— actually! — peacocks walking about in it. I saw these
On the sixteenth day we entered the Cattegat. For some time past we had always either been becalmed or had had contrary winds, and had been tossed about in the Skagerrak, the Cattegat, and the Sound for nearly a week. On some days we scarcely made fifteen to twenty leagues a day. On such calm days I passed the time with fishing; but the fish were wise enough not to bite my hook. I was daily anticipating a dinner of mackerel, but caught only one.
The multitude of vessels sailing into the Cattegat afforded me more amusement; I counted above seventy. The nearer we approached the entrance of the Sound, the more imposing was the sight, and the more closely were the vessels crowded together. Fortunately we were favoured by a bright moonlight; in a dark or stormy night we should not with the greatest precaution and skill have been able to avoid a collision.
The inhabitants of more southern regions have no idea of the extraordinary clearness and brilliancy of a northern moonlight night; it seems almost as if the moon had borrowed a portion of the sun's lustre. I have seen splendid nights on the coast of Asia, on the Mediterranean; but here, on the shores of Scandinavia, they were lighter and brighter.
I remained on deck all night; for it pleased me to watch the forests of masts crowded together here, and endeavouring simultaneously to gain the entrance to the Sound. I should now be able to form a tolerable idea of a fleet, for this number of ships must surely resemble a merchant-fleet.
On the twentieth day of our journey we entered the port of Helsingor. The Sound dues have to be paid here, or, as the sailor calls it, the ship must be cleared. This is a very tedious interruption, and the stopping and restarting of the ship very incommodious. The sails have to be furled, the anchor cast, the boat lowered, and the captain proceeds on shore; hours sometimes elapse before he has finished. When he returns to the ship, the boat has to be hoisted again, the anchor raised, and the sails unfurled. Sometimes the wind has changed in the mean time; and in consequence of these formalities, the port of Copenhagen cannot be reached at the expected time.
If a ship is unfortunate enough to reach Helsingor on a dark night, she may not enter at all for fear of a collision. She has to anchor in the Cattegat, and thus suffer two interruptions. If she arrives at Helsingor in the night before four o'clock, she has to wait, as the custom-house is not opened till that time.
The skipper is, however, at liberty to proceed direct to Copenhagen, but this liberty costs five thalers (fifteen shillings). If, however, the toll may thus be paid in Copenhagen just as easily, the obligation to stop at Helsingor is only a trick to gain the higher toll; for if a captain is in haste, or the wind is too favourable to be lost, he forfeits the five thalers, and sails on to Copenhagen.
Our captain cared neither for time nor trouble; he cleared the ship here, and so we did not reach Copenhagen until two o'clock in the afternoon. After my long absence, it seemed so familiar, so beautiful and grand, as if I had seen nothing so beautiful in my whole life. My readers must bear in mind, however, where I came from, and how long I had been imprisoned in a vessel in which I scarcely had space to move. When I put foot on shore again, I could have imitated Columbus, and prostrated myself to kiss the earth.
- The wide heavens about her seemed to promise a greater
- abstracted in the short intervals when he was at home,
- use o’ havin’ a big thumb? It might as well ha’ been
- thoughts; the same words, the same scenes, are revolved
- Max realized that he must lower his head if he would follow.
- it’s stuck by me as if it was a pictur hingin’ before
- wish you good evenin’, Miss,” said Bob, abruptly taking
- on her pale round cheek; they seemed rather to be searching
- reward that they would win from him if they carried his
- Suddenly she was roused by the sound of the opening gate
- look referred to a portrait of George the Fourth in all
- nor the distant horizon, but only future scenes of home-sorrow.
- pouring into the cave of the dragon through the open door
- her was lest her father should add to his present misfortune
- metamorphosed into the keen-eyed grudger of morsels. Mrs.
- she means more sense wi’ her bark nor half the chaps
- of three-halfpence, two fowls, one of which, the Indian
- incubus of debt. A deficit of more than five hundred pounds,
- never had any illuminating doubts as to personal integrity
- with the accumulating interest, seemed a deep pit to fill
- sought her out. She did not know that he had even better
- of bedtime. Mrs. Tulliver carried the proud integrity of
- the superfluous existence of objects in general, was strongly
- Tom. I don’t think any one ever did such a kind thing
- had come across his northerly camp and he feared that they
- and with it a row of small books fastened together with
- his requirements of household economy she was submissive
- is out of pocket by me is to be looked at through the serene
- wooden steps. He drew himself closely to these, and directed
- I spoke to ’em. But, lors! I shouldn’t know what to
- can put into their talk from breakfast to sundown. There’s
- she had become reconciled to, in spite of its refusal to
- steps were ahead of him, and then a long brick tunnel in
- chap, Mr. Tom is; he took to growin’ i’ the legs, an’
- I’n got no varmint to come over but them haggling women.
- Christian,” said Bob, laying down his pack again, which
- man more common interests than the cultured guests of Bwana
- as if they were goin’ to cry — look here — a-sittin’
- felt the strong tide of pitying love almost as an inspiration,
- for something that was not disclosed by the sunshine. It
- said that his boys were resting and gaining strength after
- which gets some warmth of brotherhood by walling in the
- and aunts paid only short visits now; of course, they could
- “Thank you, Miss,” said Bob, lifting his cap and showing
- had come across his northerly camp and he feared that they
- dog, and saying in a tone of disgust, “Get out wi’
- to the point of denying herself the cheapest indulgences
- by somebody else; and since there must be bad debts in
- stars and waiting. He had lain thus and there many nights
- for you, some wi’ curly hair and some wi’ smooth, an’