CHAPTER II

Morning dawned at length, and in a short time afterwards we reached the

great commercial city, which, half destroyed by the dreadful

conflagration of 1842, had risen grander and more majestic from its

ashes. {11} I took up my quarters with a cousin, who is married to the

Wurtemburg consul, the merchant Schmidt, in whose house I spent a most

agreeable and happy week. My cousin-in-law was polite enough to escort

me every where himself, and to shew me the lions of Hamburgh.

First of all we visited the Exchange between the hours of one and two,

when it is at the fullest, and therefore best calculated to impress a

stranger with an idea of the extent and importance of the business

transacted there. The building contains a hall of great size, with

arcades and galleries, besides many large rooms, which are partly used

for consultations, partly for the sale of refreshments. The most

interesting thing of all is, however, to sit in the gallery, and looking

downwards, to observe the continually increasing crowd passing and

repassing each other in the immense hall and through the galleries and

chambers, and to listen to the hubbub and noise of the thousands of eager

voices talking at once. At half-past one o'clock the hall is at its

fullest, and the noise becomes absolutely deafening; for now they are

marking up the rates of exchange, by which the merchants regulate their

monetary transactions.

Leaving the Exchange, we bent our steps towards the great harbour, and

entering a small boat, cruised in and about it in all directions. I had

resolved to count only the three-masted ships; but soon gave it up, for

their number seemed overwhelming, even without reckoning the splendid

steamers, brigs, sloops, and craft. In short, I could only gaze and

wonder, for at least 900 ships lay before me.

Let any one fancy an excursion amidst 900 ships, great and small, which

lined both shores of the Elbe in tiers of three deep or more; the passing

to and fro of countless boats busily employed in loading or unloading

these vessels; these things, together with the shouting and singing of

the sailors, the rattling of anchors which are being weighed, and the

rush and swell of passing steamers, combine to constitute a picture not

to be surpassed in any city except in that metropolis of the world,

London. {12}

The reason of this unusual activity in the harbour lay in the severity of

the past winter. Such a winter had not been experienced for seventy

years: the Elbe and the Baltic lay for months in icy chains, and not a

ship could traverse the frozen river, not an anchor could be weighed or

lowered. It was only a short time before my arrival that the passage had

once more become free.

In the neighbourhood of the harbour are situated the greater number of

the so-called "yards." I had read concerning them that, viewed from the

exterior, they look like common houses; but that they constitute separate

communities, and contain alleys and streets, serving as the domicile of

innumerable families. I visited several of these places, and can assure

the reader that I saw nothing extraordinary in them. Houses with two

large wings, forming an alley of from eighty to a hundred paces in

length, are to be met with in every large town; and that a number of

families should inhabit such a house is not remarkable, considering that

they are all poor, and that each only possesses a single small apartment.

The favourite walk in the town is the "Jungfernstieg" (Maiden's Walk), a

broad alley, extending round a spacious and beautiful basin of the

Alster. On one side are splendid hotels, with which Hamburgh is richly

provided; on the other, a number of private residences of equal

pretensions. Other walks are, the "Wall," surrounding the town, and the

"Botanical Garden," which resembles a fine park. The noblest building,

distinguished alike as regards luxury, skill, tastefulness of design, and

stability, is the Bazaar. It is truly a gigantic undertaking, and the

more to be admired from the fact that it is not built upon shares, but at

the expense of a single individual, Herr Carl Sillem; the architect's

name is Overdick. The building itself is constructed entirely of stone,

and the walls of the great room and of the hall are inlaid with marble.

A lofty cupola and an immense glazed dome cover both the great room and

the hall; the upper staircases are ornamented with beautiful statues.

When in the evening it is brilliantly lighted with gas, and further

ornamented by a tasteful display of the richest wares, the spectator can

almost fancy himself transported to a fairy palace.

Altogether the shops in Hamburgh are very luxurious. The wares lie

displayed in the most tasteful manner behind huge windows of plate-glass,

which are often from five to six feet broad, and eight or ten feet high;

a single sheet frequently costs 600 florins. This plate-glass luxury is

not confined to shops, but extends to windows generally, not only in

Hamburgh, but also in Altona, and is also seen in the handsomest

country-houses of the Hamburghers. Many a pane costs eight or ten

florins; and the glass is insured in case of breakage, like houses in

case of fire.

This display of glass is equalled by the costliness of the furniture,

which is almost universally of mahogany; a wood which is here in such

common use, that in some of the most elegant houses the very

stair-banisters are constructed of it. Even the pilots have often

mahogany furniture.

The handsomest and most frequented street is the "Neue Wall" (New Wall).

I was particularly struck with the number of shops and dwellings

underground, to which one descends by a flight of six or eight stairs; an

iron railing is generally placed before the entrance, to prevent the

passers-by from falling down.

A very practical institution is the great slaughterhouse, in which all

cattle are killed on certain days of the week.

Concerning the town of Altona, I have only to observe that it appeared to

me a continuation of Hamburgh; from which town, indeed, it is only

separated by a wooden door. A very broad, handsome street, or, more

properly speaking, an elongated square, planted with a double row of

large trees, is the most remarkable thing about Altona, which belongs to

the Danish Government, and is considered, after Copenhagen, the most

important place in the kingdom.

