DIRECTIONS FOR PLACING THE PLATES OF THE TENTH VOLUME. A Man and Woman of Otaheite Inhabitants of Terra del Fuego... A young Woman of Otaheite bringing a present A Dance in Otaheite....... Omai's double Canoe, and the Ships approaching Huaheine.... A Hippa, or place of retreat, in New Zealand.......... Feenou, chief of the warriors of Tongataboo.. The Tschuktschi and their habitations The Death of Captain Cook A Kamtscadale travelling in winter.... An inside view of a winter Hut of the Kamtschadales .Frontispiece 113 115 124 136 144 152 154 155 169 208 257 261 349 385 400 401 THE WORLD DISPLAYED. TRAVELS THROUGH THE MOST NORTHERN PARTS OF EUROPE. CHAP. III. Funeral rites of the Laplanders; their general character; beasts, birds and fishes; traffic with the natives of Borandia; descrip tion of the Borandians; the author sails to Petzora. WE arrived at the first village by seven o'clock, soon crossed the river, and went directly to our old quarter, where our landlord, in hopes of getting more tobacco, received us very joyfully: he immediately presented us a cup of brandy, and asked us, if we should have the rein-deer put to the sledges; to which we replied, that we chose to rest ourselves till morning, there being no village for several leagues from his habitation. Upon this he filled us another cup, and when we had drank it, offered to take us with him to the funeral of one of his neighbours, who had been dead about four hours. We were very glad of this opportunity of seeing their funeral ceremonies, and therefore accompanied him to the house of the deceased, when we saw the corpse taken from the bears skins on which it lay, and removed into a wooden coffin by six of his most intimate friends; the body being first wrapped in linen, and the face and hands only left bare. In one hand they put a purse with money in it, to pay the fee of the porter of the gate of paradise; and in the other, a certificate, signed by a priest, directed to St. Peter, to certify that he was a good Christian, and ought to be admitted into heaven: and at the head of the coffin was placed a picture of St. Nicholas, who was one of the seven deacons mentioned in the Acts of the Apostles, a saint greatly reverenced in all parts of Muscovy, where he is supposed to be a particular friend of the dead, upon which account his picture is always fixed near a corpse, instead of a crucifix: he is represented in a pilgrim's habit, with a long robe, a broad girdle about his waist, and a staff in his hand. They also put into the coffin a rundlet of brandy, some dried fish and rein-deer venison, for him to eat and drink on the road. They then lighted some fir-tree roots, piled up at a convenient distance from the coffin, wept, howled, and made a variety of strange gestures, assuming a thousand different attitudes, to show the extravagance of their sorrow. When this noise and these gesticulations were over, they marched round the corpse several times in procession, asking the deceased, why he died? whether he was angry with his wife? whether he stood in need of meat, drink or clothes? if he had not succeeded when fishing, or lost his game when hunting? they then resumed their howling and stamping, with all the signs of distraction. One of the priests, who assisted at the solemnity, frequently sprinkled holy water upon the corpse, as also did the mourners. Being now almost deafened with noise, and wearied with looking on these barbarous rites, we left our landlord behind us, and returned to his cottage, where we found his wife at home. She had made a sally from the place in which her husband had confined her on our arrival, and no sooner saw us, than supposing he was in our company, would have retired to her corner; but our interpreter letting her know, that the good man was at the funeral, and would not return for some time, she staid and viewed us all round, one after another, drew her seat near us, and showed us a bonnet of her own embroidering, very curiously performed with tinsel thread. The wives of the Muscovite Laplanders make clothes for themselves, their husbands, and their children, and at the edge they are all embroidered with that thread. She was pretty handsome, well-shaped, and appeared to be good-humoured, and well pleased with us. While our host was busied about the funeral, we pulled out some of our provisions, and gave our landlady some of every sort to taste. She liked them all, especially the gingerbread; but having drank two or three glasses of brandy, withdrew to her place of confinement, for fear of her husband's arrival; for he would have certainly resented her having taken such liberty, which would have raised his jealousy, had he found her among us. When he came home, he obliged us to take a cup or two more, to smoke a pipe, and to sup with him; for he brought such provisions as he thought would be most grateful to our palates, particularly salt butter, which we eat with bread; and as our guide would not taste any thing that was salt, he got him some dried fish, and some bear's flesh, which he broiled on the coals. All the cottages in this village were, like those we had observed in other places, built of wood, and covered with turf, but they were handsomer, being both within and without adorned with fish bones, |