CHAPTER IV.

OUR LANDLORD BECOMES OUR GUIDE. PECULIAR SCENERY OF THIS PART OF

BOHEMIA. A VILLAGE BEER-HOUSE. TRAVELLING MECHANICS. ACCOUNT OF THE

TORPINDAS. TOILSOME MARCH. MARCHOVIDES. ENTERTAINMENT THERE.

Up to this moment the elements had behaved towards us with remarkable

kindness. We had, therefore, no right to complain, however deeply we

might lament the circumstance, when, on drawing up the window-blinds,

we ascertained that the rain was falling in torrents; and we felt that

we must needs face it. We therefore descended to the tap-room, after

discussing our cakes and coffee, and proceeded to bid our landlady

farewell. But neither she nor her husband would permit us to budge an

inch. The rain could not last. Only wait an hour, and the sky would be

clear, when our host himself would be our guide, and put us in a way of

reaching Liebenau much more agreeably, as well as with less fatigue,

than if we followed the high road. We could not resist this appeal, so

we sat still.

At length, about eight o'clock, though the rain had not entirely

ceased, the heavens looked so bright that we expressed an earnest

desire to push forward. As no mercenary motives had operated to produce

the previous opposition of our hosts, so now such opposition was at

once withdrawn; and the landlord, slinging his gun and pouch over his

shoulder, declared himself at our command. We took leave of the kind

landlady, not without tears on her side, and quitted Gabel, in all

probability, for ever.

We had been correctly warned as to the probable duration of the storm.

The rain, which fell in occasional showers when we first set out, soon

ceased entirely, and we had once more a clear and cloudless sky, with a

nice cool breeze just sufficiently powerful to refresh without

incommoding us. Our walk, likewise, was very interesting; for,

independently of the extreme beauty of the scene,--hills and dales,

forests and cultivated fields, deep glens and swelling table-lands,--we

passed over ground which had witnessed some sharp fighting during the

movements of the French army upon Dresden. The Allies, it appears,

manoeuvred well in this quarter; for, by showing numerous skeletons

of corps, they led Napoleon to imagine that a large army of Austrians,

Russians, and Prussians was here; and, while he watched them carefully,

they had well-nigh cut him off from his line of retreat. During these

demonstrations on both sides, foraging parties had been sent out from

Gabel, to sweep the neighbouring villages. These our guide had seen,

and one of them he followed so as to become eye-witness to an affair

which it had near a hamlet which we passed. He described the scattering

fire of the jagers, and the occasional dashes of the hussars, with

great animation, though, according to his showing, this, like other

rencounters of the sort, cost more powder than lives.

Having accompanied us at least two German miles,--that is, full ten

miles according to our English mode of computing distances,--the

landlord of the Hernhause stopped short, and prepared to take his

leave. We shook hands warmly, and I thought I heard his voice quiver

when, in return for a cast of flies, he thanked me. Nor must I permit

it to be believed, that the regrets were all on his side. I do not know

when my feelings have been more engaged among strangers, than by the

unaffected kindness of the people of Gabel,--a kindness on which we had

no right to calculate, however much we might be justified in looking

for civility in return for our money.

Once more, then, the world was before us, and seldom has it shone out

beneath the gaze of youth and inexperience more winningly than it did

under the influence of that delicious day. The rain of the preceding

night, and of the early part of the morning, had given to herb and tree

a fresher and a fairer green. The fallows wore no longer a parched-up

and dust-like hue, and the rivulets, swollen but not polluted, retained

their lucid character as they rolled on their way. From brake and bush,

from grove and hedge-row, thousands of unseen choristers filled the air

with melody, and the very oxen and horses, as they dragged their

ploughs, or toiled onwards with their wagons, seemed to acknowledge the

blessed influence which other creatures felt. We sat beneath the shade

of a small plantation to enjoy the scene, and then, with spirits

unconsciously elevated, and hearts not, I trust, insensible to the

glories of nature, and the goodness of nature's God, resumed our

pilgrimage.

Our route lay, throughout the whole of this day's progress, through

green fields, and over narrow footpaths. Not so much as once were we

driven to the necessity of following the high road; but taking our

observations carefully, and bearing with wonderful exactness from point

to point, we had already arrived within an hour's walk of Liebenau,

before we were aware. While compassing the space that intervened

between the village where our guide quitted us and this, which had been

marked down as our resting-place for the night, we passed many striking

and beautiful landscapes, such as I would willingly pause to describe,

were human language capable of describing them faithfully. Everywhere

around us, bold conical hills stood up, not a few of which bore upon

their summits the ruins of old castles, while all were more or less

clothed throughout with noble forests. For the portion of Bohemia which

we were now crossing, may with perfect truth be represented as a

succession of glorious valleys, overshadowed by not less glorious

mountains. The straths are all of them fertile to an extraordinary

degree, and as I have already stated, both they and the hill-sides

abound with inhabitants. Yet is the country a mountain district, in

every sense of the word, though the very mountains either are by

nature, or have by industry been rendered, uncommonly fertile.