It is a delicious ride to the village of Blankenese, distant nine miles

from Hamburgh; the road lies among beautiful country-houses and large

park-like gardens. Blankenese itself consists of cottages, grouped in a

picturesque manner round the Sulberg, a hill from which the traveller

enjoys a very extended view over the great plain, in which it is the only

elevated point. The course of the Elbe, as it winds at moderate speed

towards the sea, is here to be traced almost to its embouchure at

Cuxhaven.

The breadth of the Elbe at Blankenese exceeds two miles.

Another interesting excursion is to the "New Mills," a little village on

the Elbe, not more than half a mile from Altona, and inhabited only by

fishermen and pilots. Whoever wishes to form an idea of Dutch prettiness

and cleanliness should come here.

The houses are mostly one story high, neatly and tastefully built; the

brightest of brass handles adorn the street-doors; the windows are kept

scrupulously clean, and furnished with white curtains.

In Saxony I had found many dwellings of the peasantry tidy and neat

enough, displaying at any rate more opulence than we are accustomed to

find with this class of people; but I had seen none to compete with this

pretty village.

Among the peasants' costumes, I only liked that worn by the women from

the "Vierlanden." They wear short full skirts of black stuff, fine white

chemisettes with long sleeves, and coloured bodices, lightly fastened in

front with silk cords or silver buckles. Their straw hats have a most

comical appearance; the brim of the hat is turned up in such a manner

that the crown appears to have completely sunk in. Many pretty young

girls dressed in this manner come to Hamburgh to sell flowers, and take

up their position in front of the Exchange.

The 26th of April, the day appointed for my departure, arrived only too

speedily. To part is the unavoidable fate of the traveller; but

sometimes we part gladly, sometimes with regret. I need not write many

pages to describe my feelings at the parting in Hamburgh. I was leaving

behind me my last relations, my last friends. Now I was going into the

wide world, and among strangers.

At eight o'clock in the morning I left Altona, and proceeded by railway

to Kiel.

I noticed with pleasure that on this railway even the third-class

carriages were securely covered in, and furnished with glass windows. In

fact, they only differed from those of the first and second class in

being painted a different colour, and having the seats uncushioned.

The whole distance of seventy miles was passed in three hours; a rapid

journey, but agreeable merely by its rapidity, for the whole

neighbourhood presents only widely-extended plains, turf-bogs and

moorlands, sandy places and heaths, interspersed with a little meadow or

arable land. From the nature of the soil, the water in the ditches and

fields looked black as ink.

Near Binneburg we notice a few stunted plantations of trees. From

Eisholm a branch-line leads to Gluckstadt, and another from Neumunster, a

large place with important cloth-factories, to Rendsburg.

From here there is nothing to be seen but a convent, in which many Dukes

of Holstein lie buried, and several unimportant lakes; for instance,

those of Bernsholm, Einfeld, and Schulhof. The little river Eider would

have passed unnoticed by me, had not some of my fellow-passengers made a

great feature of it. In the finest countries I have found the natives

far less enthusiastic about what was really grand and beautiful, than

they were here in praise of what was neither the one nor the other. My

neighbour, a very agreeable lady, was untiring in laudation of her

beautiful native land. In her eyes the crippled wood was a splendid

park, the waste moorland an inexhaustible field for contemplation, and

every trifle a matter of real importance. In my heart I wished her joy

of her fervid imagination; but unfortunately my colder nature would not

catch the infection.

Towards Kiel the plain becomes a region of low hills. Kiel itself is

prettily situated on the Baltic, which, viewed from thence, has the

appearance of a lake of middling size. The harbour is said to be good;

but there were not many ships there. {13} Among these was the steamer

destined to carry me to Copenhagen. Little did I anticipate the good

reason I should have to remember this vessel.

Thanks to the affectionate forethought of my cousin Schmidt, I found one

of his relations, Herr Brauer, waiting for me at the railway. I was

immediately introduced to his family, and passed the few hours of my stay

very agreeably in their company.

Evening approached, and with it the hour of embarkation. My kind friends

the Brauers accompanied me to the steamer, and I took a grateful leave of

them.

I soon discovered the steamer _Christian VIII._, of 180-horse power, to

be a vessel dirtier and more uncomfortable than any with which I had

become acquainted in my maritime excursions. Scrubbing and sweeping

seemed things unknown here. The approach to the cabin was by a flight of

stairs so steep, that great care was requisite to avoid descending in an

expeditious but disagreeable manner, by a fall from top to bottom. In

the fore-cabin there was no attempt at separate quarters for ladies and

gentlemen. In short, the arrangements seemed all to have been made with

a view of impressing the ship vividly on the recollection of every

traveller.

At nine o'clock we left Kiel. The day and the twilight are here already

longer than in the lands lying to the south and the west. There was

light enough to enable me to see, looming out of the surrounding

darkness, the fortress "Friedrichsort," which we passed at about ten

o'clock.

April 27th.

To-day I still rose with the sun; but that will soon be a difficult

matter to accomplish; for in the north the goddess of light makes amends

in spring and summer for her shortcomings during the winter. I went on

deck, and looked on the broad expanse of ocean. No land was to be seen;

but soon a coast appeared, then disappeared, and then a new and more

distant one rose out of the sea. Towards noon we reached the island of

Moen, which lies about forty {14} miles distant from Copenhagen. It

forms a beautiful group of rocks, rising boldly from the sea. They are

white as chalk, and have a smooth and shining appearance. The highest of

these walls of rock towers 400 feet above the level of the surrounding

ocean. Soon we saw the coast of Sweden, then the island of Malmo; and at

last Copenhagen itself, where we landed at four o'clock in the afternoon.

