The Argosy — page 148: what you’re looking at

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About Norway. 133 fields. The streets were almost deserted ; perhaps because it was mid-day and the people were at their dinners; perhaps because the intense heat and glare were not to be lightly encountered even by the natives. So when the ship’s whistle warned us that time was up, we were ready to return. These short landings upon terra firma were pleasant interludes in the voyage. The sensation of steady ground beneath the feet can only be appreciated by those to whom a long spell of sailing has rendered it unfamiliar. Leaving Bodo, we started for the Lofodens, and reached them about 10.30 p.m. On our way we again passed many porpoises, but Wi MN tof Wh ae DA} HAY i) WY HH LO egy = —— —— ——— cS SSF —> = See a — eS a > x SSF Se eo EZ == So a Fe sake TORGHATTEN (From the West). no one attempted a second time to raise a cry of WHaLEs. The passengers, on the contrary, rather passed them over in silence, and looked the other way, as if it was felt they had been imposing on one another, and “‘ making believe,” though without the courage of the pretty American girl to say so. After all, are we not every one of us children of a larger growth, ‘‘ making believe” all through life ; laughing most when we are most sad; shutting our skeletons out of sight, and pretending the closet empty ; putting black for white and white for black, sweet for bitter and bitter for sweet; act- ing so well that at last we sometimes come to impose even on our- selves ? | But let us turn to realities: those wonderful realities, the Lofo- dens. Here at any rate is neither change nor imposition, nor make GOMIGDOOKS (CO)