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About Norway. 301 caught sight of grand mountains whose peaks seemed to repose in the sky: the range of the Langfjela. As we looked, the first flush of dawn tinged them with unearthly beauty ; and as the sun crept upwards towards the horizon, the tone crept downwards over the earth, until at length the whole town was bathed in crimson light, the windows reflected a red glow, and the gloom brightened into the first glories of early morning. Aalesund is a town of about 6,o0o0 inhabitants, comparatively new but prosperous, carrying on a thriving trade in codfish with Spain and Italy. The fish are caught in nets which are sunk far down in the sea, their position marked by green glass buoys. When hauled up, the nets often break with the weight of the cod- fish, which abound in these waters. But though the town itself | is of recent date, the surrounding country has many associa- tions in connection with the ancient his- Naija tory of Norway. Not pases far from here was the (agi \\ = A ~ \tS\\ Wy 1. NSS oy a } SJ i \ > DIN )) i SS ~ iN WN WN ff MMM fy “4, i ff LL bf, ell J 4; She Sh bd i ff 44 Vf VS : . ALY S = ~~ —————— . «sts ZZ a> SOG: 4 castle inhabited by WAMS<~6 —.-_ {As oN i (7. Zi ’ 2 ee = 4 the famous Rollo, founder of the duchy of Normandy, and ancestor of William the Conqueror. | Here we bade a reluctant farewell to our pleasant travelling companion Lieutenant X., who was landing at Aalesund with the intention of crossing the famous Justedal glacier, the largest and grandest in Europe. He left us in one of the shore boats, and toiling up the hill was lost amongst the houses of the sleeping town. We saw him no more. We too departed, and all the next day were winding about the islands and between the rocks that cross our path as we approach towards Bergen. Again we passed the entrance to the Sognefjord, called at the various stations, revelled in the warmth and sunshine that gilded this our last day’s journey, and about ten o’clock at night rounded the point that brought us immediately in sight of Bergen. CORNICE LMO© eS (SO)