The distance from Kiel to Copenhagen is 136 sea-miles.

I remained seven days at Copenhagen, and should have had ample time to

see every thing, had the weather been more favourable. But it blew and

rained so violently, that I was obliged to give up all thoughts of

visiting the surrounding parks, and was fain to content myself with

seeing a few of the nearest walks, which I accomplished with some

difficulty.

The first street in Copenhagen which I traversed on coming from the

harbour generally produces a great impression. It is called the "Broad

Street," and leads from the harbour through the greater part of the town.

In addition to its breadth it is very long and regular, and the splendid

palaces and houses on either side give it a remarkably grand appearance.

It is a peculiar sight, when, in the midst of this fine quarter, we come

suddenly upon a ruin, a giant building resting on huge pillars, but half

completed, and partly covered with moss and lichens. It was intended for

a splendid church, and is built entirely of marble; but the soft ground

would not bear the immense weight. The half-finished building began to

sink, and the completion of the undertaking became for ever impossible.

Many other streets rival the "Broad Street" in size and magnificence.

Foremost among them comes the Amalienstrasse. The most bustling, but by

far not the finest, are the Oster and Gotherstrasse. To walk in these is

at first quite a difficult undertaking for a stranger. On one side of

the pavement, which is raised about a foot above the carriage-way, he

comes continually in contact with stairs, leading sometimes to warehouses

above, at others to subterranean warehouses below the level of the

street. The approaches to the latter are not guarded by railings as in

Hamburgh. The other side of the pavement is bounded by a little

unostentatious rivulet, called by unpoetical people "canal," into which

tributaries equally sweet pour from all the neighbouring houses. It is

therefore necessary to take great care, lest you should fall into the

traitorous depths on the one side, or stumble over the projecting steps

on the other. The pavement itself is covered with a row of stone slabs,

a foot and a half wide, on which one walks comfortably enough. But then

every body contends for the possession of these, to avoid the uneven and

pointed stones at the side. This, added to the dreadful crowding,

renders the street one which would scarcely be chosen for a walk, the

less so as the shops do not contain any thing handsome, the houses are

neither palace-like nor even tastefully built, and the street itself is

neither of the broadest nor of the cleanest.

The squares are all large and regularly built. The finest is the

Kongensnytorf (King's New Market). Some fine mansions, the chief

guard-house, the theatre, the chief coffee-houses and inns, the academy

of the fine arts, and the building belonging to the botanical garden, the

two last commonly known by the name of "Charlottenburg," are among the

ornaments of this magnificent square, in the midst of which stands a

beautiful monument, representing Christian V. on horseback, and

surrounded by several figures.

Smaller, but more beautiful in its perfect symmetry, is the

"Amalienplatz," containing four royal palaces, built exactly alike, and

intersected by four broad streets in the form of a cross. This square

also is decorated by a monument standing in the midst, and representing

Frederick V. In another fine square, the "Nytorf" (New Market), there is

a fountain. Its little statue sends forth very meagre jets of water, and

the fountain is merely noticeable as being the only one I could find at

Copenhagen.

The traveller can hardly fail of being surprised by the number and

magnificence of the palaces, at sight of which he could fancy himself in

the metropolis of one of the largest kingdoms. The "Christianensburg" is

truly imperial; it was completely destroyed by fire in the year 1794, but

has since been rebuilt with increased splendour. The chapel of this

palace is very remarkable. The interior has the appearance rather of a

concert-room than of a building devoted to purposes of worship.

Tastefully decorated boxes, among which we notice that of the king,

together with galleries, occupy the upper part of the chapel; the lower

is filled with benches covered with red velvet and silk. The pulpit and

altar are so entirely without decoration, that, on first entering, they

wholly escape notice.

In the "Christianensburg" is also the "Northern Museum," peculiarly rich

in specimens of the ornaments, weapons, musical instruments, and other

mementoes of northern nations.

The Winter Riding-school, in which concerts are frequently given, is

large and symmetrical. I admired the stalls, and yet more the grey

horses which occupied them--descendants of the pure Arabian and wild

Norwegian breeds--creatures with long manes and tails of fine silky hair.

Every one who sees these horses, whether he be a connoisseur or one of

the uninitiated, must admire them.

Adjoining the "Christianensburg" is Thorwaldsen's Museum, a square

building with fine saloons, lighted from above. When I saw it, it was

not completed; the walls were being painted in fresco by some of the

first native artists. The sculptured treasures were there, but

unfortunately yet unpacked.

In the midst of the courtyard Thorwaldsen's mausoleum is being erected.

There his ashes will rest, with his exquisitely finished lion as a

gravestone above them. {15}

The largest among the churches is the "Woman's Church." The building has

no architectural beauty; the pillars, galleries, and cupola are all of

wood, covered with a mixture of sand and plaster. But whatever may be

wanting in outward splendour is compensated by its contents, for this

church contains the masterpieces of Thorwaldsen. At the high altar

stands his glorious figure of our Saviour, in the niches of the wall his

colossal twelve apostles.

In the contemplation of these works we forget the plainness of the

building which contains them. May the fates be prosperous, and no

conflagration reach this church, built as it is half of wood!

The Catholic Church is small, but tasteful beyond expression. The late

emperor of Austria presented to it a good full-toned organ, and two

oil-paintings, one by Kuppelweiser, the other by a pupil of this master.

