ELSINORE--GOTTENBURG.

I left Copenhagen for Elsinore on the last day of June, with two

companions, in a _char-a-banc_; a rough but not inconvenient kind of

carriage drawn by two horses. We took the route by Fredericksborg

(different from the Fredericksberg already mentioned), in order to

visit that most distinguished of all the Danish palaces. The king

was living in it at the time; but this was understood to present

no difficulty. The life of Frederick VII. is remarkably modest and

unobtrusive. Allowing his ministers to govern according to the best of

their judgment, he is content to live in the manner almost of a private

gentleman. It was stated that at this time, when half the sovereigns

of Europe were in the agonies of a revolutionary crisis, the attention

of the Danish monarch was chiefly engrossed by some ancient sepulchral

tumuli found in his neighbourhood. So great is his disrelish of royal

state and parade, that he can only with difficulty be induced to come

occasionally to town to give audiences and attend reviews. Yet Denmark

is a year old in a constitution which grants something approaching to

universal suffrage. Very probably the Sleswig-Holstein war is what

has secured this internal peace. Uniting in this external object, the

people have escaped as yet the danger of falling together by the ears

about progress and reaction. So for once a democratic movement has not

been attended by a crop of folly and outrage.

The country passed over in our drive is composed of the tame

undulations usual in the chalk formation, varied only by a few lakes

and some fine woods. We snatched an interval required for resting the

horses to see the queen-dowager's palace at Lundby, which we found

to be a plain building situated amongst some pleasant groves, but in

no way remarkable, except that the domain was open at all points to

any one who chose to leave the high road by which it is skirted. We

walked over the grounds, and penetrated into the garden, asking no

leave, and meeting no resistance or challenge--a proof not so much,

I apprehend, of any special liberality in the royal possessor, as of

great harmlessness in the people; for certainly without _that_, no such

indulgence could be extended. The inferiority of the place in point of

trimness to similar places in England, and the meagre show of plants in

the garden, were remarkable. That fastidious mowing, and paring, and

cleaning, which is continually going on round a country residence in

England, is unknown in the north of Europe.

All along our way to Fredericksborg I observed heaps of granite and

gneiss boulders, ready to be broken up for the repair of the roads.

They were to me an interesting set of objects, as being my first

introduction to the grand Drift Formation of the north. To most

readers it will be enough for the present to say that they are masses

of stone belonging to the granitic and gneissic countries of northern

Sweden and Finland, which have been carried southward, probably for the

most part by icebergs floating in the sea by which this region was once

overspread. They are found imbedded in the clayey and gravelly covering

of the country, or encumbering its surface; and now the farmers are

allowed something for carting them to the roadsides, that they may be

pounded down by the disciples of Macadam. The kirb-stones, which form

the only approach to a pavement in Copenhagen are from the same source.

I examined many of the wayside heaps, as well as those presented in

gravel-pits, and found a few with traces of striation, denoting their

having undergone rubbing in the transport; but these were rare objects.

The cultivated land seems now pretty well cleared of them; but they

still abound in forest ground. The sand of the aforesaid gravel-pits

is in many places stratified, marking the deposition by water; but I

nowhere could detect shells.

At length the pinnacles of Fredericksborg began to appear over the dull

landscape, and we speedily found ourselves seated in the village inn at

a very tolerable dinner. When this was concluded, we sauntered to the

palace, which we found to be a huge brick edifice of the Elizabethan

style, forming three sides of a square, with detached masses and

courtyards, the whole closely surrounded by water. It is one of the

many memorials of the magnificence of the fourth Christian, but was

built on the site of a former palace; and amongst the few traces of

the original left, is a small island covered with shrubbery. The

shrubbery had been planted by Frederick II., the father of Christian,

in commemoration of the son having been born on the spot; and under

a feeling with which we can all sympathise, the reforming king left

this shrubbery untouched. It is said that the new palace took fifteen

years in building. Here, again, one wonders that so small a state

could at that time furnish funds for the erection of such sumptuous

edifices. The unchecked authority exercised by its princes is the only

explanation of the mystery. They seem to have regarded palace-building

as a legitimate amusement for their leisure hours, and to have been

under no sort of scruple as to the sufferings of their people in

furnishing the requisite funds. A Danish king, in the last century,

told his young queen, in a fit of gallantry, that if she should kill

a deer in the chase, he would build a palace on the spot. Such, I am

told, was the actual origin of one of the numerous palaces which now

adorn the country. To find ourselves now in this gray, old-fashioned

château, and be told that the king lived in it, seeing as we did no

trace of any state or pageantry whatever, and scarcely any mark of the

place being inhabited at all, raised some curious speculations in our

minds as to the change of the relations of monarch and subject since

the days of Christian IV.

