CXL.

TAGANROG, RUSSIA, _June 28, 1858_.

From Staverpool I had five hundred wersts to travel in order to strike

the waters of the river Don, at Rastoff, a town which thrives through

the increasing grain trade. From thence I came in a tug steamer to this

city, on the head waters of the Sea of Azoff.

The scenery on the route is little varied, consisting of vast steppes,

or plains, with seldom any timber to be seen, and Cossack villages

every twenty wersts and upwards. Immense droves of cattle, sheep,

goats, and horses are frequently observed grazing, and cultivation

is somewhat better and more general than in the country I had passed

through before.

The natural roads over the prairies are easy for horses and for

travellers, but quite monotonous. Posting is less difficult, and less

dangerous, from the attacks of freebooters, being out of the district

of the Circassians, but it is almost as difficult to obtain supplies on

the road.

When horses were obtainable, we kept on until late at night, as my

companion assured me there was no danger. He was familiar with the

roads, and, notwithstanding others lay by through apprehension, and

postmasters would not furnish horses after dark, he said at the point

where we were, the Circassians could not seize us, and get across the

line of sentinels by daylight; besides which, at this season they had

their engagements, and can also be traced through the grass. As I was

anxious to get on to catch the weekly steamer, I allowed myself to

be convinced, and can now rejoice at being out of the reach of the

Abassiens, Mingraliens, Georgians, Circassians, and Cossacks.

A few evenings since, at one of the rude stations where we passed the

night, a pleasing rencontre for my friend was the meeting of a general

en route for his post on the shores of the Caspian. They had not met

since they were cadets together, some fifteen years before. He was

provided with some choice sherry and some old Havanas, which gave

additional zest to an evening in a barbarous country.

This pretty, well-built town, occupied in part by Greeks, who have made

fortunes in the grain trade, was sadly mutilated by the fleets of the

allies. Many of the ruined houses and magazines have been restored. I

counted thirteen cannon shot in the front of the house of an eccentric

individual, who had made his repairs, and stuccoed the balls, mosaic

like, in the front. The lower part of the city, under the bluff, was

entirely destroyed, and the upper part, on the hill, badly damaged.

There are some two hundred vessels, of different nations, in the

roadstead, waiting for cargoes of flint wheat, or the lighters loaded

with the ordinary kinds, brought from Rastoff, or higher up in the

Don. Large quantities are transported from the river Wolga to the

Don, and floated down. The fisheries of the river are also important,

and quantities of caviar are made from the eggs of the sturgeon, for

exportation. The hide, wool, and tallow traffic is also considerable.

A monument to the Emperor Alexander, who died here after his visit to

the Crimea, is erected upon the public square. The so-called palace,

a large mansion house, where he died, is visited generally by Russian

travellers. The room he died in has an altar in it, and the priest who

was with him in his last hours still lives, and presides on festive

occasions. I noticed here, also, that a few stray shots of the enemy

had done their work.

I found one village near Rastoff almost exclusively occupied by

Armenians. Their churches are handsome edifices, and will compare

favorably with the Russian churches for beauty of architecture, and

the towers and cupolas painted white, with green roofs, have a pretty

effect. The interior decorations are not unlike the Russian Greek

churches, which, in paintings, images, crucifixes, lamps, and candles,

are more overloaded than the Latin Catholics.

The Armenians are generally a money-getting race, and surpass the Jews

in financiering.

Among the different races which I have found in this country, the

Kalmucks must not be forgotten. They remind me of the Chinese as far as

traits of feature are concerned. They are mostly employed as shepherds.

Their huts are made of a sort of felt, under which husband, wife, and

children are grouped together. They use for covering the skins of

sheep, and live upon black bread and loppered milk. They kill no animal

for food, it being contrary to religious prejudice; but when one dies,

I notice the great iron pot is partly filled with water, and placed

over the fire in the middle of the tent. The intestines of the beast

are boiled with slices of pressed common tea, which comes overland in

the shape of cakes, and a soup is prepared for the whole family.

Russia comprises such an infinity of races, some half-civilized,

and some barbarian, that it is not surprising, notwithstanding the

upper classes are educated, and have the surface, or gloss, of high

civilization, that one often discovers the traces of barbarism when

least expected. They are hospitable in general, and I have received

many civilities at their hands; but nevertheless the proverb, “Scratch

the Russian a little, and under the surface you find the Tartar,” in

many instances is not incorrect. They are trying to improve their

condition, but what can be done by a people who rely upon the will of

one man, whose word is law?

The routine of Bureaucracy is fearful. The laws are a mass of ukases

issued by the different emperors, and many remain dead letters. For

instance the Emperor Nicholas, hearing of a great conflagration

from the use of lucifer matches, issued an edict prohibiting their

introduction, which does not prevent the general use of them; still the

ukase is not countermanded. The abuses of officials are also startling.

The government was robbed to a great extent during the war by persons

who are now living in splendor. Many were detected who had sent their

ill-gotten gains to the bank on interest; these sums were confiscated.

The crown has now reduced the rate of interest from four to three

per cent. on bank deposits, hoping to induce the people to invest in

railroads, but they say they would rather have three per cent. certain

than risk their money in new undertakings. There is no spirit of public

enterprise among the people, and if there was, every possible obstacle

would be thrown in the way by the officers and employees of the

government.

The circulation is mostly the Government Bank paper, which is

prohibited from coming in if once taken out, and when one leaves the

country, to buy gold and silver he must pay a handsome advance, as both

of the precious metals bear a premium, and the bank can only be called

upon for small sums. The natural consequence of such a state of things

in any country is advanced prices for all articles of consumption.

If the last emperor had employed one half the vast sums expended in

keeping up a gigantic military force, in improvements to the roads and

rivers, and in railways, he would have been a great benefactor to his

people.

Much is hoped and expected from the present emperor, who is willing to

be guided and advised, while Nicholas was obstinate, and his will was

law. I find more liberty of speech and action among the people now than

when I first visited Russia, ten years ago, when every one felt as if

his neighbor was a spy.

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