In the "Museum of Arts" I was most interested in the ancient chair, used

in days of yore by Tycho de Brahe. {16}

The Exchange is a curious ancient building. It is very long and narrow,

and surmounted by nine peaks, from the centre of which protrudes a

remarkable pointed tower, formed of four crocodiles' tails intertwined.

The hall itself is small, low, and dark; it contains a full-length

portrait in oil of Tycho de Brahe. Nearly all the upper part of the

building is converted into a kind of bazaar, and the lower portion

contains a number of small and dingy booths.

Several canals, having an outlet into the sea, give a peculiar charm to

the town. They are, in fact, so many markets; for the craft lying in

them are laden with provisions of all kinds, which are here offered for

sale.

The Sailors' Town, adjoining Copenhagen, and situated near the harbour,

is singularly neat and pretty. It consists of three long, broad,

straight streets, built of houses looking so exactly alike, that on a

foggy night an accurate knowledge of the locality is requisite to know

one from the other. It looks as though, on each side of the way, there

were only one long house of a single floor, with a building one story

high in the middle. In the latter dwell the commandant and overseers.

The lighting of the streets is managed in Copenhagen in the same way as

in our smaller German towns. When "moonlight" is announced in the

calendar, not a lamp is lighted. If the lady moon chooses to hide behind

dark clouds, that is her fault. It would be insolent to attempt to

supply the place of her radiance with miserable lamps--a wise

arrangement! (?)

Of the near walks, the garden of the "Rosenburg," within the town,

pleased me much; as did also the "Long Line," an alley of beautiful trees

extending parallel with the sea, and in which one can either walk or

ride. A coffee-house, in front of which there is music in fine weather,

attracts many of the loungers. The most beautiful place of all is the

"Kastell," above the "Long Line," from whence one can enjoy a beautiful

view. The town lies displayed below in all its magnificence: the

harbour, with its many ships; the sparkling blue Sound, which spreads its

broad expanse between the coasts of Denmark and Sweden, and washes many a

beautiful group of islands belonging to one or the other of these

countries. The background of the picture alone is uninteresting, as

there is no chain of mountains to form a horizon, and the eye wanders

over the boundless flats of Denmark.

Among the vessels lying at anchor in the harbour I saw but few

three-masters, and still fewer steamers. The ships of the fleet

presented a curious appearance; at the first view they look like great

houses with flag-staves, for every ship is provided with a roof, out of

which the masts rise into the air; they are besides very high out of the

water, so that all the port-holes and the windows of the cabins appear in

two or three stories, one above the other.

A somewhat more distant excursion, which can be very conveniently made in

a capital omnibus, takes you to the royal chateau "Friedrichsberg," lying

before the water-gate, two miles distant from the town. Splendid avenues

lead to this place, where are to be found all the delights that can

combine to draw a citizen into the country. There are a tivoli, a

railway, cabinets, and booths with wax-figures, and countless other

sights, besides coffee-houses, beer-rooms, and music. The gardens are

planted at the sides with a number of small arbours, each containing a

table and chairs, and all open in front, so as to shew at one view all

the visitors of these pretty natural huts. On Sundays, when the gardens

are crowded, this is a very animated sight.

On the way to this "Prater" of Copenhagen, we pass many handsome villas,

each standing in a fine garden.

[Picture: Copenhagen: From Frederiesbourg]

The royal palace is situated on the summit of a hill, at the end of the

avenue, and is surrounded by a beautiful park; it commands a view of a

great portion of the town, with the surrounding country and the sea;

still I far prefer the prospect from the "Kastell." The Park contains a

considerable island, which, during some part of the year, stands in the

midst of an extensive lake. This island is appropriated to the Court,

but the rest of the park is open to the public.

Immediately outside the water-gate stands an obelisk, remarkable neither

for its beauty nor for the skill displayed in its erection, for it

consists of various stones, and is not high, but interesting from the

circumstance to which it owes its origin. It was erected by his grateful

subjects in memory of the late king Christian VII., to commemorate the

abolition of feudal service. Surely no feeling person can contemplate

without joyful emotion a monument like this.

I have here given a faithful account of what I saw during my short stay

at Copenhagen. It only remains for me to describe a few peculiar customs

of the people, and so I will begin as it were at the end, with the burial

of the dead. In Denmark, as in fact in the whole of Scandinavia, not

excepting Iceland, it is customary not to bury the dead until eight or

ten days have elapsed. In winter-time this is not of so much

consequence, but in summer it is far from healthy for those under the

same roof with the corpse. I was present at Copenhagen at the funeral of

Dr. Brandis, physician to the king. Two of the king's carriages and a

number of private equipages attended. Nearly all these were empty, and

the servants walked beside them. Among the mourners I did not notice a

single woman; I supposed that this was only the case at the funerals of

gentlemen, but on inquiry I found that the same rule is observed at the

burial of women. This consideration for the weaker sex is carried so

far, that on the day of the funeral no woman may be seen in the house of

mourning. The mourners assemble in the house of the deceased, and

partake of cold refreshments. At the conclusion of the ceremony they are

again regaled. What particularly pleased me in Copenhagen was, that I

never on any occasion saw beggars, or even such miserably clad people as

are found only too frequently in our great cities. Here there are no

doubt poor people, as there are such every where else in the world, but

one does not see them beg. I cannot help mentioning an arrangement which

certainly deserves to be universally carried out;--I mean, the setting

apart of many large houses, partly belonging to the royal family, partly

to rich private people or to companies, for the reception of poor people,

who are here lodged at a much cheaper rate than is possible in ordinary

dwellings.

