Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II. FOGGY WEATHER FIRST VIEW OP NORWAY CHRISTIANSAND FIORD AKBIVAL AT CHBISTIANSAND?DESCRIPTION OP THE TOWN THE TOPTDAL RIVER?EXCURSION INLAND THE ENTHUSIASTIC ANSLER?RUSTIC LODGINGS?HUNTING THE BEAR THE TRAP?THE DEATH?NORWEGIAN LIBERALITY. Sunday, the 9th, dawned on us, tossed about on a troubled sea indeed; for a strong wind was blowing from E.S.

E. However, at eight o'clock, just before breakfast, we sounded in thirty-five fathoms. We had scarcely concluded this cautious operation before the wind began to lull; and after conjecturing, both from our calculations and soundings, that land was not far away, we were confirmed in this opinion by a thick fog rising above the hori- son on our lee beam. We went to dinner in great glee, and, in spite of the hazy atmosphere which now surrounded us, compensation was felt and accepted by us at the hour of six, when a perfect calm prevailed; and our pea- soup and curry were threatened, for the first time this week, to be demolished in that gentlemanly and collected mode which the usagesof society had rendered familiar to our observation in England. At eleven o'clock at night the haziness cleared away, and in about half an hour afterwards a light was seen. It was imagined to be the light at the mouth of the Christiansand Fiord, the name of which, amidst the bustle and joyousness of the moment, I could but indistinctly learn, and cannot now remember. As midnight approached, our old friend the fog gathered density, and effectually deprived us of the slightest glimpse of the light; and we retired to rest ill at ease, plunged into the vale of anxiety in the same ratio as we had been exalted on the peaks of expectation and joy. Sunday at sea retains all the monotony of the shore; for the waves seem to show deference to .