Letters to the young from the Old World : $b Notes of travel — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Letters to the young from the Old World : $b Notes of travel
John Stuart Mill · en
We stopped to take on passengers and cargo at a small station. The
day was clear and the sun shone beautifully. The people on shore were
standing watching the loading of the ship and the boatmen were pulling
at the oars, trying to get their little rowboats close to the side of
the steamer; and I stood watching all, when my attention was suddenly
drawn to the water, which was beautifully clear; so clear that I was
able to see down, down many feet, and there in its depths I saw swimming
with ease thousands of little codfish. The confusion above seemed not to
frighten them in the least, for they came nearer and nearer the surface.
The little fellows seemed hungry, so forthwith I procured a biscuit and
fed it to them piece by piece. Thus I stood for an hour or more, feeding
and watching them. How swift they were in their movements; for each
little fish was bound to have a nibble. The one which came out victorious
was compelled to eat his bite in a hurry, for there was no time to be
lost. I am confident you would have enjoyed watching those fish, for it
truly was a pleasant pastime.
After leaving the station we passed, to the left of us, a pile of rocks;
and a waterfall seemed to be there too. Taking up the field glass we
looked in the direction of the rocks, when, lo, nothing was to be seen
but a daub of white paint a few feet long and perhaps a foot in width.
Now what did that mean? Nothing but a trap by which to catch salmon. They
are a hard fish to catch, and that invention was intended to lure them on
to where nets were fixed to trap them. You see, the salmon desire fresh
water, and they know it can only be found coming down from the mountain,
so they swim for the supposed waterfall and are caught. The fishermen are
quite ingenious; yet I always felt sorry for the poor fish.
Now do you know what that instance made me think of? Why, the evil one,
who is continually setting traps for innocent children. Boys and girls,
be careful you do not fall into the trap Satan sets for you. When you
are tempted to tell an untruth, or to steal, or to play truant, or to be
disobedient, just say, “I won’t do it,” and think that if you do any of
these things you are getting into a trap which Satan has set to catch you.
Hammerfest was reached at last, and the captain said we might board on
the Kong Halfdan and take trips to land whenever we desired to do so.
It seemed strange indeed to be on land again, and no doubt the people
thought so too, for they looked at us with amazement as we walked up one
street and down another.
There were three or four little children who followed us from street to
street, never saying a word. I asked them if they spoke English, but they
gave no reply. We gave them a small piece of money, and they gave a look
which told that they knew full well what money was. Dinner time came,
still they followed, and I am very much afraid they lost their dinner
that day.