THROUGH FINLAND. 
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“ cuftoms with a cat baked in a pafty ! What a wretch is man! 
“ Who knows not, if he live to grow in years, what he may 
“ chance to eat before he dies, when I, a young man, was very 
“ near devouring a cat with her Ikin and fur on. 
“ Thus endeth this tale, which I, the before»mentioned Va~ 
“ nonen , have compofed, and which all allow to end well, and 
te with great ingenuity.”* 
* I will fubjoin a verfion in Englifh rhyme of the fame poem, in which the lite¬ 
ral meaning of the original has likewife been as faithfully retained as poffible. It 
thus forms a droll fort of a ballad. 
THE PALDAMO-PASTY: 
A Finnijh Tale, by the Peafant Vanonen . 
A ftory, I remember well, 
I once did hear, which now I’ll tell; 
For I, Vanonen, (you all know it, 
A peafant, and, what’s more, a poet), 
Did verfify it in a ftyle, 
That all who hear fay ’tis worth while: 
How that of cuftoms the Commis 
Was trick’d (none better trick’d could be) 
With fav’ry pafty of a cat, 
That moufe had often kill’d, and rat. 
’Twas at Paldamo that a fet 
Of jovial peafants once were met; 
When ent’ring into merry chat. 
Of neighb’ring towns, and this and that; 
They all agreed, and did declare. 
Knaves of more cunning any where. 
In any town the country round, 
Than Uleaborg’s cou’d not be found; 
And 
