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On
our
arrival
in
Denmark
,
we
found
the
king
and
queen
of
that
country
elevated
in
two
arm
-
chairs
on
a
kitchen
-
table
,
holding
a
Court
.
The
whole
of
the
Danish
nobility
were
in
attendance
;
consisting
of
a
noble
boy
in
the
wash
-
leather
boots
of
a
gigantic
ancestor
,
a
venerable
Peer
with
a
dirty
face
who
seemed
to
have
risen
from
the
people
late
in
life
,
and
the
Danish
chivalry
with
a
comb
in
its
hair
and
a
pair
of
white
silk
legs
,
and
presenting
on
the
whole
a
feminine
appearance
.
My
gifted
townsman
stood
gloomily
apart
,
with
folded
arms
,
and
I
could
have
wished
that
his
curls
and
forehead
had
been
more
probable
.
Several
curious
little
circumstances
transpired
as
the
action
proceeded
.
The
late
king
of
the
country
not
only
appeared
to
have
been
troubled
with
a
cough
at
the
time
of
his
decease
,
but
to
have
taken
it
with
him
to
the
tomb
,
and
to
have
brought
it
back
.
The
royal
phantom
also
carried
a
ghostly
manuscript
round
its
truncheon
,
to
which
it
had
the
appearance
of
occasionally
referring
,
and
that
too
,
with
an
air
of
anxiety
and
a
tendency
to
lose
the
place
of
reference
which
were
suggestive
of
a
state
of
mortality
.
It
was
this
,
I
conceive
,
which
led
to
the
Shade
’
s
being
advised
by
the
gallery
to
"
turn
over
!
"
—
a
recommendation
which
it
took
extremely
ill
.
It
was
likewise
to
be
noted
of
this
majestic
spirit
,
that
whereas
it
always
appeared
with
an
air
of
having
been
out
a
long
time
and
walked
an
immense
distance
,
it
perceptibly
came
from
a
closely
contiguous
wall
.
This
occasioned
its
terrors
to
be
received
derisively
.
The
Queen
of
Denmark
,
a
very
buxom
lady
,
though
no
doubt
historically
brazen
,
was
considered
by
the
public
to
have
too
much
brass
about
her
;
her
chin
being
attached
to
her
diadem
by
a
broad
band
of
that
metal
(
as
if
she
had
a
gorgeous
toothache
)
,
her
waist
being
encircled
by
another
,
and
each
of
her
arms
by
another
,
so
that
she
was
openly
mentioned
as
"
the
kettle
-
drum
.
"
The
noble
boy
in
the
ancestral
boots
was
inconsistent
,
representing
himself
,
as
it
were
in
one
breath
,
as
an
able
seaman
,
a
strolling
actor
,
a
grave
-
digger
,
a
clergyman
,
and
a
person
of
the
utmost
importance
at
a
Court
fencing
-
match
,
on
the
authority
of
whose
practised
eye
and
nice
discrimination
the
finest
strokes
were
judged
.
This
gradually
led
to
a
want
of
toleration
for
him
,
and
even
—
on
his
being
detected
in
holy
orders
,
and
declining
to
perform
the
funeral
service
—
to
the
general
indignation
taking
the
form
of
nuts
.
Lastly
,
Ophelia
was
a
prey
to
such
slow
musical
madness
,
that
when
,
in
course
of
time
,
she
had
taken
off
her
white
muslin
scarf
,
folded
it
up
,
and
buried
it
,
a
sulky
man
who
had
been
long
cooling
his
impatient
nose
against
an
iron
bar
in
the
front
row
of
the
gallery
,
growled
,
"
Now
the
baby
’
s
put
to
bed
let
’
s
have
supper
!
"
Which
,
to
say
the
least
of
it
,
was
out
of
keeping
.
Upon
my
unfortunate
townsman
all
these
incidents
accumulated
with
playful
effect
.
Whenever
that
undecided
Prince
had
to
ask
a
question
or
state
a
doubt
,
the
public
helped
him
out
with
it
.
As
for
example
;
on
the
question
whether
’
twas
nobler
in
the
mind
to
suffer
,
some
roared
yes
,
and
some
no
,
and
some
inclining
to
both
opinions
said
"
Toss
up
for
it
;
"
and
quite
a
Debating
Society
arose
.