The costumes of the peasants did not particularly please me. The women

wear dresses of green or black woollen stuff, reaching to the ankle, and

trimmed at the skirt with broad coloured woollen borders. The seams of

the spenser, and the arm-holes, are also trimmed with smaller coloured

borders. On their heads they wear a handkerchief, and over this a kind

of shade, like a bonnet. On Sundays I saw many of them in small, pretty

caps, worked with silk, with a border of lace of more than a hand's

breadth, plaited very stiffly; at the back they have large bows of fine

riband, the ends of which reach half down to their feet. I found nothing

very remarkable in the dress of the peasants. As far as strength and

beauty were concerned, I thought these peasants were neither more nor

less gifted than those of Austria. As regards the beauty of the fair

sex, I should certainly give the preference to the Austrians. Fair hair

and blue eyes predominate.

I saw but few soldiers; their uniforms, particularly those worn by the

king's life-guards, are very handsome.

I especially noticed the drummers; they were all little lads of ten or

twelve years old. One could almost have exclaimed, "Drum, whither art

thou carrying that boy?" To march, and to join in fatiguing manoeuvres,

carrying such a drum, and beating it bravely at the same time, is rather

cruel work for such young lads. Many a ruined constitution may be

ascribed to this custom.

During my stay in Copenhagen I spent many very delightful hours with

Professor Mariboe and his amiable family, and with the kind clergyman of

the embassy, Herr Zimmermann. They received me with true politeness and

hospitality, and drew me into their circle, where I soon felt myself

quite at ease. I shall never forget their friendship, and shall make use

of every opportunity to shew them my appreciation of it. Herr Edouard

Gottschalk and Herr Knudson have also my best thanks. I applied to the

first of these gentlemen to procure me a passage to Iceland, and he was

kind enough to use his interest with Herr Knudson on my behalf.

Herr Knudson is one of the first general dealers in Copenhagen, and

carries on a larger and more extended commerce with Iceland than any

other house trading thither. He is already beginning to retire, as the

continual journeys are becoming irksome to him; but he still owns a

number of great and small vessels, which are partly employed in the

fisheries, and partly in bringing all kinds of articles of consumption

and luxury to the different harbours of Iceland.

He himself goes in one of his ships every year, and stays a few months in

Iceland to settle his affairs there. On the recommendation of Herr

Gottschalk, Herr Knudson was kind enough to give me a passage in the ship

in which he made the journey himself; a favour which I knew how to value.

It is certainly no small kindness to take a lady passenger on such a

journey. Herr Knudson knew neither my fortitude nor my perseverance; he

did not know whether I should be able to endure the hardships of a

journey to the north, whether I would bear sea-sickness philosophically,

or even if I had courage enough, in case of storms or bad weather, to

abstain from annoying the captain by my fears or complaints at a time

when he would only have too much to harass him. The kind man allowed no

such considerations to influence him. He believed me when I promised to

behave courageously come what might, and took me with him. Indeed his

kindness went so far that it is to him I owe every comfort I enjoyed in

Iceland, and every assistance in furthering the attainment of my

journey's object. I could certainly not have commenced a voyage under

better auspices.

All ships visiting Iceland leave Copenhagen at the end of April, or at

the latest in the middle of May. After this time only one ship is

despatched, to carry the mails of the Danish government. This vessel

leaves Copenhagen in October, remains in Iceland during the winter

months, and returns in March. The gain or loss of this expedition is

distributed in shares among the merchants of Copenhagen.

Besides this, a French frigate comes to Iceland every spring, and cruises

among the different harbours until the middle of August. She

superintends the fishing vessels, which, attracted by the large profits

of the fisheries, visit these seas in great numbers during the summer.

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Opportunities of returning from Iceland occur during the summer until the

end of September, by means of the merchant-ships, which carry freights

from the island to Denmark, England, and Spain.

At length, on Sunday the 4th of May, a favourable wind sprung up. Herr

Knudson sent me word to be ready to embark at noon on board the fine brig

_John_.

I immediately proceeded on board. The anchor was weighed, and the sails,

unfolding themselves like giant wings, wafted us gently out of the

harbour of Copenhagen. No parting from children, relations, or

old-cherished friends embittered this hour. With a glad heart I bade

adieu to the city, in the joyful hope soon to see the fulfilment of my

long-expected journey.

The bright sky smiled above us, and a most favourable wind filled our

sails. I sat on deck and revelled in the contemplation of scenes so new

to me. Behind us lay spread the majestic town; before us the Sound, an

immense natural basin, which I could almost compare to a great Swiss

lake; on the right and left were the coasts of Sweden and Denmark, which

here approach each other so closely that they seem to oppose a barrier to

the further progress of the adventurous voyager.

Soon we passed the little Swedish town of Carlscrona, and the desolate

island Hveen, on which Tycho de Brahe passed the greater portion of his

life, occupied with stellar observations and calculations. Now came a

somewhat dangerous part, and one which called into action all the careful

seamanship of the captain to bring us safely through the confined sea and

the strong current,--the entrance of the Sound into the Cattegat.

