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376 Under Northern Skies. sleepily admitted us that first morning, condescended to accompany us and carry our luggage. It cannot be said that we parted from him reluctantly. He was a man to be kept in good humour, and, being avaricious, there was only one way to his heart. However, in going through the world, one meets all sorts and conditions of men, and the tenth good man and true makes up for the nine unsatisfactory men that went before. But we left Wisby without any sad reflections upon human nature 3. without any sad reflections of any sort, except regret for the end of =F ky Ns & cl z 7 —Z_ iE "ZG & : =) \ 7. % a en =<" t ' , 4 Tt ay } II My iy | . es 1 eae WN | AW oh) | eH ’ 4 " { ~= WISBY, our stay. It was altogether a different feeling trom that with which we had seen Bornholm vanishing from sight. The one remains in the mind as an idyll, the other as a wonder. There we had left our heart, here our admiration. ‘To both we should one day like to return. Each has its charm, each its privileges, each its powers of attraction. Nothing, indeed, can give greater pleasure than to explore the shores of the Baltic and make friends with the islands that repose in its waters. As Bornholm had faded from our vision, so Wisby fell away, its ruins, towers and minarets, its Northern influence, its Eastern glamour. ‘The vessel steamed out of the small harbour on its way to Stockholm. Presently night fell and closed the scene. EO 0)(6)() <SriGO