The grand sight of Fredericksborg is the royal chapel, forming the

lower floor of one side of the square. It is a superb specimen of

that mixture of Grecian and Gothic which prevailed at the end of the

sixteenth century; no grandeur of plan, but infinite ornament of

detail, gilt reliefs (especially on the ceiling), carvings, and fine

inlaid woodwork. The pulpit has pillars of silver, and the altar-piece

glows with golden images and sculptures. 'The Swedes,' says Feldborg,

'took away twelve apostles in silver, leaving the figure of Christ,

which was formed of the same metal, to preach the Gospel at home, as

they wickedly expressed themselves, but declaring that his apostles

should do so abroad.' The screened recess for the royal family still

contains a range of chairs with wrought seats, which must be coeval

with the chapel, as they contain Christian's initials. There is even

still the same charity-box at the door, into which this grand old

prince must have popped his donations as he passed to worship; for

it, too, bears his initials. The coronations of the Danish kings take

place here, and this has led to an unfortunate modernisation being

effected at one end of the chapel for the accommodation of the throne,

with seats for the knights of the Order of the Elephant. In every

other particular it is preserved exactly as it was in the days of

the founder. I may remark that the shields of the living Elephantine

knights adorn the gallery. When they die, these symbols of their glory

are removed to a clean, well-kept crypt beneath one of the angles of

the palace, where the whole series for the last two centuries may be

seen. This is at once a curious historical study and a touching lecture

on the transitoriness of all human grandeur.

Over the chapel, and therefore occupying the same area, is the

Banqueting-Hall, certainly a most magnificent apartment, being no less

than 150 feet long, and of proportionate breadth, though generally

thought to be a little deficient in height. This large room is

beautifully paved with diced marble, and is covered all over with gilt

and painted ornaments, particularly in the ceiling, while each space

of wall between two windows contains a portrait of some monarch which

had been presented to the Danish sovereigns. The ceiling alone, which

is said to have been the work of twenty-six carvers for seven years,

might detain a curious visitor for a day, since there is scarcely a

familiar animal, or a trade, or art, which is not represented in it. In

one compartment you may study the business of _Distillatio_; in another

that of _Impressio Librorum_, and so forth. One sees in this and

similar places many valuable memorials of the things of a former age,

which he cannot but regret to leave after only a hasty and superficial

inspection. I am convinced that a painstaking and leisurely person, who

could take accurate drawings of such objects, would, in the course of a

few years' rambles over Europe, acquire the means of producing almost

a complete resuscitation of our mediæval ancestors in their dresses,

habits, and all other external circumstances.

When we had satisfied our curiosity with the Fredericksborg palace,

we returned to the inn, and speedily resumed our _char-a-banc_, but

with fresh horses. I observed with some surprise that the driver, in

passing out of the town, deemed himself at liberty to take a short

cut through the half-ruinous gateways and rain-bleached courts of the

palace, notwithstanding the presence of royalty within the mansion. We

found some fine woods extending from the palace in this direction, and

peopled with deer. A short drive brought us to another palace, called

Fredensberg, more modern than the last, and with some pretensions to

notice. But we were too much satiated with such sights to care for an

inspection of Fredensberg, and we therefore passed on to Elsinore,

where we arrived betimes in the evening.

An Englishman usually approaches this town with his mind full of

Shakspeare and Hamlet, and an eager expectation to see places hallowed

by association with the name of him of the inky cloak: supply naturally

follows demand, and hence it is not surprising to find that a place

called 'Hamlet's Garden' has been 'got up' in the neighbourhood, and

established as the scene of the murder of the royal Dane. Not being

disposed to have much faith in the reality of a northern prince of

the fourth century before the Christian era, I entered Elsinore with

comparatively sober feelings. It is a very ordinary-looking mercantile

town of 8000 inhabitants (yet the fourth in Denmark), situated on a

low plain beside that Sound which has originally given it consequence.

Not much less than a hundred vessels of all flags lay in the calm

sea in front, waiting for wind, or till they should pay their dues

to the king of Denmark. It is admitted that L.150,000 per annum are

thus extorted under favour of the cannon of Cronberg Castle, which

raises its huge form near by, like the beggar in 'Gil Blas,' whom the

reader may remember described as having his gun presented on a pair of

cross-sticks to enforce a demand neither less nor more justifiable.

