Around the hovels, in all these clusters of small villages by the waves,
men slept in the blazing sunshine. While their lords reposed, the women
mended the rents in the nets, or busied themselves in constructing
crude traps, with the aid of which their husbands contrived to catch
fish. The aspect of these villages upon the beach was not inviting;
and they did not compare favourably with any of the inland villages
through which we had passed. They were dirty, tumble-down, and untidy;
the appearance of the people suggested great personal uncleanliness.
The air was laden with the smell of fish drying in the sun—of itself a
pleasant perfume, smacking of the salt of the sea—but here so mingled
with the odours of decaying offal, piles of rubbish, and varieties of
fish and seaweed in different stages of decomposition that the condensed
effluvium was sickening. The people, however, were neither curious nor
unkindly; for the great part they were indifferent, offering baskets
of fresh eggs, fish, and chickens readily for sale. The beach by these
villages was black with rows of fish, drying, upon the white sand, in
the most primitive fashion. The art of smoking fish is unknown, and the
careless manner in which the curing is done proves that the treatment has
neither principle nor system. Dogs lay upon these rows of fish, fowls
feed undisturbed off them, and, in many places, men slept peacefully with
a number of them heaped together, to serve as pillows for their weary
heads. Where such neglect prevails, it is perhaps not unnatural that much
of the disease among the Koreans should be attributed to the dried fish
which they eat so greedily.
The trade in salted and sun-dried fish is extensive and finds its way
all over the kingdom; an overland traffic of considerable importance
exists with the capital. Strings or stacks of dried fish are to be seen
in every village. Pack ponies, and coolies laden with loads of dried
fish, are met upon every road in the kingdom. The pedestrian who “humps
his own swag” almost always carries a small stock with him. The parallel
industry to the business of curing fish is the operation of making salt
from sea-water, a pursuit which is conducted in a manner equally rough
and casual. In both of these industries there is a crying need for simple
technical instruction, as well as for capital, the lack of which hinders
the work from achieving any particular success. There is so much fish
in the sea along the coast, that, if the catches were properly treated,
the beginning of a prosperous export trade could be readily laid. At the
present only a bare sufficiency is secured, the days of prosperity not
yet having begun to dawn. The industry is completely paralysed by the
exactions of the officials; the fishermen, like the peasants, knowing
only too well that an immunity from the demands of the _Yamen_ is found
only in a condition of extreme poverty.
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