Gmelin, a German traveller, tried how deep the ground had been thawed by

the heat of a whole summer at Jakutsk, in 62° north latitude: he found

it soft to the depth of two feet and a half; there it became harder; and

at half a foot lower, it scarcely yielded to the spade. The inhabitants

of that place keep their provisions continually frozen in caves which

are only six feet below the surface.

_30th, Sunday._--I asked my uncle to-day to explain to me the nature of

those three feasts at which all the Israelites were enjoined to attend

in the course of the year; the feast of Unleavened Bread; the feast of

Weeks; and the feast of Tabernacles[3].

“Feasts,” he replied, “were appointed to commemorate those great events

with which the existence of the Israelites, as a separate people, was

identified; they also afforded opportunities of giving general

instruction, of expounding the law, and of keeping up a useful connexion

between the distant tribes, by meeting each other at stated times in the

holy city. The first and most ancient of feasts, you know, was the

Sabbath, a day of general rest, in memory of the creation; and there was

also a Sabbatical year of rest every seven years; and a jubilee year

every seven times seven years. The feast of Atonement took place in the

seventh month; the feast of Trumpets celebrated the first day of the

year; and in after times feasts were instituted on the restoration of

the Temple, and on the deliverance of the Jews from Haman’s plot.

“But of all the annual festivals, the three about which you inquire were

the most sacred and important. The feast of Unleavened Bread was only

another name for the feast of the Passover. It lasted seven days after

the Paschal lamb had been killed; sacrifices were offered on each of

the days; no bread but such as was unleavened was permitted to be eaten

during its continuance; and the first and the last days were observed

with peculiar and impressive ceremonies. The departure of the Israelites

from Egypt, and the wonderful acts of Divine power by which their

liberation had been accomplished, were the objects commemorated at this

great assemblage of the people;--but we have so often conversed on the

Passover, that I need not renew that subject now.

“The feast of Weeks,” my uncle continued, “was so called because it was

kept at the end of seven weeks, or a _week of weeks_, after the

Passover, that is, on the fiftieth day; and therefore it has been also

called the feast of Pentecost, from a Greek word signifying fiftieth. It

lasted seven days, and was held in remembrance of the law which was

given to the people at Mount Sinai on the fiftieth day after their

leaving Egypt. At this feast two loaves of bread and a certain quantity

of meal, to represent the first-fruits of the ground, were offered as a

solemn and grateful acknowledgment for the harvest which in that fine

climate and fertile country had already commenced. The modern Jews keep

this festival with great strictness; but they mix various traditional

rites with the ceremonies. In this country, I understand that they

decorate their houses with garlands of flowers, and strew roses in the

synagogues; and in Germany each Jewish family has a high rough cake, to

represent Mount Sinai, composed of seven layers of paste, to designate

the seven heavens through which they pretend that Jehovah descended to

declare the law to Moses. As the Passover was the type of the sacrament

of the Lord’s supper, so the feast of Weeks was the type of our

Christian Pentecost, which took place fifty days after the resurrection,

and on which the astonishing miracle was performed, of the gift of

tongues to the Apostles.

“The feast of Tabernacles was established in the middle of the seventh

month of the ecclesiastical year, or in the first month of the civil

year, which began in September. All Israel were obliged to assemble in

order to celebrate this feast, and to live in tents or booths made of

green boughs, during its continuance. The same word in Hebrew signifies

both tabernacles and tents, and this great religious festival was held

in memory of the journey through the wilderness, and of the mode in

which their forefathers had dwelt there in tents, during forty years. On

the first day, the people, with branches of palm trees, willows, and

myrtles in their right hands, and a citron bough bearing its fruit in

the left, joined in procession round the altar, waving the branches and

singing Hosannas. The six following days burnt offerings were made, and

the latest fruits of the year were presented at the temple; on the

eighth and last day the procession with branches was repeated with still

greater solemnity, and the whole feast concluded with what was called

the Hosanna Rabbah, or the great Hosanna. This word literally means

‘Save, I beseech thee;’ it was a common form of religious blessing or

salutation; and thus to that ancient mode of solemnizing the feast of

tabernacles you may trace the branches that were cut down, and the

acclamations of ‘Hosanna to the son of David,’ with which our Saviour

was received on his public entry into Jerusalem.”

