewish Sanhedrim plotting measures for the ruin and death of -Jesus. This is followed by his Departure from Bethany, the Last -Journey to Jerusalem, the Last Supper, the Final Interview between -Judas and the Sanhedrim, the Betrayal in the Garden of Gethsemane. - -The performance of the Play up to this point consumes four hours; and -as there is here a natural break in the action, an interval of an -hour's rest is taken. It comes none too soon, either to actors or -spectators, after so long a strain of unbroken attention and deep -emotion. - -The next act is the bringing of Jesus before the High-Priest Annas; -Annas orders him taken before Caiaphas, and this is the ninth act of -the Play. Then follow: The Despair of Judas and his Bitter Reproaches -to the Sanhedrim, The Interview between Jesus and Pilate, His -Appearance before Herod, His Scourging and Crowning with Thorns, The -Pronouncing of his Death Sentence by Pilate, The Ascent to Golgotha, -The Crucifixion and Burial, The Resurrection and Ascension. The whole -lesson of Christ's life, the whole lesson of Christ's death, are thus -shown, taught, impressed with a vividness which one must be callous -not to feel. The quality or condition of mind which can remain to the -end either unmoved or antagonistic is not to be envied. But, setting -aside all and every consideration of the moral quality of the Play, -looking at it simply as a dramatic spectacle, as a matter of acting, -of pictorial effects, it is impossible to deny to it a place among the -masterly theatrical representations of the world. One's natural -incredulity as to the possibility of true dramatic skill on the part -of comparatively unlettered peasants melts and disappears at sight of -the first act, The Entry of Christ into Jerusalem. - -The stage, open to the sky, with a background so ingeniously arranged -as to give a good representation of several streets of the city, is -crowded in a few moments by five hundred men and women and children, -all waving palm branches, singing hosannas, and crowding around the -central figure of Jesus riding on an ass. The verisimilitude of the -scene is bewildering. The splendor of the colors is dazzling. Watching -this crowd of five hundred actors closely, one finds not a single -man, woman, or little child performing his part mechanically or -absently. The whole five hundred are acting as if each one regarded -his part as the central and prominent one; in fact, they are so acting -that it does not seem acting: this is characteristic of the acting -throughout the play. There is not a moment's slighting or tameness -anywhere. The most insignificant part is rendered as honestly as the -most important, and with the same abandon and fervor. There are -myriads of little by-plays and touches, which one hardly recognizes in -the first seeing of it, the interest is so intense and the movement so -rapid; but, seeing it a second time, one is almost more impressed by -these perfections in minor points than by the rendering of the chief -parts. The scribes who sit quietly writing in the foreground of the -Sanhedrim Court; the disciples who have nothing to do but to appear to -listen while Jesus speaks; the money-changers picking up their coins; -the messengers who come with only a word or two to speak; the soldiers -drawing lots among themselves in a group for Jesus' garments, at a -moment when all attention might be supposed to be concentrated on the -central figures of the Crucifixion,--every one of these acts with an -enthusiasm and absorption only to be explained by the mingling of a -certain element of religious fervor with native and long-trained -dramatic instinct. - -This dramatic instinct is shown almost as much in the tableaux as in -the acting. The poses and grouping are wonderful, and the power of -remaining a long time motionless is certainly a trait which the -Oberammergau people possess to a well-nigh superhuman extent. The -curtain remained up, during many of these tableaux, five and seven -minutes; and there was not a trace of unsteadiness to be seen in one -of the characters. Even through a powerful glass I could not detect so -much as the twitching of a muscle. This is especially noticeable in -the tableau of the Fall of Manna in the Wilderness, which is one of -the finest of the Play. There are in it more than four hundred -persons; one hundred and fifty of them are children, some not over -three years of age. These children are conspicuously grouped in the -foreground; many of them are in attitudes which must be difficult to -keep,--bent on one knee or with outstretched hand or with uplifted -face,--but not one of the little creatures stirs head or foot or eye. -Neither is there to be seen, as the curtain begins to fall, any tremor -of preparation to move. Motionless as death they stand till the -curtain shuts even their feet from view. Too much praise cannot be -bestowed on the fidelity, accuracy, and beauty of the costumes. They -are gorgeous in color and fabric, and have been studied carefully from -the best authorities extant, and are not the least among the surprises -which the Play affords to all who go to see it expecting it to be on -the plane of ordinary theatrical representations. The splendor of some -of the more crowded scenes is rarely equalled: such a combination of -severe simplicity of outlines and contours, classic models of drapery, -with brilliancy of coloring, is not to be seen in any other play now -acted. - -The high-water mark of the acting in the Play seems to me to be -reached, not in the Christus, but by Judas. This part is played by an -old man, Gregory Lechner. He is over sixty years of age, and his snowy -beard and his hair have to be dyed to the red hue which is desired for -the crafty Judas's face. From the time when, in Simon's house, he -stands by, grumbling at the waste of the precious ointment poured by -Mary Magdalene on the feet of Jesus, to the last moment of his -wretched existence, when he is seen wandering in a desolate -wilderness, about to take his own life in his remorse and despair, -Judas' acting is superb. Face, attitudes, voice, action,--all are -grandly true to the character, and marvellously full of life. It would -be considered splendid acting on any stage in the world. Nothing could -surpass its subtlety and fineness of conception, or the fire of its -rendering. It is a conception quite unlike those ordinarily held of -the character of Judas; ascribes the betrayal neither to a wilful, -malignant treachery, nor, as is sometimes done, to a secret purpose of -forcing Jesus to vindicate his claims to divine nature by working a -miracle of discomfiture to his enemies, but to pure, unrestrained -avarice,--the deadliest passion which can get possession of the human -soul. This theory is tenable at every point of Judas' career as -recorded in the Bible, and affords far broader scope for dramatic -delineation than any other theory of his character and conduct. It is, -in fact, the only theory which seems compatible with the entire -belief in the supernatural nature of Jesus. Expecting up to the last -minute that supernatural agencies would hinder the accomplishment of -the Jews' utmost malice, he thought to realize the full benefit of the -price of the betrayal, and yet not seriously imperil either the -ultimate ends or the personal safety of Jesus. The struggle between -the insatiable demon of avarice in his heart and all the nobler -impulses restraining it is a struggle which is to be seen going on in -his thoughts and repeated in his face in every scene in which he -appears; and his final despair and remorse are but the natural -culmination of the deed which he did only under the temporary control -of a passion against which he was all the time struggling, and which -he himself held in detestation and scorn. The gesture and look with -which he at last flings down the bag of silver in the presence of the -assembled Sanhedrim, exclaiming,-- - - "Ye have made me a betrayer! - Release again the innocent One! My - Hands shall be clean," - -are a triumph of dramatic art never to be forgotten. His last words as -he wanders distraught in the dark wastes among barren trees, are one -of the finest monologues of the Play. It was written by the priest -Daisenberger. - - "Oh, were the Master there! Oh, could I see - His face once more! I'd cast me at his feet, - And cling to him, my only saving hope. - But now he lieth in prison,--is, perhaps, - Already murdered by his raging foe,-- - Alas, through my own guilt, through my own guilt! - I am the outcast villain who hath brought - My benefactor to these bonds and death! - The scum of men! There is no help for me! - For me no hope! My crime is much too great! - The tearful crime no penance can make good! - Too late! Too late! For he is dead--and I-- - I am his murderer! - - Thrice unhappy hour - In which my mother gave me to the world! - How long must I drag on this life of shame, - And bear these tortures in my outcast breast? - As one pest-stricken, flee the haunts of men, - And be despised and shunned by all the world? - Not one step farther! Here, O life accursed,-- - Here will I end thee!" - -The character of Christ is, of necessity, far the most difficult part -in the Play. Looking at it either as a rendering of the supernatural -or a portraying of the human Christ, there is apparent at once the -well-nigh insurmountable difficulty in the way of actualizing it in -any man's conception. Only