The great defect in Bohemian scenery, is the absence of water. There is

scarcely a lake in the whole kingdom, and, with the exception of two or

three, such as the Elbe, the Iser, the Bober, &c., the rivers hardly

deserve to take rank with the larger class of our mountain streams.

Such a defect is sorely felt by him who, looking down from the brow of

a lofty hill over a wide plain, beholds perfection in every particular,

except that there is no water there; and when from the narrower ravines

you miss the lochs and tarns, which give to Cumberland and the

Highlands of Scotland their peculiar character, your disappointment

scarcely falls short of mortification. Perhaps, indeed, a double motive

may have operated with us to produce this feeling. Our eyes pined, in

the first place, for the object on which, in such situations, they had

been accustomed at home to repose; and secondly, our fishing-rods felt

like useless burdens in our hands. But it was not destined to be so for

ever, as I shall have occasion, in the course of my narrative, to show.

We had walked well and stoutly,--the sort of half-rest which we enjoyed

the day before giving fresh vigour to our limbs,--so that between two

and three o'clock we ventured to calculate that Liebenau could not be

far distant. Hunger and thirst were, however, beginning to be rather

inconveniently felt; and as our calculations might after all be

erroneous, we judged it prudent to seek, in a little ale-house by the

way-side, such refreshment as could be procured. Our hotel was of the

very humblest description; namely, the beer-house of a small hamlet,

and could furnish only brown bread, cheese, butter, and beer. These, in

the existing state of our appetites, went down famously; and a pipe of

good tobacco to wind up withal, was not out of place. Neither was even

this unpretending house of call destitute to us of subjects of

interest. We found when we entered the tap-room two young men asleep on

the benches, and a couple of large packs lying beside them. They awoke

shortly afterwards, and proved to be, as we had expected, journeymen

mechanics. For in Germany a custom universally prevails, that young

men, after serving their apprenticeship to the trade which they intend

to practise, go forth upon their travels, and dispose of their wares,

not only in remote towns and villages of their native state, but in

foreign lands. Some of these journeymen travel from Saxony, for

example, as far as Hamburg and Copenhagen. Several make their way into

France; and I have even heard of them penetrating both the wilds of

Russia, and the classical and fair fields of Italy. The consequence

is, that they return home with minds very much enlarged, and an

acquaintance, more or less accurate, not only with the systems of

commerce, but with the languages of foreign countries, and that a

stranger is surprised on entering a shop in Dresden or Zittau, to find

that French, and perhaps Italian and English, are understood by the

tradesman who keeps it.

The young men whom we found in occupation of the tap-room were by trade

cutlers. Natives of some obscure town in Prussian Silesia, of which I

have forgotten the name, they were wandering about through Bohemia with

the intention by-and-by of proceeding into Saxony, and so round by

Berlin and Potsdam to their homes. Their knapsacks, which they hastened

according to established usage to unbuckle, contained a plentiful

supply of knives, forks, scissors, and razors; but the poor fellows

were not successful in driving a bargain, for their charges were

exorbitantly high, and their goods of an indifferent quality. Even the

host himself bid but one-half their demand, and neither he nor we could

bring the merchants to our terms.

While we were haggling about an eighteen-penny clasp knife, the door of

the tap-room opened, and there entered an old man, clothed in rags,

with a wallet at his back and a long piked stick in his hand; who,

uncovering his head, knelt down upon the floor, and began to pray and

cross himself with surprising volubility. My young companion gave him a

piece of money, which checked his devotions only for a moment; for he

merely looked at it, nodded his head again, and resumed his muttering

with all possible eagerness. But at the termination of, perhaps, five

minutes, his prayers seemed to have been told out,--for he rose and

with a loud voice pronounced a benediction on the house and all that

were in it. This done, he turned about, and walked away.

The whole affair was to us so novel in its character, that the

questions which we put to the landlord were put eagerly, but our

eagerness proved to be uncalled for. "Story! God bless you! I have none

to tell, Sir." What we mistook for a striking incident, proved to be an

everyday occurrence in Bohemia, and our imaginary palmer or devotee but

a common beggar. And now, having touched on the subject, we proceeded

to sound the depth of our host's information on the subject of gypsies.

