LETTER XIX.
Business
having obliged me to go a few miles out of town this morning I was surprised at
meeting a crowd of people of every description, and inquiring the cause of a
servant, who spoke French, I was informed that a man had been executed two
hours before, and the body afterwards burnt. I could not help looking
with horror around—the fields lost their verdure—and I turned with disgust from
the well-dressed women who were returning with their children from this
sight. What a spectacle for humanity! The seeing such a flock of
idle gazers plunged me into a train of reflections on the pernicious effects
produced by false notions of justice. And I am persuaded that till capital
punishments are entirely abolished executions ought to have every appearance of
horror given to them, instead of being, as they are now, a scene of amusement
for the gaping crowd, where sympathy is quickly effaced by curiosity.
I have
always been of opinion that the allowing actors to die in the presence of the
audience has an immoral tendency, but trifling when compared with the ferocity
acquired by viewing the reality as a show; for it seems to me that in all
countries the common people go to executions to see how the poor wretch plays
his part, rather than to commiserate his fate, much less to think of the breach
of morality which has brought him to such a deplorable end. Consequently
executions, far from being useful examples to the survivors, have, I am persuaded,
a quite contrary effect, by hardening the heart they ought to terrify.
Besides the fear of an ignominious death, I believe, never deferred anyone from
the commission of a crime, because, in committing it, the mind is roused to
activity about present circumstances. It is a game at hazard, at which
all expect the turn of the die in their own favour, never reflecting on the
chance of ruin till it comes. In fact, from what I saw in the fortresses
of Norway, I am more and more convinced that the same energy of character which
renders a man a daring villain would have rendered him useful to society, had
that society been well organised. When a strong mind is not disciplined
by cultivation it is a sense of injustice that renders it unjust.
Executions,
however, occur very rarely at Copenhagen; for timidity, rather than clemency,
palsies all the operations of the present Government. The malefactor who
died this morning would not, probably, have been punished with death at any
other period; but an incendiary excites universal execration; and as the
greater part of the inhabitants are still distressed by the late conflagration,
an example was thought absolutely necessary; though, from what I can gather,
the fire was accidental.
Not, but
that I have very seriously been informed, that combustible materials were
placed at proper distance, by the emissaries of Mr. Pitt; and, to corroborate
the fact, many people insist that the flames burst out at once in different
parts of the city; not allowing the wind to have any hand in it. So much
for the plot. But the fabricators of plots in all countries build their
conjectures on the “baseless fabric of a vision;” and it seems even a sort of
poetical justice, that whilst this Minister is crushing at home plots of his
own conjuring up, on the Continent, and in the north, he should, with as little
foundation, be accused of wishing to set the world on fire.
I forgot to
mention to you, that I was informed, by a man of veracity, that two persons
came to the stake to drink a glass of the criminal’s blood, as an infallible
remedy for the apoplexy. And when I animadverted in the company, where it
was mentioned, on such a horrible violation of nature, a Danish lady reproved
me very severely, asking how I knew that it was not a cure for the disease?
adding, that every attempt was justifiable in search of health. I did
not, you may imagine, enter into an argument with a person the slave of such a
gross prejudice. And I allude to it not only as a trait of the ignorance
of the people, but to censure the Government for not preventing scenes that
throw an odium on the human race.
Empiricism
is not peculiar to Denmark; and I know no way of rooting it out, though it be a
remnant of exploded witchcraft, till the acquiring a general knowledge of the
component parts of the human frame becomes a part of public education.
Since the
fire, the inhabitants have been very assiduously employed in searching for
property secreted during the confusion; and it is astonishing how many people,
formerly termed reputable, had availed themselves of the common calamity to
purloin what the flames spared. Others, expert at making a distinction
without a difference, concealed what they found, not troubling themselves to
inquire for the owners, though they scrupled to search for plunder anywhere,
but amongst the ruins.
To be
honester than the laws require is by most people thought a work of
supererogation; and to slip through the grate of the law has ever exercised the
abilities of adventurers, who wish to get rich the shortest way. Knavery
without personal danger is an art brought to great perfection by the statesman
and swindler; and meaner knaves are not tardy in following their footsteps.
It moves my
gall to discover some of the commercial frauds practised during the present
war. In short, under whatever point of view I consider society, it
appears to me that an adoration of property is the root of all evil. Here
it does not render the people enterprising, as in America, but thrifty and
cautious. I never, therefore, was in a capital where there was so little
appearance of active industry; and as for gaiety, I looked in vain for the
sprightly gait of the Norwegians, who in every respect appear to me to have got
the start of them. This difference I attribute to their having more
liberty—a liberty which they think their right by inheritance, whilst the
Danes, when they boast of their negative happiness, always mention it as the
boon of the Prince Royal, under the superintending wisdom of Count
Bernstorff. Vassalage is nevertheless ceasing throughout the kingdom, and
with it will pass away that sordid avarice which every modification of slavery
is calculated to produce.