the very profoundest religious fervor could -carry any man through the effort of embodying it on the theory of -Christ's divinity; and no amount of atheistic indifference could carry -a man through the ghastly mockery of acting it on any other theory. -Joseph Maier, who played the part in 1870, 1871, and 1880, is one of -the best-skilled carvers in the village, and, it is said, has never -carved anything but figures of Christ. He is a man of gentle and -religious nature, and is, as any devout Oberammergauer would be, -deeply pervaded by a sense of the solemnity of the function he -performs in the Play. In the main, he acts the part with wonderful -dignity and pathos. The only drawback is a certain undercurrent of -self-consciousness which seems ever apparent in him. Perhaps this is -only one of the limitations inevitably resulting from the over-demand -which the part, once being accepted and regarded as a supernatural -one, must perforce make on human powers. The dignity and dramatic -unity of the Play are much heightened by the admirable manner in which -a chorus is introduced, somewhat like the chorus of the old Greek -plays. It consists of eighteen singers, with a leader styled the -_Choragus_. The appearance and functions of these _Schutzgeister_, or -guardian angels, as they are called, has been thus admirably described -by a writer who has given the best detailed account ever written of -the Passion Play:-- - - "They have dresses of various colors, over which a white tunic - with gold fringe and a colored mantle are worn. Their - appearance on the stage is majestic and solemn. They advance - from the recesses on either side of the proscenium, and take up - their position across the whole extent of the theatre, forming - a slightly concave line. After the chorus has assumed its - position, the choragus gives out in a dramatic manner the - opening address or prologue which introduces each act; the tone - is immediately taken up by the whole chorus, which continues - either in solo, alternately, or in chorus, until the curtain is - raised in order to reveal a _tableau vivant_. At this moment - the choragus retires a few steps backward, and forms with one - half of the band a division on the left of the stage, while - the other half withdraws in like manner to the right. They thus - leave the centre of the stage completely free, and the - spectators have a full view of the tableau thus revealed. A few - seconds having been granted for the contemplation of this - picture, made more solemn by the musical recitation of the - expounders, the curtain falls again, and the two divisions of - the chorus coming forward resume their first position, and - present a front to the audience, observing the same grace in - all their motions as when they parted. The chanting still - continues, and points out the connection between the picture - which has just vanished and the dramatic scene which is - forthwith to succeed. The singers then make their exit. The - task of these Spirit-singers is resumed in the few following - points: They have to prepare the audience for the approaching - scenes. While gratifying the ear by delicious harmonies, they - explain and interpret the relation which shadow bears to - substance,--the connection between the type and its fulfilment. - And as their name implies, they must be ever present as - guardian spirits, as heavenly monitors, during the entire - performance. The addresses of the choragus are all written by - the Geistlicher Rath Daisenberger. They are written in the form - of the ancient strophe and anti-strophe, with the difference - that while in the Greek theatre they were spoken by the - different members of the chorus, they are delivered in the - Passion Play by the choragus alone." - -It is impossible for any description, however accurate and minute, to -give a just idea of the effects produced by this chorus. The handling -of it is perhaps the one thing which, more than any other, lifts the -play to its high plane of dignity and beauty. The costumes are -brilliant in color, and strictly classic in contour,--a full white -tunic, edged with gold at hem and at throat, and simply confined at -the waist by a loose girdle. Over these are worn flowing mantles of -either pale blue, crimson, dull red, grayish purple, green, or -scarlet. These mantles or robes are held in place carelessly by a band -of gold across the breast. Crowns or tiaras of gold on the head -complete the dress, which, for simplicity and grace of outline and -beauty of coloring, could not be surpassed. The rhythmic precision -with which the singers enter, take place, open their lines, and fall -back on the right and left, is a marvel, until one learns that a -diagram of their movement is marked out on the floor, and that the -mysterious exactness and uniformity of their positions are simply the -result of following each time the constantly marked lines on the -stage. Their motions are slow and solemn, their expressions exalted -and rapt; they also are actors in the grand scheme of the Play. - -On the morning of the Play the whole village is astir before light; in -fact, the village proper can hardly be said to have slept at all, for -seven hundred out of its twelve hundred inhabitants are actors in the -play, and are to be ready to attend a solemn mass at daylight. - -Before eight o'clock every seat in the theatre is filled. There is no -confusion, no noise. The proportion of those who have come to the play -with as solemn a feeling as they would have followed the steps of the -living Christ in Judæa is so large that the contagion of their devout -atmosphere spreads even to the most indifferent spectators, commanding -quiet and serious demeanor. - -The firing of a cannon announces the moment of beginning. Slow, -swelling strains come from the orchestra; the stately chorus enters on -the stage; the music stops; the leader gives a few words of prologue -or argument, and immediately the chorus breaks into song. - -From this moment to the end, eight long hours, with only one hour's -rest at noon, the movement of this play is continuous. It is a -wonderful instance of endurance on the part of the actors; the stage -being entirely uncovered, sun and rain alike beat on their unprotected -heads. The greater part of the auditorium also is uncovered, and there -have been several instances in which the play has been performed in a -violent storm of rain, thousands of spectators sitting drenched from -beginning to end of the performance. - -How incomparably the effects are, in sunny weather, heightened by this -background of mountain and sky, fine distances, and vistas of mountain -and meadow, and the canopy of heaven overhead, it is impossible to -express; one only wonders, on seeing it, that outdoor theatres have -not become a common summer pleasure for the whole world. - -When birds fly over, they cast fluttering shadows of their wings on -the front of Pilate's and Caiaphas' homes, as naturally as did Judæan -sparrows two thousand years ago. Even butterflies flitting past cast -their tiny shadows on the stage; one bird paused, hovered, as if -pondering what it all could mean, circled two or three times over the -heads of the multitude, and then alighted on one of the wall-posts and -watched for some time. Great banks of white cumulus clouds gathered -and rested, dissolved and floated away, as the morning grew to -noonday, and the noonday wore on toward night. This closeness of -Nature is an accessory of illimitable effect; the visible presence of -the sky seems a witness to invisible presences beyond it, and a direct -bond with them. There must be many a soul, I am sure, who has felt -closer to the world of spiritual existences, while listening to the -music of the Oberammergau Passion Play, than in any other hour of his -life; and who can never, so long as he lives, read without emotion the -closing words of the venerable Daisenberger's little "History of -Oberammergau:"-- - - "May the strangers who come to this Holy Passion Play become, - by reading this book, more friendly with Ammergau; and may it - sometimes, after they have returned to their homes, renew in - them the memory of this quiet mountain valley." - - University Press: John Wilson & Son, Cambridge. - - -FOOTNOTE: - -[9] Betrothed. - - - - -_Messrs. Roberts Brothers' Publications._ - - -RAMONA: A STORY. - -BY HELEN JACKSON (H. H.). - -12mo Cloth. Price $1.50 - -_The Atlantic Monthly_ says of the author that she is "a Murillo in -literature," and that the story "is one of the most artistic creations -of American literature." 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You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org - - -Title: Glimpses of Three Coasts - -Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - -Release Date: February 4, 2013 [EBook #42009] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK GLIMPSES OF THREE COASTS *** - - - - -Produced by Melissa McDaniel and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - - - - - -</pre> - +<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 42009 ***</div> <div class="tnbox"> <p class="center"><b>Transcriber's Note:</b></p> @@ -434,7 +396,7 @@ that they are plains; the high mountain valleys; the rounded plateaus of the Great Basin, as it is called, of which the Bernardino Mountains are the southern rim; <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">5</a></span> -and the river valleys or cañons,—these last running at +and the river valleys or cañons,—these last running at angles to the mountain and shore lines.