Where did they horde? how were we most likely to fall in with one of

their camps, and what sort of treatment might we expect to receive at

their hands? It was with some difficulty that we could make the honest

man comprehend the object which we had in view; and when he did catch

our meaning, his reply was brief and pithy. "The people you speak of we

call Torpindas. They are an idle worthless set of vagabonds. They have

no camps in Bohemia of which I ever heard,--neither is Bohemia their

home. They come out of Hungary, and beg their way far and near in the

summer months; going about in pairs or by threes, and sleeping at

nights under sheds, or on the floors of such tap-rooms as are opened to

them. I advise you to have as little to say to them as possible.

Avowedly, they are mere beggars, but their hands are always prompt for

picking and stealing, and they are said not to be over scrupulous in

using their knives." Here, then, if our informant spoke correctly, was

an end to one of the dreams which had prompted our incursion into

Bohemia. But though we gave him full credit for speaking what he

believed to be the truth, we took the liberty of questioning the

accuracy of his information, particularly in reference to the more

tremendous parts of it,--the hints touching the blood-thirsty

propensities of the Torpindas. For the Austrian police is a great deal

too vigilant to overlook, in any corner of the empire, the commission

of murder; at least, the habitual perpetration of such a crime by any

class of persons so marked as the gypsies. Though, therefore, we began

to fear that we might be pursuing a shadow, and that either there were

no gypsy camps to join, or that the excitement of such an adventure

would not compensate for the desagrémens attending it, we did not at

once lay aside our determination of making up to the first horde whom

we should meet, and striving to become their guests for four-and-twenty

hours, if not for longer.

We had now rested our allotted period, so we wished our companions good

luck, and resuming our march arrived in Liebenau about half-past four

o'clock. It is a clean, neat town; built along the side of a hill, and

commanding a fine view, across the intervening valley, of a bolder

range than its own; but of its means of accommodating strangers I

cannot speak. For the day was yet so young, and we felt so unusually

fresh and vigorous, that, after a brief consultation, it was agreed

between us to push on, if possible, some five or six miles farther. We

accordingly proceeded to the post-office; where, on consulting the head

of the department, we learned that about two stunden,--that is, about

six English miles further, on the way to Hoen Elbe, was a place called

Marchovides, where we should find excellent quarters for the night.

This was precisely the sort of intelligence which we could have wished

to receive, and we lost no time in acting upon it.

Would that I possessed the power of bringing before my reader's eye

even a faint representation of the magnificent scenery through which

this late march carried us. After climbing with infinite toil a long

and steep ridge, by crossing which a prodigious detour was to be saved,

we gained a point whence, on one hand, the eye could range over no

inconsiderable portion of Bohemia; while on the other, the snowy peaks

of the Riesengebirgen bounded the prospect, though still separated from

us by a wide breadth of highlands. Close at our feet, on either side,

were deep rich valleys, highly cultivated as usual, and swarming with

villages; while far away lay town and tower, castle and convent, forest

and green meadow, mountain and ravine, producing by their combinations

as glorious and diversified a panorama as it has ever been my good

fortune to behold. And yet I am not sure that even this scene, striking

as it seemed to be, was not cast into the shade, when, after dragging

our weary limbs across the hollow, and gaining the opposite ridge, we

opened out a prospect, narrower to be sure, but far surpassing, in

rugged grandeur, any on which we had as yet gazed. Another deep ravine

lay beneath us, dark with the forest which covered its base; beyond

which uprose a chain of jagged and pine-clad rocks, resembling in their

forms the fragments of some huge castle, or rather of an enormous city

of castles, shaken by an earthquake into ruins. Even now I am not

satisfied that among these tall and beetling crags there were no

remnants of man's handiwork; for the gloom of twilight was upon them

when I saw them first, and ere I had ceased to gaze it had well nigh

deepened into night.

Extreme fatigue is a serious damper to enthusiasm of any sort, and keen

as our relish of nature's more colossal forms might be, I am not sure

that we would not have exchanged, at that moment, the view of these

wonders, with all the train of thoughts arising out of them, for the

interior of a snug room in a village inn, and a mess of calves' flesh,

with a bottle of wine to drink after it. Of our village inn we as yet,

however, saw no symptoms; and wearily and slowly step followed step,

without, as it seemed, bringing us nearer to the object of our wishes.