_May 1st._--This has been a day of amusement; and the Miss Maudes and

their brother, who came here yesterday, have greatly added to our

gaiety. Very early this morning we all went out, not exactly to gather

May-dew, but to see the numbers of people that went out Maying. Several

May-poles and garlands had been erected; but we were most interested by

that which the little school children had dressed up opposite to their

house. They had also placed an arch of flowers and hawthorn branches

over the door; with a magnificent C in the middle of it, made of daisy

flowers strung on thread.

This was in compliment to Caroline, and when she passed under it, they

all joined in chorus, singing these lines of their own composition:--

We’ll welcome Miss Caroline with flowers so gay,

To the school where she teaches us goodness and truth;

Oh! may she be happy on ev’ry May-day,

And most graciously pardon the follies of youth.

My uncle says it has been always the custom to celebrate May-day in this

county,--and that to have a pretty May-bush is still considered quite

important.

In Huntingdonshire, Miss Maude told us that the children hang every

place with garlands, and sometimes they make very pretty triumphal

arches. To a horizontal hoop, two semi-hoops are fixed, so as to form a

sort of crown, which is ornamented with flowers, ribbons, necklaces,

spoons, and all kinds of finery. This is suspended across the road by a

flowery rope, extending from house to house, while the children sing,

dance, toss their balls over it, and ask money from the passengers: Miss

Maude repeated to us their usual song.

_The May-day Garland._

“To the lilac, laburnum, and iris, which cheer,

The hawthorn, the cowslip, and king-cob so gay,

Each beauty which gladdens the spring of the year,

And the kerchiefs and ribbons our friends have supplied

In bows and in streamers are tastefully tied,

And form our sweet garland, our garland of May.

“Beneath it we’ll dance, and we’ll throw up the ball,

And all shall be gladness, good humour, and play,

We’ll sing, and in chorus we’ll join one and all,

And glad as the season, we’ll lift up our voice,

And all, within measure and reason, rejoice

Beneath the gay garland, the garland of May.”

My uncle observed, that in Cornwall, where customs have been less

changed than in most parts of England, the May-day ceremonies are kept

up with great care. He learned from a friend, who lived in a remote town

in that county, that all the houses were thrown open; lively music was

everywhere heard, and the young maidens, decked with wreaths and

festoons of flowers, danced along the streets, or formed dancing parties

in every house they chose to select.

“The annual celebration of this day,” he continued, “may be traced up to

a very high antiquity. The Romans had their Floralia, or games in honour

of Flora, during the calends of May; and in Asia, when the sun entered

the constellation of Taurus, which corresponded to that period, the same

kind of festivities took place, accompanied by a similar display of

flowers. Some antiquaries have shown that May-day was celebrated in this

country long before the Roman invasion, and they ascribe the

introduction of the custom to an Asiatic colony that settled here, and

who of course brought with them their national habits. In the East,

customs have undergone but little change; and many of the sports which

are prevalent on May-day in some parts of England and Ireland, and

which, at first sight, appear to proceed from unmeaning caprice, may be

proved to be fragments of ancient Eastern ceremonies, by their

similarity to those still practised there on that day.”

My aunt said, that she had seen a May-bush very prettily hung with

flowers at Chamouni, in Switzerland; and she added, “in the

old-fashioned custom too of making fools on the first of April, there is

probably a vestige of the Eastern celebration of the season when the sun

enters Aries; that is, when the year commences. In Persia, medals of

gold were struck with the head of the Ram, on the festival of the Nauruz

or new year’s-day; and the frolic of making fools still distinguishes

the Nauruz festival, and is practised, I believe, from one end of India

to the other.”