</p> <p>When the air in these valleys becomes heated by the @@ -451,7 +413,7 @@ belts: the first, along the coast, a narrow one, from one to fifteen miles wide. In this grow some of the deciduous fruits, corn, pumpkins, and grain. Dairy and stock interests flourish. The nearness of the sea makes the air -cool, with fogs at night. There are many <i>ciénagas</i>, or +cool, with fogs at night. There are many <i>ciénagas</i>, or marshy regions, where grass is green all the year round, and water is near the surface everywhere. Citrus fruits do not flourish in this belt, except in sheltered spots at the @@ -473,7 +435,7 @@ is good.</p> and tertiary epochs. The most remarkable thing about them is their great depth. It is not uncommon, in making wells, to find the soil the same to a depth of one -hundred feet; the same thing is to be observed in cañons, +hundred feet; the same thing is to be observed in cañons, cuts, and exposed bluffs on the sea-shore. This accounts for the great fertility of much of the land. Crops are raised year after year, sometimes for twenty successive @@ -1140,7 +1102,7 @@ to Congress of explorations on the Pacific coast in Sierra Nevadas.</p> <p>The bee ranches are always picturesque; they are usually -in cañons or on wooded foot-hills, and their villages of tiny +in cañons or on wooded foot-hills, and their villages of tiny bright-colored hives look like gay Lilliputian encampments. It has appeared to me that men becoming guardians of bees acquire a peculiar calm philosophy, and are superior @@ -1155,7 +1117,7 @@ toward all creatures.</p> <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">19</a></span></p> <p>A striking instance of this is to be seen in one of the -most beautiful cañons of the San Gabriel valley, where, +most beautiful cañons of the San Gabriel valley, where, living in a three-roomed, redwood log cabin, with a vine-covered booth in front, is an old man kings might envy.</p> @@ -1165,14 +1127,14 @@ the head of a brook-swept gorge, four fifths precipice and rock. In the two miles between his cabin and the mouth of the gorge, the trail and the brook change sides sixteen times. When the brook is at its best, the trail goes under -altogether, and there is no getting up or down the cañon. +altogether, and there is no getting up or down the cañon. Here, with a village of bees for companions, the old man has lived for a dozen years. While the bees are off at work, he sits at home and weaves, out of the gnarled stems and roots of manzanita and laurels, curious baskets, chairs, and brackets, for which he finds ready market in Los Angeles. He knows every tree and shrub in the -cañon, and has a fancy for collecting specimens of all the +cañon, and has a fancy for collecting specimens of all the native woods of the region. These he shapes into paper-cutters, and polishes them till they are like satin. He came from Ohio forty years ago, and has lived in a score @@ -1368,7 +1330,7 @@ to pose and stand, even in the most difficult attitudes, as long as was required. Those who had done so asked, like children, if their names could not be put in the book; so I wrote them all down: "Juan Canero, Juan Rivera, -Felipe Ybara, José Jesus Lopez, and Domingo Garcia." +Felipe Ybara, José Jesus Lopez, and Domingo Garcia." The space they will fill is a little thing to give; and there is a satisfaction in the good faith of printing them, though the shearers will most assuredly never know it.</p> @@ -1467,7 +1429,7 @@ acres as a small one.</p> <p>Ten years ago this ranch was a bare, desolate sheep ranch,—not a tree on it, excepting the oaks and sycamores -in the cañons. To-day it has twelve hundred acres +in the cañons. To-day it has twelve hundred acres under high cultivation; and driving from field to field, orchard to orchard, one drives, if he sees the whole of the ranch, over eleven miles of good made road. There are @@ -1501,11 +1463,11 @@ By curves and bends and sharp turns, all the time with new views, and new colors from changes of crop, with exquisite glimpses of the sea shot through here and there, it finally, at the end of a mile, reaches the brink of an -oak-canopied cañon. In the mouth of this cañon stands +oak-canopied cañon. In the mouth of this cañon stands the house, fronting south on a sunny meadow and garden space, walled in on three sides by eucalyptus trees.</p> -<p>To describe the oak kingdom of this cañon would be +<p>To describe the oak kingdom of this cañon would be to begin far back of all known kingdoms of the country. The branches are a network of rafters upholding roof canopies of boughs and leaves so solid that the sun's rays @@ -1513,13 +1475,13 @@ pierce them only brokenly, making on the ground a dancing carpet of brown and gold flecks even in winter, and in summer a shade lighted only by starry glints.</p> -<p>Farther up the cañon are sycamores, no less stately +<p>Farther up the cañon are sycamores, no less stately than the oaks, their limbs gnarled and twisted as if they had won their places by splendid wrestle.</p> -<p>These oak-and-sycamore-filled cañons are the most -beautiful of the South California cañons; though the -soft, chaparral-walled cañons would, in some lights, press +<p>These oak-and-sycamore-filled cañons are the most +beautiful of the South California cañons; though the +soft, chaparral-walled cañons would, in some lights, press them hard for supremacy of place. Nobody will ever, by pencil or brush or pen, fairly render the beauty of the mysterious, undefined, undefinable chaparral. Matted, @@ -1528,19 +1490,19 @@ All botany may be exhausted in describing it in one place, and it will not avail you in another. But in all places, and made up of whatever hundreds of shrubs it may be, it is the most exquisite carpet surface that Nature has to -show for mountain fronts or cañon sides. Not a color +show for mountain fronts or cañon sides. Not a color that it does not take; not a bloom that it cannot rival; a bank of cloud cannot be softer, or a bed of flowers more varied of hue. Some day, between 1900 and 2000, when South California is at leisure and has native artists, she -will have an artist of cañons, whose life and love and +will have an artist of cañons, whose life and love and <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">27</a></span> work will be spent in picturing them,—the royal oak canopies; the herculean sycamores; the chameleon, velvety chaparral; and the wild, throe-built, water-quarried rock gorges, with their myriad ferns and flowers.</p> -<p>At the head of Mr. Cooper's cañon are broken and jutting +<p>At the head of Mr. Cooper's cañon are broken and jutting sandstone walls, over three hundred feet high, draped with mosses and ferns and all manner of vines. I saw the dainty thalictrum, with its clover-like leaves, standing @@ -1755,7 +1717,7 @@ I had a whole forest of such Junipers!"</p> <p>Studying in the Majorca Convent at the same time with Serra, were three other young monks, beloved and -intimate companions of his,—Palon, Verger, and Crespí. +intimate companions of his,—Palon, Verger, and CrespÃ. The friendship thus early begun never waned; and the hearty and loving co-operation of the four had much to do with the success of the great enterprises in which @@ -1771,7 +1733,7 @@ in 1749, there assembled in Cadiz a great body of missionaries, destined chiefly for Mexico; and Serra and Palon received permission to join the band. Arriving at Cadiz, and finding two vacancies still left in the party, they pleaded -warmly that Crespí and Verger be allowed to go also. At +warmly that Crespà and Verger be allowed to go also. At the very last moment this permission was given, and the four friends joyfully set sail in the same ship.</p> @@ -1885,7 +1847,7 @@ city of Mexico. Galvez tried in vain to detain him; he said he would rather die on the road than not go, but that he should not die, for the Lord would carry him through. However, on the second day out, his pain became so great -that he could neither sit, stand, nor sleep. Portalá, the +that he could neither sit, stand, nor sleep. Portalá, the military commander of the party, implored him to be carried in a litter; but this he could not brook. Calling one of the muleteers to him, he said,—</p> @@ -1914,8 +1876,8 @@ the suffering as a cross, allowed the trouble to be aggravated in every way, by going without shoes or stockings and by taking long journeys on foot.</p> -<p>A diary kept by Father Crespí on his toilsome march -from Velicatá to San Diego is full of quaint and curious entries, +<p>A diary kept by Father Crespà on his toilsome march +from Velicatá to San Diego is full of quaint and curious entries, monotonous in its religious reiterations, but touching <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">36</a></span> in its simplicity and unconscious testimony to his own @@ -1965,7 +1927,7 @@ bearing the names of the heroic men—friars and soldiers of Spain—who on that spot, on May 14, 1769, sang the first Easter hymn heard on California shores.</p> -<p>It was a sore grief for Father Crespí that the commandant +<p>It was a sore grief for Father Crespà that the commandant of the party would not wait here for him to say a mass of thanksgiving; but with the port in sight, impatience could not be restrained, and the little band pushed @@ -1998,9 +1960,9 @@ was founded the Mission of San Diego; and thus was laid the corner-stone of the civilization of California on July 16, 1769.