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Zigzag Journeys
IN
NORTHERN LANDS.
THE RHINE TO THE ARCTIC.
A SUMMER TRIP OF THE ZIGZAG CLUB THROUGH
HOLLAND, GERMANY, DENMARK, NORWAY,
AND SWEDEN.
BY
HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH,
AUTHOR OF “YOUNG FOLKS’ HISTORY OF AMERICA,” “YOUNG FOLKS’ HISTORY OF BOSTON,”
“ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN EUROPE,” ETC.
FULLY ILLUSTRATED.
BOSTON:
ESTES AND LAURIAT,
301-305 Washington Street.
1884.
Copyright, 1883,
By Estes and Lauriat.
THE ZIGZAG SERIES.
BY
HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH,
OF THE EDITORIAL STAFF OF THE “YOUTH’S COMPANION,” AND
CONTRIBUTOR TO “ST. NICHOLAS” MAGAZINE.
Each volume complete in itself.
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NOW PUBLISHED.
ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN EUROPE.
ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN CLASSIC LANDS.
ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN THE ORIENT.
ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN THE OCCIDENT.
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New Volume for 1883.
ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN NORTHERN LANDS.
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Over 100,000 volumes of the Zigzag books have already been sold.
CARRYING SIEGFRIED’S BODY.
PREFACE.
This fifth volume of the Zigzag books, in which history is taught by a supposed tour of interesting places, might be called a German story-book.
It was the aim of “Zigzag Journeys in Europe” and “Zigzag Journeys in Classic Lands” to make history interesting by stories and pictures of places. It was the purpose of “Zigzag Journeys in the Orient” to explain the Eastern Question, and of “Zigzag Journeys in the Occident” to explain Homesteading in the West.
The purpose of this volume is the same as in “Europe” and “Classic Lands.” A light narrative of travel takes the reader to the places most conspicuously associated with German history, tradition, literature, and art, and in a disconnected way gives a view of the most interesting events of those Northern countries that once constituted a great part of the empire of Charlemagne.
It is the aim of these books to stimulate a love of history, and to suggest the best historical reading. To this end popular stories and pictures are freely used to adapt useful information to the tastes of the young. But in every page, story, and picture, right education and right influence are kept in view.
In this volume many German legends and fairy stories have been used, but they are so introduced and guarded as not to leave a wrong impression upon the minds of the young and immature.
H. B.
CONTENTS.
| Chapter | Page | |
| I. | The River of Story and Song | 15 |
| II. | Ghost Stories | 21 |
| III. | A Story-telling Journey | 40 |
| IV. | German Stories | 60 |
| V. | The Second Meeting of the Club | 76 |
| VI. | Night Second | 92 |
| VII. | Evening the Third | 104 |
| VIII. | Evening the Fourth | 122 |
| IX. | Fifth Meeting for Rhine Stories | 145 |
| X. | Night the Sixth | 165 |
| XI. | Cologne | 184 |
| XII. | Hamburg | 206 |
| XIII. | The Bells of the Rhine | 221 |
| XIV. | The Songs of the Rhine | 253 |
| XV. | Copenhagen | 277 |
| XVI. | Norway | 288 |
| XVII. | The Greater Rhine | 309 |
ILLUSTRATIONS.
