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RIBE.
Chap. XLVI.
CHAPTER XLVI.
Ribe Cathedral — The anchorite Bishop — Sacred theatricals — Ribe
“ ret ” — Sumptuary laws — Bridal trousseau of the eighteenth century
— Ragged schools of the middle ages — Death of Queen Dagmar —
Queen Agnes at Ribehuus — Funeral of Marsk Stig—The robber’s
bride — Legend of Tovelil — A Tinghuus — The werewolf and the
nightmare — The night-raven and the basilisk — Monument to the
heroes of Fredericia — Farewell to Jutland.
RIBE.
Friday, July 22nd.—We again cross our ferry. Horses
ordered in advance, but not ready ; the boer-cart fetches
us in the water, and lands us at the kro—strax. Strax
—how I abominate that word! The carriage is however
there, but when that is loaded, and not before, do they
harness the horses, and when the horses are at last
harnessed then they make out the “ time seddel.” And
the postilion? coming strax, gone to dress himself.
Why, it’s the very old man who’s been loitering about
with a pipe in his mouth, as composed as if he was
going nowhere. We are off, a tiresome, dull,
uninteresting drive of twenty English miles. Let no one ever
take the west coast of Jutland, from the Liimfiorde
downwards; it does not repay. We have amused
om’-selves well enough with visits to our various friends,
and a good dose of historical associations—history
mixed up with locality and legend, as it should be.
Danes, wise in their own conceit, are apt to consider
they do the world a service in disproving the traditions
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