At last, just as darkness had fairly set in, we met, at the brow of a

hill, a rustic, and received from him the gratifying intelligence that

Marchovides lay about a quarter of an hour's walk distant, in the

valley beyond. "And the gasthof," cried we, "what sort of a place is

it? Can we get supper, and beds, and a bottle of wine?" "Oh, yes,"

replied the countryman, "it is a capital quarter. Wine, and every other

thing that is good, may be had there for the asking." "This is as it

should be," said we one to another, while recalling our energies for a

final effort we hitched our packs higher upon our shoulders, and

quickened our pace.

We had not walked far along the descent when, through the thickening

gloom, numerous lights glancing from cottage windows made us aware that

we were approaching Marchovides. We made for one of the first of these

dwellings, inquired for the inn, had its situation accurately described

to us, and hurried towards it. The first impression made upon us by

this "excellent quarter," was far from favourable. It served the

two-fold purpose of a mill and a gasthof; and whatever the comparative

merits of the mill might be, the gasthof department was clearly not of

the highest order. Before the door stood a wagon, which the wagoner was

mending by the light of a lantern, while beneath the staircase a huge

archway showed itself, filled--as on a nearer inspection I, to my

horror, ascertained--with wagons also. "God help us," cried I, "we have

travelled far to reach a sorry resting-place; for I am greatly deceived

if this be not a house of call for wains, the drivers of which will

probably be our companions both at bed and board." First impressions

are not, however, at all times to be relied upon; so we did our best to

thrust aside the unpleasant anticipations which were beginning to crowd

upon us, and recollecting that there was no other alternative than

either to lodge here, or pass the night hungry and cheerless in the

open air, we put a bold face on the matter, and entered.

We had calculated justly, for things were not quite so bad as the

apparition of the wagons had led us to anticipate. The saloon, on the

threshold of which we stood, contained of living creatures only one

man, somewhat passed the middle of life, who seemed to be in the act of

making his toilette; an old woman busily engaged with her needle, three

wenches, who moved hither and thither, now poking about the stove, now

arranging dirty linen, apparently for the wash-tub, and one or two

children. Tables and benches there were, as usual; also water-buckets,

a few chairs, and a tub or two, while a line drawn the whole length of

the apartment, about a foot and a half from the roof, supported, in

graceful disarray, a profusion of coats, trousers, aprons, petticoats,

and stockings. To complete the picture, there were no candles burning,

not even a rosin taper; but here and there a piece of blazing bog-pine,

either stuck in some cranny, or borne about in the hands of a domestic,

cast over the scene a dark red light. I dare say we should have been

delighted with all this, had we been assured of obtaining an apartment,

into which, when tired of the sublime and beautiful, it might be

competent for us to retire; but being quite uncertain on that head, our

first measure was to question the sempstress touching both her ability

and inclination to accommodate us. Never surely was the spirit of

patient industry more strikingly illustrated than in the personage whom

we now addressed. Her needle did not cease to hold its course one

moment; scarcely, indeed, would she lift her eyes above her spectacles;

while, in a tone by no means conciliating, she informed us, that she

had no chamber, no flesh of any kind, no eggs, no white bread, nor any

other article which, in the vanity of our souls, we had rashly named.

"Why they told me these were excellent quarters!" said I, horrified out

of the exercise of my usual tactics.

"So they are!" was the answer; "this is a capital quarter."

"But you have no beds nor bed-rooms!"

"Oh yes, we have!"

"Won't you give us one, then?"

"No, I won't!"

"Why, my dear creature? Depend upon it, we will not run away with

them."

"Very likely; but we have none to give you all the same."

This was a poser, and my companion and I looked at one another with

rueful countenances; At length I resumed:--

"Your house seems to be a large one; how comes it that you have no

sleeping accommodation for your guests?"

"This is a large apartment," interposed the half-clad man from his

distant table; "we can accommodate plenty of guests that are not too

grand for us, here."

"Oho!" exclaimed I, "you can make up beds for us on the floor. That

will do well enough; and now for supper."

The facility with which I slid into their peculiar views of comfortable

sleeping accommodations seemed to have a very salutary effect upon the

tempers of our hosts; for the half-clad man turned out to be the

husband of the sewing woman, as well as a person of considerable

importance in his own neighbourhood. The old lady discovered that there

_were_ some eggs in the cupboard after all, and that certain slices of

bacon remained from a stock which had been laid in some time previously.