It is certainly surprising that a system so little different from the

predatory practices of the Rhenish barons of the fourteenth century

should still be found in vigour. I am afraid that my only true

English associations with the place referred to things at which the

Shakspearian enthusiast will scoff--to wit, James VI. dating during

his honeymoon from Cronberg, 'quhair we are drinking and driving ower

in the auld maner,' and his descendant, Queen Matilda, here sighing

over the lost peace which was never more to be hers.[1] The mind is

sometimes strangely perverse and wayward, and I often find myself

interested in things for reasons sufficiently trivial. For instance,

while passing through the fosses and walls which surround this hardy

fortress, and while my companions were probably lost in admiration

of its stately proportions, I could not help recalling a passage in

Spottiswoode the historian, where, speaking of James's winter in this

castle, he mentions with complacency there being no such thing as a

quarrel between the Scotch and the Danes all the time, a circumstance

the more wonderful, says he, 'since it is hard for men in drink, _at

which they were continually kept_, long to agree.' After all, Cronberg

is only a great quadrangular palace in the centre of a set of ordinary

fortifications. The casemates in the walls are usually, however, a

subject of curiosity, in consequence of a legend thus related by a

native writer:--'For many ages the din of arms was now and then heard

in the vaults beneath the Castle of Cronberg. None knew the cause, and

there was not in all the land a man bold enough to descend into the

vaults. At last a slave who had forfeited his life was told that his

crime should be forgiven if he could bring intelligence of what he

found in the vaults. He went down, and came to a large iron door, which

opened of itself when he knocked. He found himself in a deep vault. In

the centre of the ceiling hung a lamp which was nearly burnt out; and

below stood a huge stone-table, round which some steel-clad warriors

sat, resting their heads on their arms, which they had laid crossways.

He who sat at the head of the table then rose up: it was Holger the

Dane [a hero of the fabulous age]. But when he raised his head from the

arms, the stone-table burst right in twain, for his beard had grown

through it. "Give me thy hand," said he to the slave. The slave durst

not give him the hand, but put forth an iron bar, which Holger indented

with his fingers. At last he let go his hold, muttering, "It is well!

I am glad there are yet men in Denmark."'[2] What is curious, there is

a similar traditionary story in Scotland, referring to a person called

the last of the Pechs;[3] and, if I am not mistaken, the Irish have

the same legend, varied only as to the person and the locality.

Behind the town, at the base of an ancient sea-bank, lies a plain

modern house called Marienlyst (Mary's Delight), which was built for

the residence of the late Frederick VI. when crown-prince, and which is

surrounded by a garden and pleasure-grounds open at all times to the

people of Elsinore. English strangers are taken hither to see 'Hamlet's

Garden'--the very scene of that foul murder which the mad-seeming

prince studied to avenge; also to muse over a cicerone-made _Hamlet's

grave_. I took a ramble here, to enjoy the physical beauties of the

place, which are considerable, and to obtain a view of some celebrity

from a platform above the house, where we command a long reach of the

Sound and of the opposite coast of Sweden. A less hackneyed subject of

curiosity is the geological character of the bank behind Marienlyst.

It is a terrace of clayey sand extending for miles along the coast,

at one uniform height in the fore part of about ninety-six feet above

the waters of the Sound, the front descending at the usual angle of a

talus of loose matter (38 degrees), to the low plain on which the town

is situated. This bank has already attracted the attention of native

geologists as a marine formation, the top being understood to have once

been the beach of the sea, which had subsequently rolled on the low

plain, cutting and carrying away matter from the bank rising above,

so as to leave the talus which we now see. What struck me, however,

with the greatest interest, was the perfect resemblance of the ground,

in all its features and relations, to ancient sea-banks and terraces

in Britain, even to the elevation of the terrace above the mean level

of the sea--a point from which the Baltic, it will be recollected,

scarcely departs.

