The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That CountryKirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
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The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That Country
Kirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
Estonian literature; Estonian literature -- History and criticism
One autumn evening a girl was going home across a frozen heath, but
though she walked fast, she shivered. Presently she was pestered by a
moving[Pg 134] haycock without a band, which pressed upon her so
closely that the hay pricked her face. This continued till midnight;
but when a cock crew in the village, the haycock vanished, and the girl
made her way home exhausted, and died within a week. Since then, the
people say that cries for help have been heard from the heath by night.
But they are very particular that every haycock shall be tied with a
band. If thus secured, no evil spirit can interfere with it.
THE MAGIC EGG.
(Jannsen.)
In former days, people used to find bits of leather, and fragments of
old gloves, shoes, and hats on the moor; but if anybody took them home,
some misfortune befell him. One day a man found what he thought was a
duck's egg, and boiled and ate it; but the more he ate, the more there
seemed to be, and he could not finish it. Next morning the portion left
proved to be not an egg, but half his neighbour's cat.
[Pg 135]
SECTION VII
_LAKE LEGENDS._
Although Esthonia is not so distinctly a lake-country as Finland,[47]
which is often called "The Land of Ten Thousand Lakes," yet it is a low
swampy country, with many small lakes besides the great Lake Peipus, on
the south-east, and lake stories of various kinds are numerous in
Esthonian tales.
Jannsen relates that Lake Korküll or Oiso, in the district of Fellin in
Livonia, stands on the site of a castle, the lord of which insisted on
marrying his sister. He bribed a priest to perform the ceremony, but
the castle sank into the ground with all present, and a lake arose in
its stead.
We add a selection of Esthonian lake-stories.
[Pg 136]
LAKE PEIPUS.
(Jannsen.)
In former ages, a great and famous king named Karkus ruled over
Esthonia. In his days, fierce bears and bison lurked in the thick
forests, and elk and wild horses careered swiftly through the bushes.
No merchants had yet arrived in ships from foreign parts, nor invading
hosts with sharp swords, to set up the cross of the Christian God, and
the people still lived in perfect freedom.
The palace of King Karkus was built of costly sparkling stones, and
shone far off in the sun like gold. The palace lay near the holy
forest, where dwelt three good white gods and three black evil ones.
There dwelt the king and his court. His enemies feared him greatly, but
his people loved him as a father.
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