Moreover, the cellar contained some wine; neither very strong nor very

high flavoured, certainly, but sound and wholesome, as we discovered on

trial, and more acceptable to our palates than beer. To work,

therefore, the dame and her maidens went, and in half an hour we saw

before us, on a nice clean cloth, and by the flame of a farthing

rushlight, half a dozen eggs, sundry lumps of pork, some rye-bread and

butter, and a flask of white wine. They did not continue long in the

order of their integrity. The eggs disappeared in a twinkling. Several

fierce inroads were made into the bread and butter, and even the bacon

suffered considerably. As to the wine, it passed away like water

spilled upon the ground, which cannot be gathered up again. But there

was another enemy pressing us sore, over and above hunger. We had

walked upwards of thirty English miles, and my companion especially

could scarcely keep his eyes open,--a circumstance which was not slow

in attracting the attention of our now obliging hostess, and for which

she hastened to provide. Some trusses of good clean straw were brought

into the room and spread upon the floor. Over these was laid a sort of

mattress, and the youngster, dressed as he was, cast his knapsack down

for a pillow, and threw himself on the couch thus prepared for him. In

five minutes he was just as happy as if he had rested on his own bed at

Schandau.

Meanwhile sundry persons, all of them young men, entered the tap-room,

and visions of wagoners snoring on the floor beside me began again to

haunt my imagination; when, to my great relief, I ascertained that

these were "the miller's men," who, having eaten their supper with the

female members of the family, would withdraw to their nests in the

cock-loft. And truly this affair of the domestics' supper was curious

enough. Heaven knows what the mess might be, which, being brought

piping hot from the oven, was planted down in a brown stew-pan, right

in the centre of one of the tables; but the appetites of the twelve

persons who forthwith gathered round it, spoon in hand, appeared

excellent. It was quite edifying to behold the order, and silence, and

regularity with which, one after another, they shovelled their

respective portions into their mouths; and how patiently they endured

the intense heat, which, judging from the hissing of the stew, must

have accompanied each ladleful. Finally, the dish being emptied, they

rose with one accord, and departed, the young men to their mattresses,

or, it may be, to their occupations about the mill,--the young women to

fulfil what remained of their daily tasks.

While this was going on, the landlord and I were keeping up an animated

conversation, of which I remember nothing more than that it turned

chiefly upon the state of his own family and affairs, and tended to

impress me with becoming notions of his dignity. Indeed, I may state,

once for all, that the landlord of a German inn, whether it be an hotel

in a capital, or like this at Marchovides, a beer-shop in a remote

village, is in his own eyes a person of very considerable importance.

While his wife, poor soul, performs all the menial offices about you,

which the domestics either cannot, or are not expected to perform, the

host himself is content to keep you in talk, which he not unfrequently

accomplishes by sitting down beside you, and helping you to discuss

your wine or beer. Nor does it inflict the slightest wound upon your

dignity, whatever your station in life may be, to fall in with his

humours. If you cut him short, you may miss the opportunity of learning

something which you could have wished to learn, and you are sure to

suffer from the diminished attention which is shown to you ever after.

If you indulge him, you may be bored for a while, it is true; but you

have the satisfaction of reflecting, that you neither wounded a private

man's feelings, nor offered wanton outrage to the customs of a

community.

Like my boy I was by this time getting tired and sleepy; and I cast

sundry wishful glances towards the heap of straw. The landlord

understood my situation, and hastened to assure me that we should have

the whole of the chamber to ourselves, and that if I would lie down,

the place should be cleared for us in a quarter of an hour. "For, to

tell you the truth," cried he, "we all sleep, my wife, and I, and the

children, and these wenches, in a little chamber beyond; the whole

house, large as you justly observed that it was, being occupied, either

as store-rooms for flour, or with the machinery of the mill." I begged

my friend not to put his household to the smallest inconvenience on my

account, and lying down beside my companion, closed my eyes.

I soon found, however, that sleep was out of the question. The

temperature of the apartment could not be less than a hundred degrees,

and there were so many dim lights and strange figures passing to and

fro, that all my efforts to abstract myself from them proved fruitless.

I therefore opened my eyes again, and lay to observe the issue. In a

short time landlord, landlady, and children withdrew. Then followed a

sort of clearing-up of odds and ends by the maidens, and last of all a

washing of feet and legs. This latter operation amused me exceedingly,

and I could not resist the inclination which I felt of complimenting

the lasses on their fair proportions. But they did not on that account

lower their drapery a jot. On the contrary they laughed heartily, and

chatted to me all the time their ablutions went forward, and wished me

a sound sleep as soon as they were finished. As they carried with them

the last of the torches, their wish was, in some measure, accomplished;

for my eyes, after repeated efforts, closed of their own accord, and

were not opened again, except during feverish and brief intervals, till

five o'clock next morning.

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