| PAGE | |
| Carrying Siegfried’s Body | Frontispiece. |
| Introducing Christianity into the North | 16 |
| Castle in Rhine Land | 17 |
| Tower of Rüdesheim on the Rhine | 19 |
| Mountain Scenery in Southern Germany | 23 |
| “I’ve seen de Debble” | 26 |
| Cat and Rat | 27 |
| Grandmother Golden | 29 |
| The Frightened Irishman | 30 |
| Duncan Asleep | 34 |
| Witches | 35 |
| The Grand-Ducal Castle, Schwerin | 41 |
| Ancient German Houses | 43 |
| Ancient Religious Rites of the Peasants | 45 |
| Old Fortress on the Rhine | 50 |
| St. Dunstan and the Devil | 53 |
| The Murder of Edward | 58 |
| The Emperor William and Napoleon III | 63 |
| William before his Father | 64 |
| King William’s Helmet | 65 |
| Jamie at the Strange-looking House | 67 |
| Mountain Scene in Germany | 69 |
| Jamie rushing towards his Mother | 71 |
| The Dwarf and the Goose | 72 |
| Eberhard | 74 |
| Bridge in the Via Mala | 77 |
| John Huss | 79 |
| Bismarck | 81 |
| Peter in the Forest | 86 |
| Peter and the Manikin | 88 |
| Peter surpassed the King of Dancers | 89 |
| Peter and the Giant | 90 |
| A Village in the Black Forest | 93 |
| Peasant’s House in the Black Forest | 95 |
| Von Moltke | 97 |
| Fountain at Schaffhausen | 99 |
| The Old Woman’s Directions | 101 |
| The Hen and the Trench | 102 |
| Strasburg Cathedral | 103 |
| Platform of Strasburg Cathedral | 107 |
| Thus didst thou to the Vase of Soissons | 109 |
| Street in Strasburg | 111 |
| Clovis | 113 |
| Monsieur Lacombe and the Organ | 115 |
| “Here is an Odd Treasure” | 120 |
| Palace at Heidelberg | 123 |
| German Student | 126 |
| Castle at Heidelberg | 127 |
| German Students | 131 |
| Entrance to Heidelberg Castle | 135 |
| Little Mook | 137 |
| Amputation | 139 |
| The Queer Old Lady who went to College | 140 |
| “And it told to her the Truth” | 141 |
| “Not very, very plain” | 141 |
| “They you straightway in invite” | 141 |
| “He of the Philosophie” | 143 |
| A Battle between Franks and Saxons | 146 |
| Luther’s House | 147 |
| A tribe of Germans on an Expedition | 149 |
| The Murder of Siegfried | 151 |
| Mayence | 153 |
| Bishop Hatto and the Rats | 155 |
| View on the Rhine | 158 |
| The Lorelei | 159 |
| Herman’s Eyes were fixed on the Rock | 163 |
| Ehrenbreitstein | 166 |
| Goethe’s Promenade | 167 |
| Faust Signing | 171 |
| Faust and Mephistopheles | 172 |
| A Cleft in the Mountains | 175 |
| Voltaire | 179 |
| The Unnerved Hussar | 182 |
| Cathedral of Cologne | 185 |
| The Mysterious Architect | 189 |
| St. Martin’s Church, Cologne | 193 |
| Charlemagne in the School of the Palace | 197 |
| Charlemagne inflicting Baptism upon the Saxons | 201 |
| The Germans on an Expedition | 203 |
| Canal in Hamburg | 207 |
| The Palace in Berlin | 209 |
| Grotto | 211 |
| Sans-Souci | 213 |
| Peter the Wild Boy | 217 |
| The Silent Castles | 223 |
| Hotel de Ville, Ghent | 225 |
| Bell-Tower, Ghent | 228 |
| Bell Tower of Heidelberg | 229 |
| Breslau | 233 |
| Finishing the Bell | 236 |
| At the Inn | 237 |
| The Day of Execution | 238 |
| Above the Town | 241 |
| Old Peasant Costume | 244 |
| The Old City | 245 |
| Old Peasant Costume | 247 |
| Old Peasant Costumes | 248 |
| City Gate | 249 |
| The Neckar | 250 |
| An Old German Town | 255 |
| The Rhinefels | 257 |
| Mayence in the Olden Time | 262 |
| Beethoven’s Home at Bonn | 268 |
| A City of the Rhine | 271 |
| The River of Song | 274 |
| The Palace of Rosenborg | 278 |
| View of Copenhagen | 279 |
| Palace of Fredericksborg | 283 |
| The King in the Bag | 286 |
| Gustavus Adolphus | 289 |
| Death of Gustavus and his Page | 293 |
| Cascade in Norway | 297 |
| Lazaretto | 299 |
| The Naero Fiord | 300 |
| Lake in Norway | 303 |
| The Coast | 307 |
| Niagara Falls | 311 |
| A New England in the West | 315 |
| Near Quebec | 317 |
ZIGZAG JOURNEYS
IN
NORTHERN LANDS.
CHAPTER I.
THE RIVER OF STORY AND SONG.
THE Rhine! River of what histories, tragedies, comedies, legends, stories, and songs! Associated with the greatest events of the history of Germany, France, and Northern Europe; with the Rome of Cæsar and Aurelian; with the Rome of the Popes; with the Reformation; with the shadowy goblin lore and beautiful fairy tales of the twilight of Celtic civilization that have been evolved through centuries and have become the household stories of all enlightened lands!
A journey down the Rhine is like passing through wonderland; wild stories, quaint stories, legendary and historic stories, are associated with every rood of ground from the Alps to the ocean. It is a region of the stories of two thousand years. The Rhine is the river of the poet; its banks are the battle-fields of heroes; its forests and villages the fairy lands of old.