When
he
asked
what
should
such
fellows
as
he
do
crawling
between
earth
and
heaven
,
he
was
encouraged
with
loud
cries
of
"
Hear
,
hear
!
"
When
he
appeared
with
his
stocking
disordered
(
its
disorder
expressed
,
according
to
usage
,
by
one
very
neat
fold
in
the
top
,
which
I
suppose
to
be
always
got
up
with
a
flat
iron
)
,
a
conversation
took
place
in
the
gallery
respecting
the
paleness
of
his
leg
,
and
whether
it
was
occasioned
by
the
turn
the
ghost
had
given
him
.
On
his
taking
the
recorders
—
very
like
a
little
black
flute
that
had
just
been
played
in
the
orchestra
and
handed
out
at
the
door
—
he
was
called
upon
unanimously
for
Rule
Britannia
.
When
he
recommended
the
player
not
to
saw
the
air
thus
,
the
sulky
man
said
,
"
And
don
’
t
you
do
it
,
neither
;
you
’
re
a
deal
worse
than
him
!
"
And
I
grieve
to
add
that
peals
of
laughter
greeted
Mr
.
Wopsle
on
every
one
of
these
occasions
.
But
his
greatest
trials
were
in
the
churchyard
,
which
had
the
appearance
of
a
primeval
forest
,
with
a
kind
of
small
ecclesiastical
wash
-
house
on
one
side
,
and
a
turnpike
gate
on
the
other
.
Mr
.
Wopsle
in
a
comprehensive
black
cloak
,
being
descried
entering
at
the
turnpike
,
the
gravedigger
was
admonished
in
a
friendly
way
,
"
Look
out
!
Here
’
s
the
undertaker
a
coming
,
to
see
how
you
’
re
a
getting
on
with
your
work
!
"
I
believe
it
is
well
known
in
a
constitutional
country
that
Mr
.
Wopsle
could
not
possibly
have
returned
the
skull
,
after
moralizing
over
it
,
without
dusting
his
fingers
on
a
white
napkin
taken
from
his
breast
;
but
even
that
innocent
and
indispensable
action
did
not
pass
without
the
comment
,
"
Wai
-
ter
!
"
The
arrival
of
the
body
for
interment
(
in
an
empty
black
box
with
the
lid
tumbling
open
)
,
was
the
signal
for
a
general
joy
,
which
was
much
enhanced
by
the
discovery
,
among
the
bearers
,
of
an
individual
obnoxious
to
identification
.
The
joy
attended
Mr
.
Wopsle
through
his
struggle
with
Laertes
on
the
brink
of
the
orchestra
and
the
grave
,
and
slackened
no
more
until
he
had
tumbled
the
king
off
the
kitchen
-
table
,
and
had
died
by
inches
from
the
ankles
upward
.
We
had
made
some
pale
efforts
in
the
beginning
to
applaud
Mr
.
Wopsle
;
but
they
were
too
hopeless
to
be
persisted
in
.
Therefore
we
had
sat
,
feeling
keenly
for
him
,
but
laughing
,
nevertheless
,
from
ear
to
ear
.
I
laughed
in
spite
of
myself
all
the
time
,
the
whole
thing
was
so
droll
;
and
yet
I
had
a
latent
impression
that
there
was
something
decidedly
fine
in
Mr
.
Wopsle
’
s
elocution
—
not
for
old
associations
’
sake
,
I
am
afraid
,
but
because
it
was
very
slow
,
very
dreary
,
very
up
-
hill
and
down
-
hill
,
and
very
unlike
any
way
in
which
any
man
in
any
natural
circumstances
of
life
or
death
ever
expressed
himself
about
anything
.
When
the
tragedy
was
over
,
and
he
had
been
called
for
and
hooted
,
I
said
to
Herbert
,
"
Let
us
go
at
once
,
or
perhaps
we
shall
meet
him
.
"
We
made
all
the
haste
we
could
down
stairs
,
but
we
were
not
quick
enough
either
.
Standing
at
the
door
was
a
Jewish
man
with
an
unnatural
heavy
smear
of
eyebrow
,
who
caught
my
eyes
as
we
advanced
,
and
said
,
when
we
came
up
with
him
—