I asked my uncle when that Eastern colony to which he had alluded came

to England, as I did not recollect seeing it mentioned in the History of

England.

“The ancient Britons,” said my uncle, “had a tradition of their being

descended from an Eastern tribe called Sacca; and undoubtedly there are

many points of resemblance between their modes of worship, and those

practised in some of the Indian provinces. It would probably be

tiresome to a young person like you, Bertha, to read all the arguments

on this disputed point; but hereafter you may find it a subject of

curious inquiry to examine the coincidences said to exist in the manners

of such remote nations of the East and the West.”

_3rd._--I have such a severe cold, that, fine as the weather is, I am

not allowed to go out; so I can write without interruption to my dear

mamma. I must confess my own foolish imprudence was the cause of this

cold: on the evening of May-day, my aunt allowed the school children to

have a dance on the green, and we all joined in it round their pretty

May-bush. I exerted myself so much, that I was soon over-heated; and,

then stood in the wind to cool myself. My aunt warned me of the

consequence, but I was too much diverted to attend immediately to her

advice, and the next morning I had a violent head-ache, and all the

symptoms of a heavy cold. However, as my uncle had arranged every thing

for showing a cloth manufactory, several miles from this, to the Maudes

and Miss Perceval, I could not bear to give up what I might not have

another opportunity of seeing. Besides, we were to cross the river at

the ferry, where horses had been ordered to meet us; and I hoped to see

a great deal of new country. My friends, indeed, advised me to remain

in bed, but I would not acknowledge how ill I was; and persisted in

accompanying them. Of course my head grew very painful, and my cold

oppressed and stupified me so much, as to prevent my remembering

distinctly the half of what I saw.

I recollect, however, being shewn how the wool was washed and beaten in

order to clean it. When well dried and picked, it was _carded_ on large

cylindrical brushes, made of wire instead of hair, which laid all the

fibres in one direction; the wool was then oiled, and again combed or

brushed with finer cards on the knee, and at last spun into yarn--that

intended for the _warp_ being always smaller and more twisted than that

of the _woof_. The yarn for the woof was then wound on little _bobbins_

or tubes; and in weaving, one of these is placed in the middle of the

_shuttle_, on a pin, round which it easily turns, so as to let the

thread run off through a hole called the _eye_ of the shuttle, as it

travels from side to side of the loom.

I will not tease you with the manner of warping the yarn from one _beam_

to the other; nor with a description of the _heddles_, or looped

strings, which raise and depress the alternate threads of the warp for

the shuttle to pass between them, and which the weaver works by his

feet; nor of the _batten_ and _reed_ for driving the woof home every

time the shuttle carries it across; all these appeared very simple,

while looking at the operation, but I am afraid that I should give but a

very lame account of them. Still less can I attempt to describe a

power-loom which has been just set up; it seems to do every thing

without the interference of the weaver--the heddles rise and fall, the

batten strikes in regular time and with equal force, and the shuttle

flies to and fro from selvage to selvage as if it was alive.

At another loom they were taking off the cloth from the beam on which it

had been rolled in the process of weaving, and many hands were

immediately employed with iron nippers in trimming and cutting off the

knots and threads. The obliging proprietor of the manufactory partly

described and partly shewed us the subsequent operations of scouring the

cloth with potter’s clay, steeping and _fulling_ it, and then stretching

it lengthwise to take out the wrinkles. This is repeated several times,

then it is washed in clear water, and given wet to other workmen to

raise the nap, by means of a flower called _teasel_, which somewhat

resembles a thistle. When the nap is well raised on the right side, it

is given to the shearers, and then to the dyer; and when dyed it is

again washed in plain water, and spread on a table, where the nap is

laid properly with a brush. It is then hung up to dry, and stretched in

every direction; after which it is folded and laid under a press.