When Rome was queen of the world, Cæsar carried his eagles over the Rhine; Titus sent a part of his army which had conquered Jerusalem to the Rhine; Julian erected a fortress on the Rhine; and Valentinian began the castle-building that was to go on for a thousand years.
INTRODUCING CHRISTIANITY INTO THE NORTH.
The period of the Goths, Huns, Celts, and Vandals came,—the conquerors of Rome; and the Rhine was strewn with Roman ruins. Charlemagne cleared away the ruins, and began anew the castle-building. A Christian soldier in one of the legions that destroyed Jerusalem and tore down the temple, first brought the Gospel to the Rhine. His name was Crescaitius. He was soon followed by missionaries of the Cross. Christianity was established upon the Rhine soon after it entered Rome.
CASTLE IN RHINE LAND.
The great conquests of modern history are directly or indirectly associated with the wonderful river; Cæsar, who conquered the world, crossed the Rhine; Attila, who conquered the city of the Cæsars; Clovis, who founded the Christian religion in France; and Charlemagne, who established the Christian church in Germany. Frederick Barbarossa and Frederick the Great added lustre to its growing history, and Napoleon gave a yet deeper coloring to its thrilling scenes.
TOWER OF RÜDESHEIM ON THE RHINE.
When the Northern nations shattered the Roman power, people imagined that the dismantled castles of the Rhine became the abodes of mysterious beings: spirits of the rocks, forests, fens; strange maidens of the red marshes; enchanters, demons; the streams were the abodes of lovely water nymphs; the glens of the woods, of delightful fairies.
Into these regions of shadow, mystery, of heroic history, of moral conflicts and Christian triumphs, it is always interesting to go. It is especially interesting to the American traveller, for his form of Christianity and republican principles came from the Rhine. Progress to him was cradled on the Rhine, like Moses on the Nile. In the Rhine lands Luther taught, and Robinson of Leyden lived and prayed; and from those lands to-day comes the great emigration that is peopling the golden empire of America in the West. “I would be proud of the Rhine were I a German,” said Longfellow. “I love rivers,” said Victor Hugo; “of all rivers I prefer the Rhine.”
It is our purpose in this story-telling volume to relate why the Zigzag Club was led to make the Rhine the subject of its winter evening study, and to give an account of an excursion that some of its members had made from Constance to Rotterdam and into the countries of the North Sea.
Ye castles and churches, ye hamlets serene,
Ye cornfields, that wave in the breeze as it sweeps,
Ye forests and ravines, ye towering steeps,
Ye mountains e’er clad in the sun-illumed vine!
Wherever I go is my heart on the Rhine!
In the maze of the dance, o’er the goblet and song.
All hail, beloved race, men so honest and true,
And maids who speak raptures with eyes of bright blue!
May success round your brows e’er its garlands entwine!
Wherever I go is my heart on the Rhine!
On the Rhine is my heart, where encradled I lay,
Where around me friends bloom, where I dreamt away youth,
Where the heart of my love glows with rapture and truth!
May for me your hearts e’er the same jewels enshrine.
Wherever I go is my heart on the Rhine!”
CHAPTER II.
GHOST STORIES.
The Zigzag Club again.—Some “Ghost” Stories.
THE Academy had opened again. September again colored the leaves of the old elms of Yule. The Blue Hills, as lovely as when the Northmen beheld them nearly nine hundred years ago, were radiant with the autumn tinges of foliage and sky, changing from turquoise to sapphire in the intense twilight, and to purple as the shades of evening fell.
The boys were back again, all except the graduating class, some of whom were at Harvard, Brown, and Yale. Master Lewis was in his old place, and Mr. Beal was again his assistant.
The Zigzag Club was broken by the final departure of the graduating class. But Charlie Leland, William Clifton, and Herman Reed, who made a journey on the Rhine under the direction of Mr. Beal, had returned, and they had been active members of the school society known as the Club.
We should say here, to make the narrative clear to those who have not read “Zigzag Journeys in Classic Lands” and “Zigzag Journeys in the Orient,” that the boys of the Academy of Yule had been accustomed each year to form a society for the study of the history, geography, legends, and household stories of some chosen country, and during the long summer vacation as many of the society as could do so, visited, under the direction of their teachers, the lands about which they had studied. This society was called the Zigzag Club, because it aimed to visit historic places without regard to direct routes of travel. It zigzagged in its travels from the associations of one historic story to another, and was influenced by the school text-book or the works of some pleasing author, rather than the guide-book.
