CHAPTER XXIII.

Manasia--Has preserved its middle-age character.--Robinson

Crusoe.--Wonderful Echo.--Kindness of the

people.--Svilainitza.--Posharevatz.--Baby Giantess.

Next day, accompanied by the doctor, and a portion of the party of

yesterday, we proceeded to the convent of Manasia, five hours off; our

journey being mostly through forests, with the most wretched roads.

Sometimes we had to cross streams of considerable depth; at other

places the oaks, arching over head, almost excluded the light: at

length, on doubling a precipitous promontory of rock, a wide open

valley burst upon us, at the extremity of which we saw the donjons and

crenellated towers of a perfect feudal castle surrounding and fencing

in the domes of an antique church. Again I say, that those who wish

to see the castellated monuments of the middle ages just as they were

left by the builders, must come to this country. With us in old

Europe, they are either modernized or in ruins, and in many of them

every tower and gate reflects the taste of a separate period; some

edifices showing a grotesque progress from Gothic to Italian, and from

Italian to Roman _a la Louis Quinze_: a succession which corresponds

with the portraits within doors, which begin with coats of mail, or

padded velvet, and end with bag-wigs and shoe-buckles. But here, at

Manasia,

"The battle towers, the donjon keep,

The loophole grates, where captives weep.

The flanking walls that round it sweep,

In yellow lustre shone;"

and we were quietly carried back to the year of our Lord 1400; for

this castle and church were built by Stephan, Despot of Servia, the

son of Knes Lasar. Stephan, Instead of being "the Czar of all the

Servian lands and coasts," became a mere hospodar, who must do as he

was bid by his masters, the Turks.

Manasia being entirely secluded from the world, the monastic

establishment was of a humbler and simpler nature than that of

Ravanitza, and the monks, good honest men, but mere peasants in cowls.

After dinner, a strong broad-faced monk, whom I recognized as having

been of the company at Ravanitza, called for a bumper, and began in a

solemn matter-of-fact way, the following speech: "You are a great

traveller in our eyes; for none of us ever went further than Syrmium.

The greatest traveller of your country that we know of was that

wonderful navigator, Robinson Crusoe, of York, who, poor man, met with

many and great difficulties, but at length, by the blessing of God,

was restored to his native country, his family, and his friends. We

trust that the Almighty will guard over you, and that you will never,

in the course of your voyages and travels, be thrown like him on a

desert island; and now we drink your health, and long life to you."

When the toast was drunk, I thanked the company, but added that from

the revolutions in locomotion, I ran a far greater chance now-a-days

of being blown out of a steam-boat, or smashed to pieces on a

railway.

From the rocks above Manasia is one of the most remarkable echoes I

ever heard; at the distance of sixty or seventy yards from one of the

towers the slightest whisper is rendered with the most amusing

exactness.

From Manasia we went to Miliva, where the peasantry were standing in a

row, by the side of a rustic tent, made of branches of trees. Grapes,

roast fowl, &c. were laid out for us; but thanking them for their

proffered hospitality, we passed on. From this place the road to

Svilainitza is level, the country fertile, and more populous than we

had seen any where else in Servia. At some places the villagers had

prepared bouquets; at another place a school, of fifty or sixty

children, was drawn up in the street, and sang a hymn of welcome.

At Svilainitza the people would not allow me to go any further; and we

were conducted to the chateau of M. Ressavatz, the wealthiest man in

Servia. This villa is the _fac simile_ of the new ones in the banat of

Temesvav, having the rooms papered, a luxury in Servia, where the

most of the rooms, even in good houses, are merely size-coloured.

Svilainitza is remarkable, as the only place in Servia where silk is

cultivated to any extent, the Ressavatz family having paid especial

attention to it. In fact, Svilainitza means the place of silk.

From Svilainitza, we next morning started for Posharevatz, or

Passarovitz, by an excellent macadamized road, through a country

richly cultivated and interspersed with lofty oaks. I arrived at

mid-day, and was taken to the house of M. Tutsakovitch, the president

of the court of appeal, who had expected us on the preceding evening.