It seemed very curious to see a homely wild plant like the teasel, fresh

from the field, used along with so much complex machinery: many

imitations of it have been tried, but nothing answers so well as the

beautiful little hooks contrived by nature. In the west of England,

therefore, wherever the soil is dry and gravelly, teasels are cultivated

on a large scale for the cloth manufactories.

I remember little more of what I saw or heard yesterday, except that my

uncle remarked as we passed a sheep-walk in our drive home, what an

astonishing number of people combine their labours to produce any one

manufacture, and how necessary the different trades are to each other.

From the grazier, for instance, who rears the sheep and sells the wool,

and the various artificers employed in preparing, spinning, weaving,

dyeing, and pressing it, up to the retail shopkeeper who keeps the cloth

ready for our use. “But in fact,” said he, “these are only a few links

of the chain; we must recollect the numerous hands employed in making

the machinery, the miner who raises the iron ore, the smelter who

converts it into metal, the smith who works it, and the collier who

supplies them with coals; the carpenter who constructs the frame-work,

and the engineer who contrives the whole. Then come the merchants, and

shipwrights, and sailors who bring home from distant countries the

articles requisite to colour the cloth, and the dyer, who, by the aid of

chemistry, compounds them; and lastly, the farmer who cultivates the

humble teasels. See, Bertha, what a prodigious number of heads and hands

are thus toiling for the accomplishment of a single object, and, though

all impelled by individual interest, yet all co-operating for the

general good.”

_4th._--As I am still paying for my imprudence, and confined to my room,

kind Mary has been entertaining me with the conversation she had heard

below stairs, and particularly with Mr. Maude’s account of Venice.

Nothing in Italy so much struck his imagination, as the view of that

city, with all her towers and pinnacles rising from the sea, where, the

poet said,

“Venice sits in state, throned on her hundred isles!”

But now it has a most melancholy appearance: the port, which in times of

prosperity was crowded with shipping, is now almost empty; and the muddy

canals which intersect the town in every direction, are no longer

enlivened by multitudes of gondolas gliding swiftly through the water.

The showy palaces which rise from the sides of these watery streets,

were once adorned with all that painting and sculpture could perform;

but they are now neglected, moss-grown, the habitations of owls and

bats, and fast sinking to decay: and many of the great families who had

inherited their wealth and honours in direct succession for a thousand

years, are now obliged to part with their splendid mansions, or to see

them gradually crumbling into ruins, from the want of means to repair

them.

Notwithstanding all this, Mr. Maude says that Venice is still a

magnificent looking place; and amongst its many beautiful buildings, he

describes the cathedral as being most venerable and interesting. It was

built so long ago as the ninth century, and enriched with the spoils of

Greece and of Constantinople. He once went through the city at night, to

see the effect of moonlight on its superb buildings; but the few of them

which were still dazzling with lamps, as if enjoying their former glory,

made such a contrast with the pale light and dark shade of the moon, and

with the general stillness, that the whole scene had even a more

deserted appearance than in the day-time. Now and then the gloomy

silence was interrupted by the sounds of the harp or guitar, or by the

wild and plaintive airs of a few gondoliers, as they kept time to the

gentle splashing of their oars.

Mr. Maude, she says, added a great deal about the present government,

the state of society, and the remaining commerce of Venice; and my

uncle, who was much pleased with his observations, remarked that few of

the changes recorded in history, offered a subject of deeper interest,

than the long-continued grandeur and present fall of Venice. “It rose,”

he said, “as it were, from the waves, when, on the invasion of Italy by

the Huns, numbers of people took refuge in that cluster of islands where

the city now stands. So early as the year 421, they formed a little

state, strong enough to oppose the invaders, or at least to secure

themselves from molestation. Commerce soon followed security; and from

this small beginning arose that wealth and power which continued for

many centuries, and which extended the influence of Venice over all the

states with which she was connected. Her foundations were laid in the

darkest ages of Italian misery; but she soon became the spectator of the

dissolution of the Roman Empire. She witnessed the ravages of many

continental wars, and the rise and fall of many nations; till at length

she fell in her turn also. Somebody has well remarked, that she was the

last surviving witness of antiquity, the common link between the two

periods of civilization.