The two coasts here approach to within a mile of each other. On the

Swedish side lies the pretty little town of Helsingborg, on the Danish

side that of Helsingor, and at the extremity of a projecting neck of land

the fortress Kronburg, which demands a toll of every passing ship, and

shews a large row of threatening cannon in case of non-compliance. Our

toll had already been paid before leaving Copenhagen; we had been

accurately signalled, and sailed fearlessly by. {18}

The entrance once passed, we entered the Cattegat, which already looked

more like the great ocean: the coasts retired on each side, and most of

the shifts and barques, which till now had hovered around us on all

sides, bade us "farewell." Some bent their course towards the east,

others towards the west; and we alone, on the broad desert ocean, set

sail for the icy north. Twilight did not set in until 9 o'clock at

night; and on the coasts the flaming beacons flashed up, to warn the

benighted mariner of the proximity of dangerous rocks.

I now offered up my thanksgiving to Heaven for the protection hitherto

vouchsafed me, with a humble prayer for its continuance. Then I

descended to the cabin, where I found a convenient bunk (a kind of crib

fixed to the side of the ship); I laid myself down, and was soon in a

deep and refreshing sleep.

I awoke full of health and spirits, which, however, I enjoyed but for a

short time. During the night we had left behind us the "Cattegat" and

the "Skagerrack," and were driving through the stormy German Ocean. A

high wind, which increased almost to a gale, tumbled our poor ship about

in such a manner, that none but a good dancer could hope to maintain an

upright position. I had unfortunately been from my youth no votary of

Terpsichore, and what was I to do? The naiads of this stormy region

seized me, and bandied me to and fro, until they threw me into the arms

of what was, according to my experience, if not exactly after Schiller's

interpretation, "the horrible of horrors,"--sea-sickness. At first I

took little heed of this, thinking that sea-sickness would soon be

overcome by a traveller like myself, who should be inured to every thing.

But in vain did I bear up; I became worse and worse, till I was at length

obliged to remain in my berth with but one consoling thought, namely,

that we were to-day on the open sea, where there was nothing worthy of

notice. But the following day the Norwegian coast was in sight, and at

all hazards I must see it; so I crawled on deck more dead than alive,

looked at a row of mountains of moderate elevation, their tops at this

early season still sparkling with their snowy covering, and then hurried

back, benumbed by the piercing icy wind, to my good warm feather-bed.

Those who have never experienced it can have no conception of the biting,

penetrating coldness of a gale of wind in the northern seas. The sun

shone high in the heavens; the thermometer (I always calculate according

to Reaumur) stood 3 degrees above zero; I was dressed much more warmly

than I should have thought necessary when, in my fatherland, the

thermometer was 8 or 10 degrees _below_ zero, and yet I felt chilled to

the heart, and could have fancied that I had no clothes on at all.

On the fourth night we sailed safely past the Shetland Islands; and on

the evening of the fifth day we passed so near the majestic rocky group

of the Feroe Islands, that we were at one time apprehensive of being cast

upon the rocks by the unceasing gale. {19}

Already on the seventh day we descried the coast of Iceland. Our passage

had been unprecedentedly quick; the sailors declared that a favourable

gale was to be preferred even to steam, and that on our present voyage we

should certainly have left every steamer in our wake. But I, wretched

being that I was, would gladly have dispensed with the services both of

gale and steam for the sake of a few hours' rest. My illness increased

so much, that on the seventh day I thought I must succumb. My limbs were

bathed in a cold perspiration; I was as weak as an infant, and my mouth

felt parched and dry. I saw that I must now either make a great effort

or give up entirely; so I roused myself, and with the assistance of the

cabin-boy gained a seat, and promised to take any and every remedy which

should be recommended. They gave me hot-water gruel with wine and sugar;

but it was not enough to be obliged to force this down, I was further

compelled to swallow small pieces of raw bacon highly peppered, and even

a mouthful of rum. I need not say what strong determination was required

to make me submit to such a regimen. I had, however, but one choice,

either to conquer my repugnance or give myself up a victim to

sea-sickness; so with all patience and resignation I received the

proffered gifts, and found, after a trial of many hours, that I could

manage to retain a small dose. This physicking was continued for two

long, long days, and then I began slowly to recover.

I have here circumstantially described both my illness and its cure,

because so many people are unfortunately victims to the complaint, and

when under its influence cannot summon resolution to take sustenance. I

should advise all my friends not to hold out so long as I did, but to

take food at once, and continue to do so until the system will receive

it.

As I was now convalescent, I tried to recruit my wearied mind by a

diligent study of the mode of life and customs of the mariners of the

northern seas.

Our ship's company consisted of Herr Knudson, Herr Bruge (a merchant whom

we were to land at the Westmann Islands), the captain, the mate, and six

or seven sailors. Our mode of life in the cabin was as follows: in the

morning, at seven o'clock, we took coffee, but whence this coffee came,

heaven knows! I drank it for eleven days, and could never discover any

thing which might serve as a clue in my attempt to discover the country

of its growth. At ten o'clock we had a meal consisting of bread and

butter and cheese, with cold beef or pork, all excellent dishes for those

in health; the second course of this morning meal was "tea-water." In

Scandinavia, by the way, they never say, "I drink _tea_," the word

"water" is always added: "I drink _tea-water_." Our "tea-water" was, if

possible, worse than its predecessor, the incomparable coffee. Thus I

was beaten at all points; the eatables were too strong for me, the

drinkables too--too--I can find no appropriate epithet--probably too

artificial. I consoled myself with the prospect of dinner; but, alas,

too soon this sweet vision faded into thin air! On the sixth day I made

my first appearance at the covered table, and could not help at once

remarking the cloth which had been spread over it. At the commencement

of our journey it might perhaps have been white; now it was most

certainly no longer of that snowy hue. The continual pitching and

rolling of the ship had caused each dish to set its peculiar stamp upon

the cloth. A sort of wooden network was now laid upon it, in the

interstices of which the plates and glasses were set, and thus secured

from falling. But before placing it on the table, our worthy cabin-boy

took each plate and glass separately, and polished it on a towel which

hung near, and in colour certainly rather resembling the dingy floor of

the cabin than the bight-hued rainbow. This could still have been

endured, but the article in question really did duty _as a towel_ in the

morning, before extending its salutary influence over plates and glasses

for the remainder of the day.

