Part 39 (2/2)
We cannot dwell on the history of the cathedral, which has played such an important part in the religious controversies of the country, any more than we may linger among the mummies and general sights of the respective towns, because this in no way purposes to be a guide-book.
All information of that kind is excellently given in Dr. August Ramsay's admirable little guide to his own land, which has been translated into several languages. For the same reason we must pa.s.s over the interesting castle--not nearly so delightful though as our dear old haunted pile at _Nyslott_--with its valuable collection of national curiosities, among which figures an old-fas.h.i.+oned flail, used until comparatively modern times, to beat the devil out of the church.
It was at _bo_ we were introduced to one of the greatest delicacies of Finland.
Crayfish, for which the Finnish word is _rapu_, appear to be found in nearly all the lakes and rivers in the south and middle of Finland. Oh, how we loved those crayfish. There is a close season for them which lasts from the 1st of May until the 15th of July, but immediately after the latter date they are caught by the tens of thousands and sent in large consignments to St. Petersburg, Stockholm, and even Berlin.
Catching these little crayfish is not only a profession, but also a great source of amus.e.m.e.nt to young and old among the better cla.s.s.
At night, or the early morning, is the best time for the sport. A man takes ten or more sticks, to the end of each of which he fastens a piece of string about thirty to fifty centimetres long. To this string he secures a piece of meat, which, be it owned, is considered by the little fish a more dainty morsel when slightly tainted. These sticks he fixes to the bank or holds in his hands, so that the piece of meat is below the surface of the water. Having secured what may be called all his fis.h.i.+ng-rods safely at a certain distance, he wanders along the banks observing carefully where a crayfish is hanging on to a piece of meat by its claws. When such is the case he quickly gets hold of a landing-net, and placing it under its little black sh.e.l.l lifts the animal out of the water. Then he goes to the next stick, and generally the crayfish catch on so quickly, he is busily employed the whole time going from one rod to another. The more professional catchers have a net under the bait, but that is not really necessary. Young men and women thoroughly enjoy these crayfish parties, where it is said the maidens sometimes catch other fish than the _rapu_.
It was really amazing, in the market-place at _bo_, to see the large baskets filled with these little crayfish. Think of it, ye gourmands.
They were not sold singly or even by the score, but by the hundred; and a hundred of them cost fourpence. When one remembers the enormous price paid in Paris for _bisque_ soup, and the expense of _ecrevisse_, generally, one feels what a fortune ought to lie in those baskets. But such is life. We either have too much or too little of everything.
CHAPTER XX
A FAs.h.i.+ONABLE WATERING-PLACE.
One cannot be long in Finland during the summer without being asked ”Are you going to _Hango_?”
”See Rome and die” seems there to be transformed into ”See _Hango_ and live.”
”Where is _Hango_, what is _Hango_--why _Hango_?” we at last inquired in desperation.
The Finlander to whom we spoke looked aghast, and explained that ”not to have heard of _Hango_ was a crime, not to have been to _Hango_ a misfortune.”
Accordingly, desiring to do the correct thing before leaving the land of thousands of lakes, we took the steamer from the ancient town of _bo_, to the modern fas.h.i.+onable watering-place of _Hango_.
It was ten o'clock at night when we arrived from _bo_, and were met with warm welcome by kind friends on the quay, with whom we drove to the hotel, as we thought, but that was quite a mistake. We were at _Hango_, and within five minutes the _Isvoschtschik_ stopped before a pavilion where music was jingling inspiriting tunes; up the steps we were hurried, and at the top found ourselves, travel-stained and tired, in the midst of a wild and furious Finnish, or, to speak more properly, Russian ball.
It was a strange spectacle. At first we thought that some sixty or seventy sailors from the four Russian men-of-war lying in the harbour had been let out for the evening, their blue serge blouses and lighter linen collars with white stripes having a familiar air, still it seemed strange that such smart ladies, in dainty gowns, hats flowered in Paris, and laces fingered in Belgium, should be dancing with ordinary able-bodied seamen. Ere long we discovered these sailors were cadets, or mids.h.i.+pmen, as we should call them, among the number being two Russian princes and many of the n.o.bility. Then there were officers in naval uniform, elderly Generals--who had merely come in to have a look--clad in long gray coats lined with scarlet; small persons wearing top-boots and spurs, with linen coats and bra.s.s b.u.t.tons, who smilingly said they were ”in the Guards,” although their stature hardly reminded us of their English namesakes! girls in s.h.i.+rts and skirts and sailor hats, got up for the seaside and comfort, who looked as much out of place in this Casino ballroom as many high dames appeared next morning while wandering down to the ”Bad Hus” to be bathed in mud or pine, their gorgeous silk linings and lace-trimmed skirts appearing absolutely ridiculous on the sandy roads or beach. To be well-dressed is to be suitably dressed, and _Hango_, like many another watering-place, has much to learn in the way of common sense.