On the evening of the 1st July I departed from Elsinore in the Gyller

steamer, which makes regular weekly voyages between Copenhagen and

Christiania, calling at Elsinore and Gottenburg to receive and set

down passengers. The accommodations in the vessel are sufficiently

comfortable; but the weather proving rough, my actual experiences were

anything but agreeable, more particularly as I was here, for the first

time, exposed to a near association with one of the most odious habits

of the northern nations. I do not like to speak too plainly on such a

subject; but it is remarkable, even as a physiological fact, how much

salivation goes on amongst some nations as compared with the generality

of mankind; and the fact of a neighbour on this occasion effecting a

vociferous discharge from his throat about every minute during all

the time I was awake, was scarcely less curious than his carelessness

about what came of the discharge was disgusting. Early in the morning

I came on deck to see the low rocky coasts of Sweden looming through

the thick rain and haze. On getting into the arm of the sea which leads

up to Gottenburg, I was enabled to observe the rounding of the surface

of the whole of the rocks along the shore, and gazed with admiration

on a phenomenon, the explanation of which has proved so puzzling. Even

here the perfect independence of the effect on any connection with

the sea as a cause was apparent, for the smoothed surfaces everywhere

descended unbroken below the waves. For a long time nothing was to

be seen on land but a tract of undulating rocky ground devoid of all

asperities; but at length we began to obtain glimpses of an extensive

swampy plain, where the sea terminated in the embouchure of a copious

river--the Götha (pronounced _Yutta_) Elv. Here we found seated the

thriving mercantile town of Gottenburg. We landed in heavy rain, amidst

which we had to make our way on foot to the Götha Kellare (pronounced

_Chellara_), the best inn in the place, but one strikingly beneath the

character of the town. The whole affair was a most dismal initiation

into Sweden; but it was soon made up to me by the welcome which I

experienced from a kindhearted schoolfellow and friend settled in the

neighbourhood.

Under more agreeable circumstances next day, I became aware that

Gottenburg is a regularly-built town of about 30,000 inhabitants,

containing a remarkable proportion of good private houses--much

permeated by canals, which are crossed by rather hard-favoured

stone-bridges--exhibiting on the inland side some beautiful environs,

throughout which are scattered many handsome mansions belonging to the

most eminent merchants. Gottenburg contains several British mercantile

houses, and is very much an English town, unless that my own countrymen

may be said more particularly to take the lead in its society.

Iron-founding and machine-making, cotton-spinning, sailcloth-making,

and sugar-refining, are the chief branches of industry, all of them

conducted under the protection of prohibitory duties, the Swedes

being willing to buy these articles at high prices from Englishmen

who will consent to make them in Sweden, rather than purchase them

cheaply in England. Accordingly, several of the Gottenburg firms are

understood to be realising incomes in striking disproportion to those

common among the natives; one, for instance, having cleared so much

as L.50,000 in a year; though here, it must be remarked, the result

was helped by a patent. These settlers are probably compensating in

some degree for their monopolies by the impulse which they give to the

indigenous population, noted in all time for the slowness of their

movements, and their dislike to adopt new fashions and methods. There

is a good, moreover, to be gained from commixtures of the people of two

countries, in as far as it tends, by making them acquainted with each

other, to extinguish mutual prejudice. As might be expected, some of

the manufactures thus forced into prominence in Sweden are conducted

under considerable disadvantages as compared with those of England.

For example, a cotton manufacturer in Sweden cannot get a supply of

his materials equably over the year, all communications being shut

up during the seven months of winter. The consequent necessity of

laying up a stock to serve through the winter, entailing a greater

outlay of capital, is so much against him. On the other hand, he may

save in the wages of his labourers. These trades are in the meanwhile

prosperous; but I have a strong sense of the precariousness of any

prosperity depending on protection, and believe that it would be well

for the protégés to consider that the self-sacrificing whim of their

Swedish customers may some day give way to an admission of the rational

principle--that the cheapest market is, in all circumstances, the best.

At the time of my visit to Gottenburg, one of the leading matters

of local interest was the erection of an Exchange upon an unusually

handsome scale. I had an opportunity of inspecting the building, when

it was all but finished, on my return from the north, and I must say

that I have rarely seen any edifice presenting a more elegant interior.

There are, besides the Exchange-room on the street-floor, a ball-room

and supper-room, also the apartments required for a restaurant and

coffeehouse up stairs; and the whole are decorated in a style of taste

far beyond any similar place in England that I am acquainted with.

The outlay, I was told, would be L.60,000 sterling; a remarkable sum

to be given for such a purpose in so small a town. Verily, I thought,

if some of my friends, who speak of Sweden as little better than the

Frozen Regions, were to be transported into the midst of the fairy

palace here erected in one of its second-rate towns, their ideas about

these northern countries could not fail to undergo a change. They

might turn, it is true, to the hotel, and remark with some bitterness,

derived from their own experiences, that Gottenburg, while going a

century ahead in an Exchange, was lingering two centuries behind in its

accommodations for strangers. I had afterwards some pleasure in looking

over the Chalmers School, an institution founded by a Scotch gentleman

of that name in order to give young men an education in the mechanical

and physical sciences. It is a large establishment, conducted in a

most efficient manner, and attended by abundance of pupils. Here,

again, Gottenburg is ahead of many other places of greater pretensions.

