Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 311 of 400
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292 ABOUT NORWAY. By CHARLES W. Woop, AUTHOR OF “THROUGH HOLLAND.” | is a melancholy but very positive fact that the pleasure of a voyage to the North Cape is entirely made or marred by that most uncer- tain element, the weather. With cloudless skies and soft breezes, nothing can be more delightful than this winding about rocks, islands, and mainland, day after day; each day, each hour bringing fresh scenes of beauty and interest before the traveller: glimpses also of various people of the country, with the quiet occupations that form the even | | : ' in 1h iii | ; i li i \ i a | | i Ml | tt h | { I | | Hi ik Hi - i} ' | sulll in | | 4 } \ wl if ! ih Wa li Mr! \ | —=— MAN ib in vite htt ty ti Hi Misha | } } Nyy Nl: Luly | ult } HWY hil MW M mae mM \ iN Ni i | | WWW H))) ! Hitt ‘y bil MALL) | | hh i | Shi i" | it i) | | HHL ae | } | j Hf) il | \ } | TH i}| ih! | ——————— HI) | } | | Wt WW | Hell ———___— NAY | HY it} , "ih | i | | i h 7 i | | ‘Ml ~ SVOLVAER, IN THE LOFODENS., tenour of their lives. Nothing can be grander or more sublime than the gorgeous sunsets which envelop earth, sea, and sky, until the very air seems to flash with myriads of rainbow-tinted hues, lovely and almost palpable to the touch. And once within the Arctic Circle, the night that has no sunset, no darkness: where no longer ‘‘ the evening and the morning” make a day: where night seems to have fled for ever, and eternal noon has risen upon the world: this, too, if it has its disadvantages, has also its special and rare charm. The days pass in a dream of beauty and glory. Watching the changing tints as the sun nears the horizon which it does not reach: watching again the subtle changes of tones as the sun suddenly shoots upwards and silently announces that its course is run: warning of the flight of time more myste- tiously and surely than the midnight clang of iron that tolls from Gomichbooksicom