On making discoveries such as these, I would merely turn away my eyes,

and try to think that perhaps _my glass_ and _my plate_ would be more

delicately manipulated, or probably escape altogether; and then I would

turn my whole attention to the expected dishes.

First came soup; but instead of gravy-soup, it was water-soup, with rice

and dried plums. This, when mingled with red wine and sugar, formed a

most exquisite dish for Danish appetites, but it certainly did not suit

mine. The second and concluding course consisted of a large piece of

beef, with which I had no fault to find, except that it was too heavy for

one in my weak state of health. At supper we had the same dishes as at

dinner, and each meal was followed by "tea-water." At first I could not

fancy this bill of fare at all; but within a few days after my

convalesence, I had accustomed myself to it, and could bear the sea-diet

very well. {20}

As the rich owner of the vessel was on board, there was no lack of the

best wines, and few evenings passed on which a bowl of punch was not

emptied. There was, however, a reason found why every bottle of wine or

bowl of punch should be drunk: for instance, at our embarkation, to drink

the health of the friends we were leaving, and to hope for a quick and

prosperous voyage; then, when the wind was favourable, its health was

drunk, with the request that it would remain so; when it was contrary,

with the request that it would change; when we saw land, we saluted it

with a glass of wine, or perhaps with several, but I was too ill to

count; when we lost sight of it, we drank a farewell glass to its health:

so that every day brought with it three or four distinct and separate

occasions for drinking wine. {21}

The sailors drank tea-water without sugar every morning and evening, with

the addition of a glass of brandy; for dinner they had pease, beans,

barley, or potatoes, with salted cod, bacon, "or junk;" good sea-biscuit

they could get whenever they chose.

The diet is not the worst part of these poor people's hardships. Their

life may be called a continual fight against the elements; for it is

precisely during the most dreadful storms, with rain and piercing cold,

that they have to be continually upon deck. I could not sufficiently

admire the coolness, or rather the cheerfulness and alacrity with which

they fulfilled their onerous duties. And what reward have they? Scanty

pay, for food the diet I have just described, and for their

sleeping-place the smallest and most inconvenient part of the ship, a

dark place frequently infested with vermin, and smelling offensively from

being likewise used as a receptacle for oil-colours, varnish, tar,

salt-fish, &c. &c.

To be cheerful in the midst of all this requires a very quiet and

contented mind. That the Danish sailors are contented, I had many

opportunities of observing during the voyage of which I am speaking, and

on several other occasions.

But after all this long description, it is high time that I should return

to the journey itself.

The favourable gale which had thus wafted us to the coast of Iceland

within seven days, now unfortunately changed its direction, and drove us

back. We drifted about in the storm-tost ocean, and many a Spanish wave

{22} broke completely over our ship. Twice we attempted to approach the

Westmann Islands {23} (a group belonging to Iceland) to watch an

opportunity of casting anchor, and setting ashore our fellow-traveller

Herr Bruge; but it was in vain, we were driven back each time. At

length, at the close of the eleventh day, we reached Havenfiord, a very

good harbour, distant nine miles from Reikjavik, the capital of Iceland.

In spite of the very inopportune change in the direction of the wind, we

had had an unprecedentedly quick passage. The distance from Copenhagen

to Iceland, in a straight line, is reckoned at 1200 geographical miles;

for a sailing vessel, which must tack now and then, and must go as much

with the wind as possible, 1500 to 1600 miles. Had the strong wind,

which was at first so favourable, instead of changing on the seventh day,

held on for thirty or forty hours longer, we should have landed in

Iceland on the eighth or ninth day--even the steamer could not have

accomplished the passage so quickly.

The shores of Iceland appeared to me quite different from what I had

supposed them to be from the descriptions I had read. I had fancied them

naked, without tree or shrub, dreary and desert; but now I saw green

hills, shrubs, and even what appeared to be groups of stunted trees. As

we came nearer, however, I was enabled to distinguish objects more

clearly, and the green hills became human dwellings with small doors and

windows, while the supposed groups of trees proved in reality to be heaps

of lava, some ten or twelve feet high, thickly covered with moss and

grass. Every thing was new and striking to me; I waited in great

impatience till we could land.

At length the anchor descended; but it was not till next morning that the

hour of disembarkation and deliverance came.

But one more night, and then, every difficulty overcome, I should tread

the shores of Iceland, the longed-for, and bask as it were in the wonders

of this island, so poor in the creations of art, so rich in the phenomena

of Nature.