</p> -<p>Two days before this the indefatigable Crespí had set off -with another overland party, Portalá at its head, to find -Monterey. On this journey, also, Father Crespí kept a +<p>Two days before this the indefatigable Crespà had set off +with another overland party, Portalá at its head, to find +Monterey. On this journey, also, Father Crespà kept a diary,—little suspecting, probably, with how much interest it would be studied a century later. It was not strange that with only a compass and seventeenth-century @@ -2028,7 +1990,7 @@ time seventeen of the party were too ill to travel. Twice they halted and held council on the question of abandoning the search. Some were ready to continue as long as the provisions held out, then to eat their mules, and go back -on foot. Fathers Crespí and Gomez volunteered to be +on foot. Fathers Crespà and Gomez volunteered to be left behind alone.</p> <p>At last, on the 11th of November, it was decided to @@ -2071,8 +2033,8 @@ could not be conceived than that of this little, suffering band, separated by leagues of desert and leagues of ocean from all possible succor. At last an examination showed that there were only provisions sufficient left to subsist the -party long enough to make the journey back to Velicatá. -It seemed madness to remain longer; and Governor Portalá, +party long enough to make the journey back to Velicatá. +It seemed madness to remain longer; and Governor Portalá, spite of Father Junipero's entreaties, gave orders to prepare for the abandonment of the missions. He fixed the 20th of March as the last day he would wait for the @@ -2087,7 +2049,7 @@ of the relief-ship must have produced on the minds of devout men who had been starving. The ship appeared for a few moments, then disappeared; doubtless there were some who scoffed at it as a mere apparition. But -Portalá believed, and waited; and, four days later, in the +Portalá believed, and waited; and, four days later, in the ship came!—the "San Antonio," bringing bountiful stores of all that was needed.</p> @@ -2096,7 +2058,7 @@ was lost in organizing expeditions to go once more in search of the mysteriously hidden Monterey. In less than three weeks two parties had set off,—one by sea in the "San Antonio." With this went Father Junipero, still feeble -from illness. Father Crespí, undaunted by his former +from illness. Father CrespÃ, undaunted by his former <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">40</a></span> six months of wandering, joined the land party, reaching the Point of Pines, on Monterey Harbor, seven days @@ -2391,8 +2353,8 @@ in the work. The San Carlos Mission at Monterey was Father Junipero's own charge. There he spent all his time, when not called away by his duties as president of the missions. There he died, and there he was buried. -There, also, his beloved friend and brother, Father Crespí, -labored by his side for thirteen years. Crespí was a sanguine, +There, also, his beloved friend and brother, Father CrespÃ, +labored by his side for thirteen years. Crespà was a sanguine, joyous man, sometimes called El Beato, from his happy temperament. No doubt his gayety made Serra's sunshine in many a dark day; and grief at his death did @@ -2400,7 +2362,7 @@ much to break down the splendid old man's courage and strength. Only a few months before it occurred, they had gone together for a short visit to their comrade, Father Palon, at the San Francisco Mission. When they took -leave of him, Crespí said, "Farewell forever; you will +leave of him, Crespà said, "Farewell forever; you will see me no more." This was late in the autumn of 1781, and on New Year's Day, 1782, he died, aged sixty years, and having spent half of those years in laboring for the @@ -2453,7 +2415,7 @@ hymn "Tantum Ergo,"—</p> <p class="pi1">Veneremur cernui,</p> <p>Et antiquum documentum</p> <p class="pi1">Novo cedat ritui;</p> -<p>Præstet fides supplementum</p> +<p>Præstet fides supplementum</p> <p class="pi1">Sensuum defectui.</p> </div> <div class="stanza"> @@ -2653,7 +2615,7 @@ journey apart from each other.</p> <p>The ten new missions were founded in the following order: Santa Barbara, Dec. 4, 1786; La Purissima, Dec. 8, 1787; Santa Cruz, Sept. 25, 1791; Soledad, Oct. 9, -1791; San José, June 11, 1797; San Juan Bautista, +1791; San José, June 11, 1797; San Juan Bautista, June 24, 1797; San Miguel, July 25, 1797; San Fernando Rey, Sept. 8, 1797; San Luis Rey de Francia, June 18, 1798; Santa Inez, Sept. 7, 1804.</p> @@ -2688,7 +2650,7 @@ and industrious lives, and conforming to the usages of the Catholic religion.</p> <p>A description of the San Luis Rey Mission, written by -De Mofras, an <i>attaché</i> of the French Legation in Mexico +De Mofras, an <i>attaché</i> of the French Legation in Mexico <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">53</a></span> in 1842, gives a clear idea of the form, and some of the methods, of the mission establishments:—</p> @@ -2696,7 +2658,7 @@ methods, of the mission establishments:—</p> <div class="blockquot"> <p> "The building is a quadrilateral, four hundred and fifty feet -square; the church occupies one of its wings; the façade is ornamented +square; the church occupies one of its wings; the façade is ornamented with a gallery. The building is two stories in height. The interior is formed by a court ornamented with fountains, and decorated with trees. Upon the gallery which runs around @@ -2834,7 +2796,7 @@ to go about on foot.</p> <p>The friars were forced, by the very facts of their situation, into the exercise of a constant and abounding hospitality; and this of itself inevitably brought about large -departures from the ascetic <i>régime</i> of living originally +departures from the ascetic <i>régime</i> of living originally preached and practised. Most royally did they discharge the obligations of this hospitality. Travellers' rooms were <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">56</a></span> @@ -3063,7 +3025,7 @@ on or evolve out of savagery anything like civilization.</p> <p>Aiming towards this completing of their colonization <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">61</a></span> plan, the Spanish Government had very early founded the -pueblos of Los Angeles and San José. A second class of +pueblos of Los Angeles and San José. A second class of pueblos, called, in the legal phrase of California's later days, "Presidial Pueblos," had originated in the settlement of the presidios, and gradually grown up around @@ -3310,7 +3272,7 @@ wanted to eat, and the <i>padres</i> were so good and kind: "Bueno tiempo! Bueno tiempo," they say, with a hopeless sigh and shake of the head.</p> -<p>Under the new <i>régime</i> the friars suffered hardly less +<p>Under the new <i>régime</i> the friars suffered hardly less than the Indians. Some fled the country, unable to bear the humiliations and hardships of their positions under the control of the administrators or majors-domo, and @@ -3752,7 +3714,7 @@ Franciscans, the only one remaining in their possession. It is now called a college for apostolic missionary work, and there are living within its walls eight members of the order. One of them is very old,—a friar of the ancient -<i>régime</i>; his benevolent face is well known throughout the +<i>régime</i>; his benevolent face is well known throughout the country, and there are in many a town and remote hamlet men and women who wait always for his coming before they will make confession. He is like St. Francis's first @@ -4007,7 +3969,7 @@ this unfortunate race." of Tulare, Santa Barbara, Los Angeles, and San Diego over fifteen thousand Indians who had been connected with the missions in those counties. They were classified -as the Tulareños, Cahuillas, San Luiseños, and Diegueños, +as the Tulareños, Cahuillas, San Luiseños, and Diegueños, the latter two being practically one nation, speaking one language, and being more generally Christianized than the others. They furnished, Mr. Wilson says, "the majority @@ -4351,7 +4313,7 @@ one are now living the robber whites, who have driven the Indians out; only one Indian still remains in the valley. He earns a meagre living for himself and family by doing day's work for the farmers who have taken his land. The -rest of the Indians are hidden away in the cañons and rifts +rest of the Indians are hidden away in the cañons and rifts of the near hills,—wherever they can find a bit of ground to keep a horse or two and raise a little grain. They have sought the most inaccessible spots, reached often by miles @@ -4360,7 +4322,7 @@ hunted wild beasts. The Catholic priest of San Diego is much beloved by them. He has been their friend for many years. When he goes to hold service, they gather from their various hiding-places and refuges; sometimes, -on a special <i>fête</i> day, over two hundred come. But on +on a special <i>fête</i> day, over two hundred come. But on the day I was there, the priest being a young man who was a stranger to them, only a few were present. It was a pitiful sight. The dilapidated adobe building, empty @@ -4453,7 +4415,7 @@ establishments, one gazes with double grief on such a spectacle as this. Some of these Indian hovels are within a short distance of the beach where the friars first landed, in 1769, and began their work. No doubt, Father Junipero -and Father Crespí, arm in arm, in ardent converse, +and Father CrespÃ, arm in arm, in ardent converse, full of glowing anticipation of the grand future results of their labors, walked again and again, up and down, on the very spot where these miserable wretches are living to-day. @@ -4559,10 +4521,10 @@ the driving out of these Saboba families as the Temeculas and San Pasquales were driven,—by force, just as truly as if at the point of the bayonet.