It was Sunday. The ball had begun as usual on that evening at seven, and was over about eleven; but while it lasted every one danced hard, and the youngsters from the s.h.i.+ps romped and whirled madly round the room, as youth alone knows how. We all get old very soon--let us enjoy such wild delights while we may.
No one with a slender purse should go to _Hango_, not at least unless he has made a bargain with an hotel, or he will find that even a little Finnish watering-place ventures to charge twelve marks (9s. 9d.) a day for a small room, not even facing the sea (with 1 mark 50 penni for _bougies_ extra), in a hotel that has neither drawing-room, billiard-room, nor reading-room. But it must again be repeated that Finland is not cheap, that travelling indeed is just as expensive there as anywhere else abroad, more expensive, in fact, than in some of the loveliest parts of the Tyrol, or the quaintest districts of Brittany and Normandy. And perhaps the most distressing part of the whole business is the prevalent idea that every Englishman must be immensely rich, and consequently willing to pay whatever ridiculous sum the Finns may choose to ask--an idea which cannot be too soon dispelled.
_Hango_ is certainly a charming spot as far as situation goes, and lies in more salt water than any other place in Finland, for it is the nearest point to the German Ocean, while during the winter months it is the only port that is open for Finland and Northern Russia--even this is not always the case, though an ice-breaker works hard day and night to disperse the ice, which endeavour generally proves successful, or the winter export of b.u.t.ter, one of Finland's greatest industries, would be stopped and perhaps ruined. Not only _Hango_ but all the southern coast of Finland shelters the summer houses of many of the aristocracy of Russia.
Out to sea are islands; skirting the coasts are splendid granite rocks, showing the glacial progress later than in other lands, for Finland remained cold longer than our own country. Pine-trees make a sort of park thickly studded with wooden villas of every shape and size, some gray, some deep red, all with balconies wide enough to serve for dining-rooms, though the pretty villas themselves are often only one storey high. It is very difficult in such a seaside labyrinth to find one's friends, because most of the houses are nameless, and many are not even on roads--just standing lonely among the pines. They are dear little homes, often very picturesque and primitive, so primitive that it utterly bewilders any stranger, unaccustomed to such incongruities, to see a lady in patent leather shoes and silk stockings, dressed as if going to Hurlingham or the Bois de Boulogne, emerge from one of them and daintily step through sand to the Casino--walking hither and thither, nodding a dozen times a day to the same acquaintances, speaking to others, gossiping over everything and everybody with a chosen few, while her daughter is left to play tennis with that Finnish girl's idea of all manly beauty, ”a lieutenant,” or knocks a very big ball with a very small mallet through an ancient croquet hoop, that must have come out of the ark--that is to say, if croquet hoops ever went into the ark.
_Hango_ is a dear, sweet, reposeful, health-giving, primitive place, spoilt by gay Russians and would-be-fas.h.i.+onable Finns, who seem to aim at aping Trouville or Ostend without the French _chic_, or the Parisian _gaiete de coeur_.
Wonderful summer evenings, splendid effects of light and shade on the water, beautiful scenery, glorious dawns and sunsets--everything was there to delight the poet, to inspire the painter, to tempt the worldly to reflect, but no one paused to think, only nodded to another friend, laughed over a new hat, chaffed about the latest flirtation, and pa.s.sed on.
After studying many over-gowned ladies, we turned by way of contrast to the ill-dressed emigrants leaving this famous port. It certainly seems strange, considering the paucity of skilled labour in Finland, that so many of the population should emigrate. In fact, it is not merely strange but sad to reflect that a hundred folk a week leave their native country every summer, tempted by wild tales of certain fortune which the steams.h.i.+p agents do not scruple to tell. Some of the poor creatures do succeed, it is true, but that they do not succeed without enduring much hards.h.i.+p is certain; whereas Finland wants skilled labourers badly, and other countries could spare them well. For instance, in the large granite factory at _Hango_ some four hundred men are always employed, and paid extremely well, yet skilled labour of the sort is difficult to get--emigration being presented on all sides as a golden lure. Granite is found all over Finland; indeed, _Suomi_ has risen from the sea on a base of granite, green, gray, red, and black, all of fine quality.
Five million roubles were paid for the wonderful _Denkmal_ to be erected at the Kremlin in Moscow as a memorial of Alexander the Second. The statue itself was entrusted to Russia's most famous sculptor, but the pedestals, stairs, etc., we saw in process of manufacture at _Hango_. We were shown over the works by a professor well known as a mathematician, and were much interested to see how Finlanders cut and polish granite for tombstones, pillars, etc. The rough stone is generally hewn into form by hand, somewhat roughly with a hammer and mallet, then it is cut into blocks with a saw really made of pellets of steel powder.
Very slow and laborious work it is, and requires great exact.i.tude. Often when the cutting is nearly accomplished some hidden flaw discloses itself, and a stone that had appeared of great value proves to be almost worthless; or the men when chipping the rough granite may suddenly find a flake too much has been chipped off by mistake, which involves not merely the loss of that block but of the labour expended on it.
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