If the chief
use of property be power, in the shape of the respect it procures, is it not
among the inconsistencies of human nature most incomprehensible, that men
should find a pleasure in hoarding up property which they steal from their
necessities, even when they are convinced that it would be dangerous to display
such an enviable superiority? Is not this the situation of serfs in every
country. Yet a rapacity to accumulate money seems to become stronger in
proportion as it is allowed to be useless.
Wealth does
not appear to be sought for amongst the Danes, to obtain the excellent luxuries
of life, for a want of taste is very conspicuous at Copenhagen; so much so that
I am not surprised to hear that poor Matilda offended the rigid Lutherans by
aiming to refine their pleasures. The elegance which she wished to
introduce was termed lasciviousness; yet I do not find that the absence of
gallantry renders the wives more chaste, or the husbands more constant.
Love here seems to corrupt the morals without polishing the manners, by
banishing confidence and truth, the charm as well as cement of domestic life.
A gentleman, who has resided in this city some time, assures me that he could
not find language to give me an idea of the gross debaucheries into which the
lower order of people fall; and the promiscuous amours of the men of the
middling class with their female servants debase both beyond measure, weakening
every species of family affection.
I have
everywhere been struck by one characteristic difference in the conduct of the
two sexes; women, in general, are seduced by their superiors, and men jilted by
their inferiors: rank and manners awe the one, and cunning and wantonness
subjugate the other; ambition creeping into the woman’s passion, and tyranny
giving force to the man’s, for most men treat their mistresses as kings do
their favourites: ergo is not man then the tyrant of the creation?
Still
harping on the same subject, you will exclaim—How can I avoid it, when most of
the struggles of an eventful life have been occasioned by the oppressed state
of my sex? We reason deeply when we feel forcibly.
But to return
to the straight road of observation. The sensuality so prevalent appears
to me to arise rather from indolence of mind and dull senses, than from an
exuberance of life, which often fructifies the whole character when the
vivacity of youthful spirits begins to subside into strength of mind.
I have
before mentioned that the men are domestic tyrants, considering them as
fathers, brothers, or husbands; but there is a kind of interregnum between the
reign of the father and husband which is the only period of freedom and
pleasure that the women enjoy. Young people who are attached to each
other, with the consent of their friends, exchange rings, and are permitted to
enjoy a degree of liberty together which I have never noticed in any other
country. The days of courtship are, therefore, prolonged till it be
perfectly convenient to marry: the intimacy often becomes very tender; and if
the lover obtain the privilege of a husband, it can only be termed half by
stealth, because the family is wilfully blind. It happens very rarely
that these honorary engagements are dissolved or disregarded, a stigma being
attached to a breach of faith which is thought more disgraceful, if not so
criminal, as the violation of the marriage-vow.
Do not
forget that, in my general observations, I do not pretend to sketch a national
character, but merely to note the present state of morals and manners as I
trace the progress of the world’s improvement. Because, during my
residence in different countries, my principal object has been to take such a
dispassionate view of men as will lead me to form a just idea of the nature of
man. And, to deal ingenuously with you, I believe I should have been less
severe in the remarks I have made on the vanity and depravity of the French,
had I travelled towards the north before I visited France.
The
interesting picture frequently drawn of the virtues of a rising people has, I
fear, been fallacious, excepting the accounts of the enthusiasm which various
public struggles have produced. We talk of the depravity of the French,
and lay a stress on the old age of the nation; yet where has more virtuous
enthusiasm been displayed than during the two last years by the common people
of France, and in their armies? I am obliged sometimes to recollect the
numberless instances which I have either witnessed, or heard well
authenticated, to balance the account of horrors, alas! but too true. I
am, therefore, inclined to believe that the gross vices which I have always
seem allied with simplicity of manners, are the concomitants of ignorance.
What, for
example, has piety, under the heathen or Christian system, been, but a blind
faith in things contrary to the principles of reason? And could poor
reason make considerable advances when it was reckoned the highest degree of
virtue to do violence to its dictates? Lutherans, preaching reformation,
have built a reputation for sanctity on the same foundation as the Catholics;
yet I do not perceive that a regular attendance on public worship, and their
other observances, make them a whit more true in their affections, or honest in
their private transactions. It seems, indeed, quite as easy to
prevaricate with religious injunctions as human laws, when the exercise of
their reason does not lead people to acquire principles for themselves to be
the criterion of all those they receive from others.
If
travelling, as the completion of a liberal education, were to be adopted on
rational grounds, the northern states ought to be visited before the more
polished parts of Europe, to serve as the elements even of the knowledge of
manners, only to be acquired by tracing the various shades in different
countries. But, when visiting distant climes, a momentary social sympathy
should not be allowed to influence the conclusions of the understanding, for
hospitality too frequently leads travellers, especially those who travel in
search of pleasure, to make a false estimate of the virtues of a nation, which,
I am now convinced, bear an exact proportion to their scientific improvements.
Adieu.