</p> -<p>In one of the beautiful cañons opening on this valley is +<p>In one of the beautiful cañons opening on this valley is the home of Victoriano, an aged chief of the band. He is living with his daughter and grandchildren, in a comfortable -adobe house at the head of the cañon. The vineyard +adobe house at the head of the cañon. The vineyard and peach orchard which his father planted there, are in good bearing. His grandson Jesus, a young man twenty years old, in the summer of 1881 ploughed up and planted @@ -4608,7 +4570,7 @@ quiet and industrious people?</p> <p>Hoping that we may have justice done us, I am</p> <p class="left45">Respectfully yours,<br /> -<span class="smcap i4">José Jesus Castillo</span>.</p> +<span class="smcap i4">José Jesus Castillo</span>.</p> </div> <p>He was at first unwilling to write it, fearing he should @@ -4782,7 +4744,7 @@ rawhide; the whole place was full of chilly gloom, in sharp contrast to the bright valley outside, with its sunlight and silence. This mass was for the soul of an old Indian woman named Margarita, sister of Manuelito, a somewhat -famous chief of several bands of the San Luiseños. +famous chief of several bands of the San Luiseños. Her home was at the Potrero,—a mountain meadow, or pasture, as the word signifies,—about ten miles from Pala, high up the mountain-side, and reached by an almost @@ -5020,7 +4982,7 @@ city named it at their leisure with a long name, musical as a chime of bells. It answered well enough, no doubt, for the first fifty years of the city's life, during which not a municipal record of any sort or kind was written,—"Nuestra -Señora Reina de los Angeles," "Our Lady the +Señora Reina de los Angeles," "Our Lady the Queen of the Angels;" and her portrait made a goodly companion flag, unfurled always by the side of the flag of Spain.</p> @@ -5412,7 +5374,7 @@ pink, and down to dark mahogany; but the forms are grotesque beyond comparison: twists, querls, contortions, a boxful of them is an uncomfortable presence in one's room, and putting them on the fire is like cremating the -vertebræ and double teeth of colossal monsters of the +vertebræ and double teeth of colossal monsters of the Pterodactyl period.</p> <p>The present plaza of the city is near the original plaza @@ -5472,7 +5434,7 @@ more of Los Angeles than its lovely outward semblances and mysterious suggestions, unless he have the good fortune to win past the barrier of proud, sensitive, tender reserve, behind which is hid the life of the few remaining -survivors of the old Spanish and Mexican <i>régime</i>.</p> +survivors of the old Spanish and Mexican <i>régime</i>.</p> <p>Once past this, he gets glimpses of the same stintless hospitality and immeasurable courtesy which gave to the @@ -5783,7 +5745,7 @@ delicate sensitive nostrils, and broad smiling mouth, are all of the Spanish madonna type; and when her low brow is bound, as is often her wont, by turban folds of soft brown or green gauze, her face becomes a picture indeed. -She is the young wife of a gray-headed Mexican señor, of +She is the young wife of a gray-headed Mexican señor, of whom—by his own most gracious permission—I shall speak by his familiar name, Don Antonio. Whoever has the fortune to pass as a friend across the threshold of this @@ -5801,7 +5763,7 @@ moments' call. I stayed three hours, and left carrying with me bewildering treasures of pictures of the olden time.</p> -<p>Don Antonio speaks little English; but the señora +<p>Don Antonio speaks little English; but the señora knows just enough of the language to make her use of it delicious, as she translates for her husband. It is an entrancing sight to watch his dark, weather-beaten face, full @@ -5967,7 +5929,7 @@ intention of becoming a priest, and began his studies at once. These he faithfully pursued for a year, leading all the while a life of great devotion. At the end of that time preparations were made for his ordination at San -José. The day was set, the hour came: he was in the +José. The day was set, the hour came: he was in the sacristy, had put on the sacred vestments, and was just going toward the church door, when he fell to the floor, dead. Soon after this the juggler was banished from the @@ -5996,7 +5958,7 @@ company of men and boys to meet them. He had but one cannon, a small one, tied by ropes on a cart axle. He had but one small keg of powder which was good for anything; all the rest was bad, would merely go off "pouf, pouf," -the señora said, and the ball would pop down near the +the señora said, and the ball would pop down near the mouth of the cannon. With this bad powder he fired his first shots. The Americans laughed; this is child's play, they said, and pushed on closer. Then came a good shot, @@ -6008,7 +5970,7 @@ their flag behind them. And if they had only known it, the Californians had only one more charge left of the good powder, and the next minute it would have been the Californians that would have had to run away -themselves," merrily laughed the señora as she told the +themselves," merrily laughed the señora as she told the tale.</p> <p>This captured flag, with important papers, was intrusted @@ -6158,7 +6120,7 @@ orange-tree, on which were hanging at this time twenty-five hundred oranges, ripe and golden among the glossy leaves. Under this tree my carriage always waited for me. <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">128</a></span> -The señora never allowed me to depart without bringing +The señora never allowed me to depart without bringing to me, in the carriage, farewell gifts of flowers and fruit: clusters of grapes, dried and fresh; great boughs full of oranges, more than I could lift. As I drove away thus, @@ -6434,7 +6396,7 @@ In an hour, driving up on the hills to the west, one finds himself in wildernesses of woods: spruce, maple, cedar, and pine; dogwood, wild syringa, honeysuckle, ferns and brakes fitting in for undergrowth; and below all, white -clover matting the ground. By the roadsides are Linnæa, +clover matting the ground. By the roadsides are Linnæa, red clover, yarrow, May-weed, and dandelion, looking to New England eyes strangely familiar and unfamiliar at once. Never in New England woods and roadsides do @@ -6549,7 +6511,7 @@ course.</p> <p>As we approached the Cascade Mountains, the scenery grew grander with every mile. The river cuts through this -range in a winding cañon, whose sides for a space of four +range in a winding cañon, whose sides for a space of four or five miles are from three to four thousand feet high. But the charm of this pass is not so much in the height and grandeur as in the beauty of its walls. They vary in @@ -6700,7 +6662,7 @@ at last I got Jo to take that, jest as a kind o' momento."</p> <p>The old man was greatly indignant to hear that Chief Joseph was in Indian Territory. He had been out of the -State at the time of the Nez Percé war, and had not heard +State at the time of the Nez Percé war, and had not heard of Joseph's fate.</p> <p>"Well, that was a dirty mean trick!" he exclaimed,—"a @@ -6799,7 +6761,7 @@ picked up a salmon, and waving it in her right hand ran swiftly along towards an outjutting point. She was a gay creature, with scarlet fringed leggings, a pale green blanket, and on her head a twisted handkerchief of a fine old -Dürer red. As she poised herself, and braced backwards +Dürer red. As she poised herself, and braced backwards to throw the salmon on deck, she was a superb figure <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">143</a></span> against the sky; she did not throw straight, and the fish @@ -7543,7 +7505,7 @@ near by, where grew that mountain daisy,</p> <div class="poetry-container"> <div class="poem"> -<p>"Wee, modest, crimson-tippèd flower,"</p> +<p>"Wee, modest, crimson-tippèd flower,"</p> </div></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">162</a></span> @@ -8105,7 +8067,7 @@ might have written about such a show! And what would it not have been given to him to say of the "Genius of Coila, finding her favorite son at the plough, and casting her mantle over him,"—that is, the sculptured monument, or, -as the sexton called it, "Máwsolem," under which he has +as the sexton called it, "Máwsolem," under which he has <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">173</a></span> had the misfortune to be buried. A great Malvern bathwoman, bringing a bathing-sheet to an unwilling patient, @@ -9222,8 +9184,8 @@ named Dee and Mersee. Thys cyte in tyme of Britons was hede and chefe cyte of Venedocia, that is North Wales. Thys cyte in Brytyshe speech bete Carthleon, Chestre in Englyshe, and Cyte of Legyons also. For -there laye a wynter, the legyons that Julius Cæsar sent to -wyne Irlonde. And after, Claudius Cæsar sent legyons +there laye a wynter, the legyons that Julius Cæsar sent to +wyne Irlonde. And after, Claudius Cæsar sent legyons out of the cyte for to wynn the Islands that bee called Orcades. Thys cyte hath plenty of cyne land, of corn, of flesh, and specyally of samon. Thys cyte receyveth grate @@ -9486,7 +9448,7 @@ at the outset. These first stories of the ancient Cestrians are beneath the cellars of the Rows to-day; and every now and then, in deepening a vault or cellar-way, workmen come on old Roman altars, built there by the "Legyons" -of Julius, or Claudius Cæsar, dedicated to "Nymphs and +of Julius, or Claudius Cæsar, dedicated to "Nymphs and Fountains," or other genii of the day; baths, too, with their pillars and perforated tiles still in place, as they were in the days when cleanly and luxurious Roman soldiers @@ -9611,7 +9573,7 @@ dull times for a while in Chester; but at last the people contrived an ingenious resuscitation of the old amusements under new names, and with new themes, to which nobody could object. They dramatized old stories, legends, histories -of kings, and the like. The story of Æneas and +of kings, and the like. The story of Æneas and <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">205</a></span> Queen Dido was one of the first played. No doubt all the "gyauntes" and hobble-de-horses which had not been @@ -9900,7 +9862,7 @@ My own memory of them was darkened forever,—unreasonably so, perhaps; but the antithesis came too suddenly and soon for me ever to separate the pictures.