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Three in Norway

Chapter 4 BY ROAD.

Word Count: 1542    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

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hich with the canoes would be a long day's work; as we had the natives to contend with, w

m; but that it is quite possible to make them slower by losing your temper, or taking any vigorous

ting less every year. A full-grown man does not seem to need much food, certainly not as much as an Englishman, and prefers that of the worst kind, conveyed to the mouth at the end of a knife-blade. We have never noticed any description of food which he does not make sour, rather than eat it when sweet. Bread, milk, cream, an

est,* and his kindness and hospitality are beyond praise. This morning, however, the laziness was the quality chiefly conspicuou

g drinks, and straps or pieces of cord, which may be c

left down a steep hill, we crossed the Laagen by a long and rather handsome bridge, and then up a winding road on the further side, all looking very pretty on such a glorious day. The road became more picturesque the further we got from Lillehammer, eve

a delicious meal off trout, strawberries and cream, a

omposed of barley-meal. It is simply meal and water baked on a large, flat, circular iron, and is about the thickness of cardboard, of a brownish col

t last obtained his violet ink, but Esau was foiled in

ast-say thirty feet. Then cut down a thirty-foot pine tree; take the bark off it; tie a string to the thin end and a hook to the string; stick a worm on the hook, and go forth to the strife. When the fish bites, they strike with great rapidity and violence,

for this stage we had a bad, shying, jibb

ved near there. He told us their name was Wunkle, but the man at the next station said it was P

isappeared: and as the road got worse, so did the hired conveyances; so that we were gradually reduced from the gorgeous double cariole with red cushions with which we st

ke's army, and 'will go anywhere and do anything,' only you must give them plenty of time. We mounted to the station, a wretched little place, and being hungry ordered coffee and eggs, for which repast we paid twopence-halfpenny each, and then at ten o'clock got a man to carry our few small t

ian student on a walking tour, who spoke a little English and wal

nveyed to our minds by seeing four pairs of socks hanging out of the upstair windows to dry; at which sight we began to suspect that things were going to turn out unpleasant for us; but at last we got a room with one very small bed between us. We tossed for this bed, and the Skipper won; so Esau passed the night on the floor, on a sheepskin, and was very comfortable-at l

he cattle are driven during the summer, so t

to expect nightly visitations from other foes,

ills on the south side not far away are so steep that they could not be climbed by all the branded alpenstocks that Switzerland ever produced. Looking to the east the gorge is very wild and grand, covered with pine trees

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“This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XXV. THE GJENDE FLY. August 28.--Tills was the hottest, most windless and cloudless day that has yet been made. The Russian and F went out with Esau and the Skipper to shoot ryper, accompanied by a pointer, which the Norwegians call a bird-hound. A brood was soon found and rose in front of Esau, who with his usual promptitude got a right and left; whereupon the Russian took off his hat, and bowing profoundly, advanced and solemnly shook hands with him, protesting that he had frequently seen marvellous shooting, but never, never aught like this; at least, that is what we imagined to be the translation of the neat little speech which he made in Russian. A ryper is easier to kill, if possible, than the tamest young grouse which gets up under a dog's nose on the calmest 12th of August; and Esau thinks fame is like an eel on a night-line, easily caught, but very difficult to hold afterwards. Satisfied by having witnessed this extraordinary specimen of our skill, the Russian gave up the chase, and returned to Gjendesheim completely exhausted by the heat; but the others went on till the afternoon, now finding a selfish old cock, whose fate no one regretted; now a young brood only just old enough to be shot: anon lying down to rest and eat berries, or bathing in the Leirungs Lake, but all the time extremely happy. F was so exceedingly polite that he would not shoot unless birds enough for all of us happened to get up at once, and one brood escaped without a shot being fired, in consequence of our unwonted emulation of his courtesy. Near Leirungs we were fortunate enough to drive three large broods into the same bit of willow scrub, and had some very pretty shooting as the dog set them one by one; but there was hardly any scent, ' and the..”
1 Chapter 1 THE VOYAGE.2 Chapter 2 CHRISTIANIA.3 Chapter 3 BY RAIL AND LAKE.4 Chapter 4 BY ROAD.5 Chapter 5 THE FIRST CAMP.6 Chapter 6 MISERY.7 Chapter 7 HAPPINESS.8 Chapter 8 FLY S TER.9 Chapter 9 SIKKILDAL.10 Chapter 10 BESSE S TER.11 Chapter 11 GJENDIN.12 Chapter 12 THE CAMP.13 Chapter 13 GJENDESHEIM.14 Chapter 14 JOHN.15 Chapter 15 BACK TO CAMP.16 Chapter 16 TROUT.17 Chapter 17 REINDEER.18 Chapter 18 SUCCESS AT LAST.19 Chapter 19 GJENDEBODEN.20 Chapter 20 A FORMAL CALL.21 Chapter 21 FISHING.22 Chapter 22 MEMURUDALEN.23 Chapter 23 A PICNIC.24 Chapter 24 THE SKIPPER'S RETURN.25 Chapter 25 THE GJENDE FLY.26 Chapter 26 DISASTER.27 Chapter 27 A CHANGE.28 Chapter 28 RAPID-RUNNING.29 Chapter 29 RUS VAND.30 Chapter 30 LUCK.31 Chapter 31 NOT LOST, BUT GONE BEFORE.32 Chapter 32 A LAST STALK.33 Chapter 33 HOMEWARD BOUND.34 Chapter 34 BJ LSTAD.35 Chapter 35 DOWN TO CHRISTIANIA.36 Chapter 36 HOME AGAIN.