Mr Keiller's iron-foundry, where 170 people are employed, and where

everything seemed in the best order, occupied an hour agreeably.

Another was well devoted to Messrs Carnegie and Company's porter

brewery at Klippen, a suburb of Gottenburg. The favourite beverage of

London is here produced of excellent quality; and I was informed that

it is extensively used in Sweden, though it might be more so but for a

liquor more recently introduced--Bavarian beer--which is much better

adapted to the means of the generality of the people. I likewise paid a

visit to Messrs Gibson and Son's establishment at Jönsered, a few miles

from town, where, in a charming rural situation, iron-founding and

sailcloth-making are conducted on a large scale, the whole population

concerned being about 700. The entire arrangements seemed admirable,

but none more so than the general fact of the near and constant

association of the people with beautiful natural scenes, in which they

could, at their leisure hours, rove without restraint. When a factory

can be conducted in such local circumstances, the noted drawbacks

usually attending huge agglomerations of labour in a great measure

vanish; and one can only wish that so were they all.

I had now to consider with some friends by what means I should

prosecute my designed tour of Sweden and Norway, and much was the

cogitation and discussion on this subject before a plan could be

determined on. Driving one's self, with as little baggage as possible,

in a light carriage called a _carriole_, peculiar to the country, was

what my friends advised. Clever, pleasant Mr Enkstrom, the English

consul, who entered into the arrangements as if they had been a duty of

his post, could not imagine anything better. But I could not see how a

middle-aged person, who had never driven a carriage in his life, was to

get along with any comfort over the rough roads and through the vast

spaces of this northern land, exposed to all weathers, and destitute

of all knowledge of the language of the people by whose aid alone

could he stir even a step. I therefore expressed my willingness to be

somewhat obliging to myself in the way of expense; and it was finally

settled that I should have a four-wheeled and hooded carriage for two

horses, together with a servant to drive and act as my interpreter

or _tolkan_. The former was speedily obtained at a sum equivalent to

1s. 8d. English a day--a plain, old, barkened, battered machine as

ever met my eyes, yet warranted to be of great strength, as had been

often shown in Norwegian tours heretofore. As to a tolkan, the case

was more difficult. The man whom all regarded as the _facile princeps_

of his class, by name Jacob Carlblom, was absent under an engagement.

So were some others. At length a person named Quist was heard of, and

brought under examination. He proved to be a fine-looking, robust man

of about five-and-thirty, who had been a dragoon in the Swedish army,

but was now usually employed about a wine-merchant's establishment.

Little English did the honest fellow know, and he had never been far

into Norway; yet, all things considered, he seemed far from ineligible.

An amiable, simple character shone in his face, and he riveted the

favourable opinion which this excited amongst us all by the interest

he expressed about the welfare of his wife, and the stipulation he

seemed resolved to make that a portion of his wages should be paid to

her weekly during his absence. I therefore engaged Quist; nor was there

ever occasion to regret doing so, for he justified every favourable

anticipation. It was now, then, determined that I should set out on my

travels at an early hour next morning, taking the road to Christiania,

which is distant 215 English miles from Gottenburg. It was thought that

I might reach that city in little more than three days, provided that

_forebud_ notices were sent on before to warn the station-house keepers

to have horses in each instance ready for me. This is a custom peculiar

to the north, where the rarity of travellers teaches that it is more

economical to force horses from the farmers when they are wanted,

than to have them kept by innkeepers for regular service. There is,

therefore, a government regulation compelling the farmers to be ready,

when called upon, to furnish horses at a certain rate of remuneration;

and equally enforcing that the innkeepers shall, on receipt of warning,

or when directly called on by travellers, have horses at their doors

within two hours. It is a tyrannical system, to which I never could

reconcile myself; but no one is heard complaining of it. On the present

occasion, one of my friends procured for me a quantity of blank

schedules, and, extending a few, sent them off by post along the road

which I was to traverse next day, each being addressed to a special

innkeeper. Thus we accomplished the purpose at a comparatively trifling

expense. Had the post not been available, it would have been necessary

to send a special messenger at a cost equal to half that incurred for

the horses themselves.

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