</p> -<p>The archæologist in Chester will frequently be lured +<p>The archæologist in Chester will frequently be lured from its streets to its still more famous walls. This side Rome there is no such piece of Roman masonry work, to <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">211</a></span> @@ -10898,7 +10860,7 @@ women sit crouching in them, selling blueberries and dark bread. One man, clad in sheepskin that looked a hundred years old, I saw trying to sell a bit of sheepskin nearly as old as that he was wearing; another had a basket with -three bunches of wild monkshood, pink spiræa, and blue +three bunches of wild monkshood, pink spiræa, and blue larkspur, and one small saucer full of wild strawberries; boys carrying one pot with a plant growing in it, or a tub of sour milk, or a string of onions, or bunch of juniper @@ -11173,7 +11135,7 @@ Sigurd home from Jerusalem. <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">241</a></span></p> <p>Another memorable Bergen day was a day at Valestrand, -on the island Osteroën. Valestrand is a farm which has +on the island Osteroën. Valestrand is a farm which has been in the possession of Ole Bull's family for several generations, and is still in the possession of Ole Bull's eldest son. It lies two hours' sail north from Bergen,—two @@ -11188,7 +11150,7 @@ hour he will reach its end: all of which is clear profit for the steamboat company, no doubt, but is worrying to travellers; especially to those who leave Bergen of a morning at seven, as we did, invited to breakfast at Valestrand at nine, -and do not see Osteroën's shore till near eleven. People +and do not see Osteroën's shore till near eleven. People who were not going to Valestrand to breakfast that day were eating breakfast on board, all around us: poor people eating cracknels and dry bread out of baskets; well-to-do @@ -11305,8 +11267,8 @@ As the procession passed slowly along, flowers were showered on the coffin, and tears were seen on many faces, but the silence was unbroken.</p> -<p>At the grave, Norway's greatest orator and poet, Björnstjerne -Björnson, spoke a few words of eloquent love and +<p>At the grave, Norway's greatest orator and poet, Björnstjerne +Björnson, spoke a few words of eloquent love and admiration. The grave was made on a commanding spot <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">244</a></span> in the centre of Bergen's old cemetery, in which interments @@ -11834,7 +11796,7 @@ to cross our road by twos and threes. <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">256</a></span></p> <p>High up on the hills, just in the edge of snow patches, -sæters were to be seen, their brown roofs looking as much +sæters were to be seen, their brown roofs looking as much a part of the lonely Nature as did the waterfalls and the pine-trees. On all sides shone the water,—trickling fosses down precipices, outbursting fosses from ravines and dells; @@ -11868,7 +11830,7 @@ turn we came out abreast of the top of the waterfall, and in a moment more had left all the stress and storm and tumult of waters behind us, and glided into a sombre, still roadway beside a calm little river deep in a fir forest. -Only the linnæa had won bloom out of this darkness; its +Only the linnæa had won bloom out of this darkness; its courageous little tendrils wreathed the tree trunks nestled among the savage rocks, and held up myriads of pink cups wet with the ceaseless spray. It was a dreary, lonely @@ -11894,9 +11856,9 @@ shed by the roadside. This shed was the only sign of human habitation to be seen in the region. His horse stood near by, with a big barrel slung on each side: they were barrels of milk, which had just been brought down in -this way from a sæter which we could see, well up in the +this way from a sæter which we could see, well up in the cloud region, far above the woods on the left. Down -the steep path from this sæter the man had walked, and the +the steep path from this sæter the man had walked, and the horse bearing the barrels of milk had followed. Now the barrels were to be put in the cart, and carried to Eide. Ten miles more that milk was to be carried before it @@ -11943,7 +11905,7 @@ from two to four thousand feet high; to the south, west, and north rise the green hills on which the farms lie; above these, again, rise other hills, higher and more distant, where in the edges of the snow tracts or buried in fir forests -are the sæters, the farmers' summer homes.</p> +are the sæters, the farmers' summer homes.</p> <p>As we drove into the village we met the peasants going home from church: the women in short green or black @@ -12062,18 +12024,18 @@ after question, in insatiable curiosity, about the unknown country whither their friends had gone.</p> <p>The wives and daughters of the family were all away, up -at the sæter with the cows; only the men and the servant +at the sæter with the cows; only the men and the servant maids were left at home to make the hay. Would I not <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">261</a></span> -go up to the sæter? The mistress would be distressed +go up to the sæter? The mistress would be distressed that an American lady had visited the farm in her absence. -I could easily go to the sæter in a day. It was only five +I could easily go to the sæter in a day. It was only five hours on horseback, and about a half-hour's walk, at the last, over a path too rough even for riding. Very warmly the men urged Sanna to induce me to make the trip. They themselves would leave the haying and go with me, if I would only go; and I must never think I had seen Norwegian -farming unless I had seen the sæter also, they said.</p> +farming unless I had seen the sæter also, they said.</p> <p>The maids were at dinner in the kitchen. It was a large room, with walls not more than eight feet high, black with @@ -12102,7 +12064,7 @@ through the chimney and the door. A bare wooden table, wooden chairs, a few shelves, where were ranged some iron utensils, were all the furniture of the gloomy room. The maids' dinner consisted of a huge plate of -fladbröd and jugs of milk; nothing else. They would live +fladbröd and jugs of milk; nothing else. They would live on that, Sanna said, for weeks, and work in the hay-fields from sunrise till midnight.</p> @@ -12160,7 +12122,7 @@ sorts, curiously carved and stained wooden spoons, among other things,—a cask full of them, put away to be used "when they had a merry-making." Here also were stacks of <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">263</a></span> -fladbröd. This is the staple of the Norwegian's living; it +fladbröd. This is the staple of the Norwegian's living; it is a coarse bread made of dark flour, in cakes as thin as a wafer and as big round as a barrel. This is baked once a year, in the spring, is piled up in stacks in the storerooms, @@ -12209,7 +12171,7 @@ and these thatched roofs were the only thing that redeemed the gloom of the spot, the sods on these being bright with pansies and grasses and waving raspberry bushes. Here also we found the men of the family alone at home, the -women being gone on their summering at the sæter. The +women being gone on their summering at the sæter. The youngest son showed us freely from room to room, and displayed with some pride the trunks full of blankets and linen, and the rows of women's dresses hanging in the @@ -12257,7 +12219,7 @@ dry bread, and old silver.</p> <p>There were several storerooms in these farm buildings, and they were well filled with food, grain, flour, dried -meats, fish, and towers of fladbröd. Looms with partly +meats, fish, and towers of fladbröd. Looms with partly finished webs of cloth in them were there set away till winter; baskets full of carved yellow spoons hung on the wall. In one of the rooms, standing on the sill of the open @@ -12523,7 +12485,7 @@ wife was not strong, which made it harder for them, as they were obliged always to keep a servant.</p> <p>Even in full sunlight, at nine of the morning, Gudvangen -looked grim and dangerous, and the Nerö Fjord water +looked grim and dangerous, and the Nerö Fjord water black. As we sailed out, the walls of the valley closed up suddenly behind us, as with a snap which might have craunched poor little Gudvangen to death. The fjord is @@ -12750,7 +12712,7 @@ of its exhalation clouds.