The Zigzag books have been kindly received;[1] and we may here remark parenthetically that they do not aim so much to present narratives of travel as the histories, traditions, romances, and stories of places. They seek to tell stories at the places where the events occurred and amid the associations of the events that still remain. The Zigzag Club go seeking what is old rather than what is new, and thus change the past tense of history to the present tense.
[1] More than one hundred thousand volumes have been sold.
Charlie Leland was seated one day on the piazza of the Academy, after school, reading Hawthorne’s “Twice-Told Tales.” Master Lewis presently took a seat beside him; and “Gentleman Jo,” whom we introduced to our readers in “Zigzags in the Occident,” was resting on the steps near them.
Gentleman Jo was the janitor. He was a relative of Master Lewis, and a very intelligent man. He had been somewhat disabled in military service in the West, and was thus compelled to accept a situation at Yule that was quite below his intelligence and personal worth. The boys loved and respected him, sought his advice often, and sometimes invited him to meetings of their Society.
“Have you called together the Club yet?” asked Master Lewis of Charlie, when the latter had ceased reading.
“We had an informal meeting in my room last evening.”
“What is your plan of study?”
MOUNTAIN SCENERY IN SOUTHERN GERMANY.
“We have none as yet,” said Charlie. “We are to have a meeting next week for the election of officers, and for literary exercises we have agreed to relate historic ghost stories. We asked Tommy Toby to be present, and he promised to give us for the occasion his version of ‘St. Dunstan and the Devil and the Six Boy Kings.’ I hardly know what the story is about, but the title sounds interesting.”
“What made you choose ghost stories?” asked Master Lewis, curiously.
“You gave us Irving and Hawthorne to read in connection with our lessons on American literature. ‘Rip Van Winkle,’ ‘Sleepy Hollow,’ and ‘Twice-Told Tales’ turned our thoughts to popular superstitions; and, as they made me chairman, I thought it an interesting subject just now to present to the Club.”
“More interesting than profitable, I am thinking. Still, the subject might be made instructive and useful as well as amusing.”
“Did you ever see a ghost?” asked Charlie of Gentleman Jo, after Master Lewis left them.
“We thought we had one in our house, when I was living with my sister in Hingham, before the war. Hingham used to be famous for its ghost stories; an old house without its ghost was thought to lack historic tone and finish.”
Gentleman Jo took a story-telling attitude, and a number of the pupils gathered around him.
GENTLEMAN JO’S GHOST STORY.
I shall never forget the scene of excitement, when one morning Biddy, our domestic, entered the sitting-room, her head bobbing, her hair flying, and her cap perched upon the top of her head, and exclaimed: “Wurrah! I have seen a ghoust, and it’s lave the hoose I must. Sich a night! I’d niver pass anither the like of it for the gift o’ the hoose. Bad kick to ye, an’ the hoose is haunted for sure.”
“Why, Biddy, what have you seen?” asked my sister, in alarm.
“Seen? An’ sure I didn’t see nothin’. I jist shet me eyes and hid mesilf under the piller. But it was awful. An’ the way it clanked its chain! O murther!”
This last remark was rather startling. Spirits that clank their chains have a very unenviable reputation.
“Pooh!” said my uncle. “What you heard was nothing but rats.” Then, turning to me, he asked: “Where is the steel trap?”
“Stolen, I think,” said I. “I set it day before yesterday, and when I went to look to it it was gone.”
“An’ will ye be givin’ me the wages?” said Biddy, “afore I bid ye good-marnin’?”
“Going?” asked my sister, in astonishment.
“An’ sure I am,” answered Biddy. “Ye don’t think I’d be afther stayin’ in a house that’s haunted, do ye?”
In a few minutes I heard the front door bang, and, looking out, saw our late domestic, with a budget on each arm, trudging off as though her ideas were of a very lively character.
A colored woman, recently from the South, took Biddy’s place that very day, and was assigned the same room in which the latter had slept.
We had invited company for that evening, and some of the guests remained to a very late hour.
The sound of voices subsided as one after another departed, and we were left quietly chatting with the few who remained. Suddenly there was a mysterious movement at one of the back parlor doors, and we saw two white eyes casting furtive glances into the room.
“What’s wanted?” demanded my sister, of the object at the door.