MR. EDITOR,

After having, in the course of a long and very stormy life, given heed

to the clouds of the sky and the various aspects of the sea, which can

change before your eyes as you look, like a woman who discovers another

whom she likes better, and you stand forsaken and rejected, because a

girl's mind is like the ocean above-mentioned, and full of storms as the

Spanish Sea, and I early received my shock of that kind for life, of

which I do not intend to speak, but the weather is of a nature that I

have never before observed in this country, with small seas, rare and

moderate storms, and on this first Yule-day a peace on the earth and

such a complacent calm on the sea that you might row out in a trough.

The wreckage that came in on the 8th and 9th December last was the only

extravagance, so to speak, of the sea this year, for there was too much

in some places, and this will probably give the Lensmand a pretext for

holding an auction, to the great ruination of the people, for the planks

were rare ones, both long and good-hearted timber. But at an auction

half the pleasure is lost, besides more that is very various in

kind--for instance, brandy: and the town gentlemen who sell such liquor

to the farmer must answer to their consciences what substances and

ingredients such a drink is cooked out of, as it brings on mental

weakness and bodily torment, proof of which I have seen numberless times

in strong and well-fabricated persons, especially during the Yule-days.

But this is not my friendship's time, for they say at the farm that the

Oldermand [Footnote: Master-pilot] is haughty, and will not swallow

their devil's drink at any price. But I sit alone before a bottle of old

Jamaica, which is part of what Jacob Worse brought home from the West

Indies in 1825, and I think of him and Randulf and the old ones, and the

smell of the liquor seems to call up living conversations, which you can

hear, and you must laugh, although you are alone, and you have such a

desire to write everything down as it happened; but no more to the

newspapers for this reason, that they have been after me with false

teeth and a nice, neat widow, of whom nothing more will be said. And

this extraordinarily mild winter has in some way kept the rheumatism out

of my limbs; besides, I am strong by nature and no age to speak of; but,

of course, it must be admitted that youth is better and more lively, of

which, as above, nothing more will be said.

As the years go on, Mr. Editor, disappointments bite fast into us, like

barnacles and mussels under ships; but we ourselves do not feel that our

speed is decreasing, and that we are dropping astern, and, as already

hinted, old age does not protect us against folly.

Yours very truly,

LAURITZ BOLDEMANN SEEHUS.

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