</p> <p>"The man told me that the pass also is to be passed with horse, the time of the summer, and that all then is to be carried in a pack-saddle to the farm, of his own horse, which is accustomed -to this trip. And when one know the small Lærdalske horses' +to this trip. And when one know the small Lærdalske horses' easiness, and the extraordinary security wherewith they can go upon the most narrow path on the edge of the most dreadful precipices, in that they place or cast the feet so in front of each @@ -12763,7 +12725,7 @@ a little more than twenty-four miles, and shall on the other side of the farm be still more narrow, more difficult, and more dreadful. The farmer himself and his people must often go there to the woods, and for other things for his farm. There belongs to -this farm most excellent sæter and mountain fields, wherefore +this farm most excellent sæter and mountain fields, wherefore the cattle begetting is here of great importance; and also the most excellent tract of firs belong to this farm.</p> @@ -12825,7 +12787,7 @@ of an <i>r</i> was irresistibly attractive. The words of the letter itself were, if not equally original in spelling, at least as unique in arrangement, and altogether the advertisement answered its purposes far better than if it had -been written in good English. The <i>naïveté</i> with which +been written in good English. The <i>naïveté</i> with which the writer went on to say, "I do recommend me," was delicious; and when she herself appeared there was something in her whole personal bearing entirely in keeping @@ -13013,7 +12975,7 @@ was a trifle too short, but this fault only added to the piquancy of the face. I lifted myself on my elbow to look at her. She was gone; and I sank back, thinking of the pictures that the world raved over, so few short years ago, -of the lovely Eugénie. Here was a face strangely like hers, +of the lovely Eugénie. Here was a face strangely like hers, but with far more fire and character,—a Norwegian girl, evidently poor. I was wondering if I should see her again, and how I could manage to set Katrina on her track, and @@ -13435,8 +13397,8 @@ of beautiful gay flowers at the Victoria, but they did not redeem it.</p> <p>"I tink dat place is like a prison more tan it is like a -hótle," said Katrina, as we drove away; in which she was -quite right. "I don't see vhy tey need make a hótle like +hótle," said Katrina, as we drove away; in which she was +quite right. "I don't see vhy tey need make a hótle like dat; nobody vould stay in prison!" At the Hotel Scandinavie, a big room with six sides and five windows pleased her better. "Dis is vat you like," she said; "here @@ -13792,7 +13754,7 @@ die, and leaved her." <p>When we went out to Oscar's Hall, which is a pretty country-seat of the king's, on the beautiful peninsula of -Ladegaardsöen, she was far more interested in the sculptured +Ladegaardsöen, she was far more interested in the sculptured cornice which told the story of Frithiof and Ingeborg, than in any of the more splendid things, or those more suggestive of the life of the king. The rooms are showily @@ -13860,10 +13822,10 @@ old Norway kings, Hakon, thought the peninsula beautiful enough for a wedding morning gift to his queen; but it seems not to have been held so dear by her as it ought, for she gave it away to the monks who lived on the neighboring -island of Hovedöen. Then, in the time of the +island of Hovedöen. Then, in the time of the Reformation, when monks had to scatter and go begging, and monastic properties were lying about loose everywhere, -the Norwegian kings picked up Ladegaardsöen +the Norwegian kings picked up Ladegaardsöen again, and it has been a crown property ever since.</p> <p>One of the most charming of the short drives in what @@ -13907,7 +13869,7 @@ souls so dead to all sense of beauty as to buy the hideous and costly combinations which he insisted upon laying in my lap: a sofa-cushion, square, thick, and hard, of wine-colored velvet, with a sprawling tree and bird laid upon it -in an appliqué pattern cut out of black and white velvet; +in an appliqué pattern cut out of black and white velvet; a long and narrow strip of the same velvet, with the same black and white velvet foliage and poultry, was trimmed at the ends with heavy fringe, and intended for a sideboard @@ -14088,14 +14050,14 @@ it still nothing more than a far-away, changing, luring oasis of sunny gold or wistful green on the mountain-side. Had it been called by any other name, my instinct to leave it unknown might have triumphed; but the words -"Frogner Sæter" were almost as great a lure to the -imagination as the green oasis itself. The sæter, high up +"Frogner Sæter" were almost as great a lure to the +imagination as the green oasis itself. The sæter, high up on some mountain-side, is the fulfilling of the Norwegian out-door life, the key-note of the Norwegian summer. The gentle kine know it as well as their mistresses who go thither with them. Three months in the upper air, in the spicy and fragrant woods,—no matter if it be -solitary and if the work be hard, the sæter life must +solitary and if the work be hard, the sæter life must be the best the Norwegians know,—must elevate and develop them, and strengthen them for their long, sunless winters. I had looked up from the Vossevangen Valley, @@ -14104,14 +14066,14 @@ such gleaming points of lighter green, tossed up as it were on the billowy forests. They were beyond the reach of any methods of ascent at my command; unwillingly I had accepted again and again the wisdom of the farm people, -who said "the road up to the sæter was too hard for those +who said "the road up to the sæter was too hard for those who were not used to it." Reluctantly I had put the -sæter out of my hopes, as a thing to be known only by +sæter out of my hopes, as a thing to be known only by imagination and other people's descriptions. Therefore the -name of the Frogner Sæter was a lure not to be resisted; -a sæter to which one might drive in a comfortable carriage -over a good road could not be the ideal sæter of the wild -country life, but still it was called "sæter;" we would go, +name of the Frogner Sæter was a lure not to be resisted; +a sæter to which one might drive in a comfortable carriage +over a good road could not be the ideal sæter of the wild +country life, but still it was called "sæter;" we would go, and we would take a day for the going and coming.</p> <p>"Dat will be bestest," said Katrina. "I tink you like @@ -14139,7 +14101,7 @@ of all persons in the habit or need of using the word "dynamic."</p> <p>It is five miles from Christiania out and up to the Frogner -Sæter, first through pretty suburban streets which are +Sæter, first through pretty suburban streets which are more roads than streets, with picturesque wooden houses, painted in wonderful colors,—lilac, apple-green, white with orange-colored settings to doors and windows, yellow @@ -14167,7 +14129,7 @@ instantly and good-naturedly attractive, with a suggestion of good fellowship, and sensible, easy-going good times inside and out.</p> -<p>The last three miles of the road to the sæter are steadily +<p>The last three miles of the road to the sæter are steadily up, and all the way through dense woods of fir and spruce,—that grand Norway spruce, which spreads its boughs out generously as palms, and loads down each twig so @@ -14177,7 +14139,7 @@ branches trail out along the ground, and the upper ones fold a little and slant downwards from the middle, as if avalanches of snow had just slid off on each side and bent them. Here were great beds of ferns, clusters of bluebells, -and territories of Linnæa. In June the mountain-side must +and territories of Linnæa. In June the mountain-side must be fragrant with its flowers.</p> <p>Katrina glowed with pleasure. In her colder, barrener @@ -14202,7 +14164,7 @@ home and dem trees to it; but my husband, he would not like it. He likes Bergen house bestest."</p> <p>As we drew near the top, we met carriages coming down. -Evidently it was the custom to drive to the Frogner Sæter.</p> +Evidently it was the custom to drive to the Frogner Sæter.</p> <p>"I tink in dat first carriage were Chews," said Katrina, scornfully. "I do hate dem Chews. I can't bear dat @@ -14225,7 +14187,7 @@ Dat is one good ting."</p> <p>In a small open, part clearing, part natural rocky crest <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_307" id="Page_307">307</a></span> -of the hill, stood the sæter: great spaces of pink heather +of the hill, stood the sæter: great spaces of pink heather to right and left of it, a fir wood walling it on two sides; to the south and the east, a clear off-look over the two bays of the Christiania Fjord, past all their islands, out @@ -14303,7 +14265,7 @@ islands and the land are green. Pine logs in huge fireplaces can warm any room; and persons of the sort that would think of spending Christmas in a fir-wood on a mountain-top could make a house warm even better than -pine logs could do it. Christmas at the Frogner Sæter +pine logs could do it. Christmas at the Frogner Sæter must be a Christmas worth having.</p> <p>"The house is as full as ever it can hold," said the @@ -14323,7 +14285,7 @@ and loved chiming, and laughter and mirth ringing. I think for years to come the picture will be so vivid in my mind that I shall find myself on many a Christmas night mentally listening to the swift bells chiming down the -mountain from the Frogner Sæter.