* * * * *

Before I land in Iceland, I must trouble the reader with a few

preliminary observations regarding this island. They are drawn from

Mackenzie's _Description of Iceland_, a book the sterling value of which

is appreciated every where. {24}

The discovery of Iceland, about the year of our Lord 860, is attributed

to the spirit of enterprise of some Swedish and Norwegian pirates, who

were drifted thither on a voyage to the Feroe Isles. It was not till the

year 874 that the island was peopled by a number of voluntary emigrants,

who, feeling unhappy under the dominion of Harold Harfraga (fine hair),

arrived at the island under the direction of Ingold. {25} As the

newcomers are said to have found no traces of dwellings, they are

presumed to be the first who took possession of the island.

At this time Iceland was still so completely covered with underwood, that

at some points it was necessary to cut a passage. Bringing with them

their language, religion, customs, and historical monuments, the

Norwegians introduced a kind of feudal system, which, about the year 928,

gave place to a somewhat aristocratic government, retaining, however, the

name of a republic. The island was divided into four provinces, over

each of which was placed an hereditary governor or judge.

The General Assembly of Iceland (called Allthing) was held annually on

the shores of the Lake Thingvalla. The people possessed an excellent

code of laws, in which provision had been made for every case which could

occur.

This state of things lasted for more than 300 years, a period which may

be called the golden age of Iceland. Education, literature, and even

refined poetry flourished among the inhabitants, who took part in

commerce and in the sea-voyages which the Norwegians undertook for

purposes of discovery.

The "Sagas," or histories of this country, contain many tales of personal

bravery. Its bards and historians visited other climes, became the

favourites of monarchs, and returned to their island covered with honour

and loaded with presents. The _Edda_, by Samund, is one of the most

valued poems of the ancient days of Iceland. The second portion of the

_Edda_, called _Skalda_, dates from a later period, and is ascribed by

many to the celebrated Snorri Sturluson. Isleif, first Bishop of

Skalholt, was the earliest Icelandic historian; after him came the noted

Snorri Sturluson, born in 1178, who became the richest and mightiest man

in Iceland.

Snorri Sturluson was frequently followed to the General Assembly of

Iceland by a splendid retinue of 800 armed men. He was a great historian

and poet, and possessed an accurate knowledge of the Greek and Latin

tongues, besides being a powerful orator. He was also the author of the

_Heims-kringla_.

The first school was founded at Skalholt, about the middle of the

eleventh century, under Isleif, first Bishop of Iceland; four other

schools and several convents soon followed. Poetry and music seem to

have formed a staple branch of education.

The climate of Iceland appears to have been less inclement than is now

the case; corn is said to have grown, and trees and shrubs were larger

and thicker than we find them at present. The population of Iceland was

also much more numerous than it is now, although there were neither towns

nor villages. The people lived scattered throughout the island; and the

General Assembly was held at Thingvalla, in the open air.

Fishing constituted the chief employment of the Icelanders. Their

clothing was woven from the wool of their sheep. Commerce with

neighbouring countries opened to them another field of occupation.

The doctrines of Christianity were first introduced into Iceland, in the

year 981, by Friederich, a Saxon bishop. Many churches were built, and

tithes established for the maintenance of the clergy. Isleif, first

Bishop of Skalholt, was ordained in the year 1057. After the

introduction of Christianity, all the Icelanders enjoyed an

unostentatious but undisturbed practice of their religion.

Greenland and the most northern part of America are said to have been

discovered by Icelanders.

In the middle of the thirteenth century Iceland came into the power of

the Norwegian kings. In the year 1380 Norway was united to the crown of

Denmark; and Iceland incorporated, without resistance, in the Danish

monarchy. Since the cession of the island to Norway, and then to

Denmark, peace and security took the place of the internal commotions

with which, before this time, Iceland had been frequently disturbed; but

this state of quiet brought forth indolence and apathy. The voyages of

discovery were interfered with by the new government, and the commerce

gradually passed into the hands of other nations. The climate appears

also to have changed; and the lessened industry and want of perseverance

in the inhabitants have brought agriculture completely into decline.

In the year 1402 the plague broke out upon the island, and carried off

two-thirds of the population.

The first printing-press was established at Hoolum, about the year 1530,

under the superintendence of the Bishop, John Areson.

The reformation in the Icelandic Church was not brought about without

disturbance. It was legally established in the year 1551.

During the fifteenth century the Icelanders suffered more from the

piratical incursions of foreigners. As late as the year 1616 the French

and English nations took part in these enormities. The most melancholy

occurrence of this kind took place in 1627, in which year a great number

of Algerine pirates made a descent upon the Icelandic coast, murdered

about fifty of the inhabitants, and carried off nearly 400 others into

captivity. {26}

The eighteenth century commenced with a dreadful mortality from the

smallpox; of which disease more than 16,000 of the inhabitants died. In

1757 a famine swept away about 10,000 souls.

The year 1783 was distinguished by most dreadful volcanic outbreaks in

the interior of the island. Tremendous streams of lava carried all

before them; great rivers were checked in their course, and formed lakes.

For more than a year a thick cloud of smoke and volcanic ashes covered

the whole of Iceland, and nearly darkened the sunlight. Horned cattle,

sheep, and horses were destroyed; famine came, with its accompanying

illnesses; and once more appeared the malignant small-pox. In a few

years more than 11,000 persons had died; more than one-fourth of the

whole present population of the island.

Iceland lies in the Atlantic ocean; its greatest breadth is 240

geographical miles, and its extreme length from north to south 140 miles.

The number of inhabitants is estimated at 48,000, and the superficial

extent of the island at 29,800 square miles.

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