“Her whole history,” continued my uncle, “has a paradoxical and peculiar

character. Her romantic achievements in the East; the noble lead she

took in the struggles of Christendom with the empire of the Turks; and

the heroic defence she made against the attacks of numerous enemies,

place her resources and power in singular contrast with the smallness of

her territory. On the other hand, her selfish policy; her imperious

conduct wherever her influence extended; and her deadly jealousy of the

neighbouring republic of Genoa, rendered her the object of universal

envy and hatred. While at home the rigorous despotism of her government,

which was ill concealed under the mask of republican freedom, and the

inquisitorial tyranny of the senate, which silently pervaded every

house, and controlled almost the thoughts of every individual, could

tend only to alienate her subjects. These are points of deep moral and

historical interest; but it may be safely said that her government

outlived the age to which it was suited; no timely reform adapted it to

the growing changes in the public mind--no concessions to the people

united them in common cause with their haughty masters--and the fall of

Venice may be ascribed more to her internal vices, than to the

overpowering armies of France.”

_5th._--I have been so much better all day that I was allowed to go down

to tea; and had the pleasure of hearing Mr. Maude describe the

_fruitiéres_ in Switzerland. I quite misunderstood that word at first;

for I find that it means a kind of dairy, something like that described

to us by our Savoyard friends last winter. The person by whom the

fruitiére is managed receives their milk daily from all the neighbouring

peasants; he sells the cream, and butter, and makes the cheese; and at

the end of the season pays the contributors either in cheeses or money.

He keeps an exact account, not only of the quantity of milk brought in,

but to prevent fraud, such as mixing it with water, he ascertains its

quality by a kind of hydrometer, or floating gauge. Persons detected in

cheating are struck out of the book, and lose what they had already

contributed. The fruitiére man who manages the business and keeps the

accounts, is paid by a small per centage on each cheese.

This plan is chiefly adopted in those parts of the country where the

cattle are taken in summer to pasture in the mountains; the farmers

confide their cows to a man who lives in a chalet, such as Madeleine

mentioned, and spends night and day in milking the cows, and in making

and turning the cheeses.

The same practice has been introduced into Piedmont and Lombardy. All

the dairies in which the Parmesan cheeses are made, are supplied in this

manner. The meadows of Lombardy, in the vicinity of the Po, are the most

fertile in the world: being constantly watered, they produce three or

four crops of hay in the season; but as they are occupied by a great

number of individuals, there are few who can support a dairy, because

the making cheeses requires a large quantity of milk, the produce of at

least fifty cows. To effect this the Lombards have formed societies in

order to make their cheese in common; and twice a-day the milk is sent

to the principal house, where the dairy-man keeps an account of each

person’s share.

This subject reminds me that my aunt has had a satisfactory letter from

Bertram and Madeleine. He is much improved in strength. She appears to

be very happy, and the little girl is going on well.

_7th, Sunday._--Wentworth has been so much interested by the character

of Moses, and by the explanations my uncle has occasionally given of his

prophecies, that during the last week he prepared a long string of

questions for this morning. His father was pleased by this eagerness to

obtain information, and answered them all most kindly and fully. I need

not repeat the questions, I shall only tell you the general substance of

the answers; and you, dear mamma, who are so well acquainted with the

subject will easily trace my omissions.

The prophecies of Moses may be considered in some measure as

supplemental to those of Jacob and Balaam. He enters into many details

of the perverseness and the corruptions of the Israelites, and the

consequent calamities of famine, pestilence, and war, which should

afflict them under the government of their kings. He states them almost

with the simplicity of an historical narrative; while all other

prophecies, except those of our Lord, are expressed in more poetical,

and in far more obscure language.

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