</p> +mountain from the Frogner Sæter.</p> <p>The eastern end of the piazza is closed in by a great window, one single pane of glass like the door; so that in @@ -14541,7 +14503,7 @@ his feet at the same time,—a thing that couldn't be done with any other sort of stove.</p> <p>One of my last days in Christiania was spent on the -island of Hovedöen, a short half-hour's row from the town. +island of Hovedöen, a short half-hour's row from the town. Here are the ruins of an old monastery, dating back to the first half of the twelfth century, and of priceless interest to antiquarians, who tell, inch by inch, among the old grass-grown @@ -14550,7 +14512,7 @@ prayed, and through which arch they walked at vespers. Bits of the old carved cornices are standing everywhere, leaning up against the moss-grown walls, which look much less old for being hoary with moss. One thing they had -in the monastery of Hovedöen,—a well of ice-cold, sparkling +in the monastery of Hovedöen,—a well of ice-cold, sparkling <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_314" id="Page_314">314</a></span> water, which might have consoled them for much lack of wine; and if the limes and poplars and birches were @@ -15004,12 +14966,12 @@ tongue?</p> <div class="poem"> <p class="po1">"Modtag Takken og Farvellet</p> <p>Som Erindring med dem hjem,</p> -<p>Sjönt som Fremmed jeg er stillet</p> +<p>Sjönt som Fremmed jeg er stillet</p> <p>Og som Tjener kun for dem.</p> -<p>Himlen's rige Lön nedbeder</p> +<p>Himlen's rige Lön nedbeder</p> <p>Jeg for Lidet og for Stort,</p> -<p>Mrs. Jackson, Held og Hæder</p> -<p>Fölge dem til Döden's Port."</p> +<p>Mrs. Jackson, Held og Hæder</p> +<p>Fölge dem til Döden's Port."</p> </div></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_322" id="Page_322">322</a></span></p> @@ -15375,7 +15337,7 @@ Denmark, which must have been in those days a great forest of beech and oak to have kept so many till now. It is only a few miles from Frederikssund, also, to Havelse, which is celebrated for its "kitchen middings,"—the -archæological name for kitchen refuse which got buried +archæological name for kitchen refuse which got buried up hundreds of years ago. Even potato parings become highly important if you keep them long enough! They will at least establish the fact that somebody ate potatoes @@ -16848,8 +16810,8 @@ of what happens to you in foreign countries when you pin your faith on people who are said to "speak English here," than by giving you the tale of how I went from Copenhagen to Lubeck. To begin with, I explained to -the porter of the König von Denmark Hotel, who is one of -the English-speaking <i>attachés</i> of that very good hotel, +the porter of the König von Denmark Hotel, who is one of +the English-speaking <i>attachés</i> of that very good hotel, <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_363" id="Page_363">363</a></span> that I wished, in going to Lubeck, to avoid water as much as possible. I endeavored to convey to him that my horror @@ -17076,7 +17038,7 @@ long lines of trees on each side. Roeskilde, Ringsted, Soro,—three towns, but seemingly only one great farm, for seventeen miles out of Copenhagen. Then we began to smell the salt water, and to get a fresh breeze in at the -windows; and presently we came to Kosör, where we were +windows; and presently we came to Kosör, where we were to take boat. A big man in uniform stood at the door of the station, looked at our tickets, said "Kiel," and waved his hand toward a little steamer lying at the dock.</p> @@ -17158,7 +17120,7 @@ dates back to 1100 and 1200, and thereabouts,—which does not sound so very old to you when you have just come from Norway, where a thing is not ancient unless it dates back to somewhere near Christ's time; but for a -mediæval town, Lubeck has a fine flavor of antiquity about +mediæval town, Lubeck has a fine flavor of antiquity about it. It has some splendid old gateways, and plenty of old houses, two-thirds roof, one-third gable, and four-fifths dormer-window, with door-posts and corners carved in the @@ -17497,7 +17459,7 @@ pain to see on the outside doors of what apparently is a cupboard one of Memling's angels (the Gabriel) and the Mary listening to his message. Throwing these doors back, you see life-size figures of four saints,—John, Jerome, Blasius, -and Ægidius. The latter is a grand dark figure, with a +and Ægidius. The latter is a grand dark figure, with a head and face to haunt one. Opening these doors again, you come to the last,—a landscape with the crucifixion in the foreground, and other scenes from the Passion of the @@ -17591,17 +17553,17 @@ beautiful Germany for a birthday present, and be in Berlin on his birthday; and instead of that the Prussians were in Berlin on his birthday."</p> -<p>At Lüneburg we came into the heather. I thought I +<p>At Lüneburg we came into the heather. I thought I knew heather, but I was to discover my mistake. All the heather of my life heretofore—English, Scotch, Norwegian—had been no more than a single sprig by the side of <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_379" id="Page_379">379</a></span> -this. "The dreary Lüneburg Heath," the discriminating +this. "The dreary Lüneburg Heath," the discriminating Baedeker calls it. The man who wrote that phrase must have been not only color-blind, he must have been color-dead! If a mountain is "dreary" when it turns purple pink or pink purple five minutes before the rising sun is -going to flash full on its eastern front, then the Lüneburg +going to flash full on its eastern front, then the Lüneburg Heath is "dreary." Acres of heather, miles of heather; miles after miles, hour after hour, of swift railroad riding, and still heather! The purple and the pink and the @@ -17714,7 +17676,7 @@ that sum is more than the price at ordinary times. I will give you this fifty pfennigs for yourself, and not another pfennig do you get!" I wish that the man that invented the word <i>pfennig</i> had to "do a pour of it for one -tousand year," as dear old Dr. Pröhl said of the teapot +tousand year," as dear old Dr. Pröhl said of the teapot that would not pour without spilling. I think it is the test-word of the German language. The nearest direction I could give for pronouncing it would be: fill your mouth @@ -17795,7 +17757,7 @@ looked like crowds of furry creatures nestled close for protection. Some rollicking school girls, with long hair flying, got into our carriage, and chattered, and ate cake, and giggled; the cars rocked us to and fro on our seats as if we were -in a saddle on a run-away horse in a Colorado cañon. All +in a saddle on a run-away horse in a Colorado cañon. All the rough roads I have ever been on have been smooth gliding in comparison with this. At nine o'clock, Munich, and a note from the dear old "Fraulein" to say that her @@ -18229,7 +18191,7 @@ in front, full of hay; the other drawing behind her (not wheeling it) a low, scoop-shaped wheelbarrow full of green grass and clover,—these are a few of any day's pictures. And thither came every day Issa Kattan, from Bethlehem -of Judæa,—a brown-skinned, deer-eyed Syrian, who had +of Judæa,—a brown-skinned, deer-eyed Syrian, who had come all the way from the Holy Land to offer to the Passion Play pilgrims mother-of-pearl trinkets wrought in Jerusalem; rosaries of pearl, of olive-wood, of seeds, @@ -19289,7 +19251,7 @@ ready to attend a solemn mass at daylight.</p> There is no confusion, no noise. The proportion of those who have come to the play with as solemn a feeling as they would have followed the steps of the living Christ in -Judæa is so large that the contagion of their devout atmosphere +Judæa is so large that the contagion of their devout atmosphere spreads even to the most indifferent spectators, commanding quiet and serious demeanor.</p> @@ -19319,7 +19281,7 @@ become a common summer pleasure for the whole world.</p> <p>When birds fly over, they cast fluttering shadows of their wings on the front of Pilate's and Caiaphas' homes, -as naturally as did Judæan sparrows two thousand years +as naturally as did Judæan sparrows two thousand years ago. Even butterflies flitting past cast their tiny shadows on the stage; one bird paused, hovered, as if pondering <span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_418" id="Page_418">418</a></span> @@ -19441,383 +19403,6 @@ attain any great success or importance.</p> <p class="footnote"><a name="Footnote_9" id="Footnote_9" href="#FNanchor_9"><span class="label">[9]</span></a> Betrothed.</p> </div> - - - - - - - -<pre> - - - - - -End of Project Gutenberg's Glimpses of Three Coasts, by Helen Hunt Jackson - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK GLIMPSES OF THREE COASTS *** - -***** This file should be named 42009-h.htm or 42009-h.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/4/2/0/0/42009/ - -Produced by Melissa McDaniel and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was -produced from images generously made available by The -Internet Archive) - - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions -will be renamed. - -Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no -one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation -(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without -permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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