He was quite a man of the world, having studied jurisprudence in the

Austrian Universities. The outer chamber, or hall of his house, was

ranged with shining pewter plates in the olden manner, and his best

room was furnished in the best German style.

In a few minutes M. Ressavatz, the Natchalnik, came, a serious but

friendly man, with an eye that bespoke an expansive intellect.

"This part of Servia," said I, "is _Ressavatz qua_, _Ressavatz la_.

We last night slept at your brother's house, at Svilainitza, which is

the only chateau I have seen in Servia; and to-day the rapid and

agreeable journey I made hither was due to the macadamized road,

which, I am told, you were the means of constructing."

The Natchalnik bowed, and the president said, "This road originated

entirely with M. Ressavatz, who went through a world of trouble before

he could get the peasantry of the intervening villages to lend their

assistance. Great was the first opposition to the novelty; but now the

people are all delighted at being able to drive in winter without

sinking up to their horses' knees in mud."

We now proceeded to view the government buildings, which are all new,

and in good order, being somewhat more extensive than those elsewhere;

for Posharevatz, besides having ninety thousand inhabitants in its own

_nahie_,[16] or government, is a sort of judicial capital for Eastern

Servia.

The principal edifice is a barrack, but the regular troops were at

this time all at Shabatz. The president showed me through the court of

appeal. Most of the apartments were occupied with clerks, and fitted

up with shelves for registers. The court of justice was an apartment

larger than the rest, without a raised bench, having merely a long

table, covered with a green cloth, at one end of which was a crucifix

and Gospels, for the taking of oaths, and the seats for the president

and assessors.

We then went to the billiard-room with the Natchalnik, and played a

couple of games, both of which I lost, although the Natchalnik, from

sheer politeness, played badly; and at sunset we returned to the

president's house, where a large party was assembled to dinner. We

then adjourned to the comfortable inner apartment, where, as the chill

of autumn was beginning to creep over us, we found a blazing fire; and

the president having made some punch, that showed profound

acquaintance with the jurisprudence of conviviality, the best amateurs

of Posharevatz sang their best songs, which pleased me somewhat, for

my ears had gradually been broken into the habits of the Servian muse.

Being pressed myself to sing an English national song, I gratified

their curiosity with "God save the Queen," and "Rule Britannia,"

explaining that these two songs contained the essence of English

nationality: the one expressive of our unbounded loyalty, the other of

our equally unbounded ocean dominion.

_President_. "You have been visiting the rocks and mountains of

Servia; but there is a natural curiosity in this neighbourhood, which

is much more wonderful. Have you heard of the baby giantess?"

_Author_. "Yes, I have. I was told that a child was six feet high, and

a perfect woman."

_President_. "No, a child of two years and three months is as big as

other children of six or seven years, and her womanhood such as is

usual in girls of sixteen."

_Author_. "It is almost incredible."

_President_. "Well, you may convince yourself with your own eyes,

before you leave this blessed town."

The Natchalnik then called a Momke, and gave orders for the child to

be brought next day. At the appointed hour the father and mother came

with the child. It was indeed a baby giantess, higher than its

brother, who was six years of age. Its hands were thick and strong,

the flesh plump, and the mammae most prominently developed. Seeing the

room filled with people, it began to cry, but its attention being

diverted by a nodding mandarin of stucco provided for the purpose, the

nurse enabled us to verify all the president had said. This phenomenon

was born the 29th of June, 1842, old style, and the lunar influences

were in operation on the tenth month after birth. I remarked to the

president, that if the father had more avarice than decency, he might

go to Europe, and return with his weight in gold.

FOOTNOTES:

[Footnote 16: _Nahie_ is a Turkish word, and meant "_district_." The

original word means "_direction_," and is applied to winds, and the

point of the compass.]

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