The Argosy — page 142: what you’re looking at

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127 UNDER NORTHERN SKIES. By CHARLES W. Woop, F.R.G.S., AuTHOR oF ** THROUGH HoLrianp,” &¢. WE left Copenhagen one fair evening for Bornholm, an island of the Baltic. The little steamer loosed her moorings about five o’clock, and passed through the crowd of ship- ping never absent from the broad waters and end- less quays of the Danish Capital. We gradually fell away from the many fea- tures of the town, now grown friendly and fami- liar: towers and domes and steeples; and public buildings that here and there reared their magni- “AWS! «=©6oficent heads above their 3 a - lesser surrounding lights. = i ‘i We went down in broad a sunshine. Past lighthouses, =\\/ and Danish men-of-war, = and windmills that stood + ee — out conspicuously against the evening sky, and re- minded one of the flat shores of Holland. All this faded away, and gave place to the equally flat shores of Sweden. The sun set in a gorgeous bank of clouds. ‘Twilight crept over the earth, colours faded from the sky, and stars came out. It never grew quite dark. The night was so still and beautiful, it seemed impossible to turn in. Lights flashed from vessels going to and fro, from numberless fishing craft, those “toilers of the sea” who earn their daily bread by night. The passage was supposed to take ten or twelve hours, and we ought to reach Ronne, the chief town of Bornholm, at four or five in the morning. About half way, when daylight had att v MN) “ty yy 4 A WU), i HAR Y fs 1 i iY) 1H fale { hve DA :! SS SSA A ithe ve Sa A tt “ ~ . > ¢ . — = ' A 6 gre : a1 ly Nee eka ee ZS seet ss lt “aN: *" ioioaed < . ‘ Be | / "=" r anh af Ja! a : ¥T: live & Omer — . Ti ; fh =® aeey wae be 01) >. ~~ has PL CFS valle t hs —— ee wa Le) — ray Jc e ' ' han \ es )} eye] ‘ALB mitt > ATA A ' iia } Hie) if . E ) nim { HWY pl NI ‘Qs p i) ry t TW why / CUAL ely \ i | hy 1 , ‘i Dy ame | | Su TAAL a ae } if LT a ( , t t [fs i} | F ’ \ j he ‘ Pe TH Sey i Ty \ TTL wal if { ery iia) \\}) ‘ ev eae ae Uh @ {Ps , i MANE E) t viet | ‘ N'Y { y {ill Wir \ \ t ‘ |! '\ I NaI aa { \ ‘) | fled, we passed the steamer coming from Ronne. Signals were. exchanged, greetings were shouted from opposite decks, and each vessel went her way. The night wore on. A light broke in the east. Beams darted CORNICLIOO® <S) (CO)