800 NORWAY. 



was a good salmon river and plenty of ptaimigan at a 

 place little more than a Norse mile off equal to about 

 seven English miles so we took rods and guns with us. 

 It was evening when we set forth, but I did not knott 

 the exact hour. 



The scenery through which we passed at thib particu- 

 lar place was on a smaller scale than is usual in Norway, 

 and we enjoyed our row more than usual in consequence ; 

 ecenery on a small scale is more enjoyable than scenery 

 on a large scale ; the reason of this seems to be that, 

 when in the midst of scenery on a small scale, the 

 traveller is constantly and rapidly presented with new 

 views, as well as with beautiful and varied combina- 

 tions of the same views, while in that on a large 

 ecale the eye becomes indifferent to the almost change- 

 less grandeur of prospects which are so vast that they 

 are necessarily presented to the view for hours at a 

 time. 



On our way we met with a Finn. He stood on a rock, 

 gazing at us with much interest. I know not in what 

 circle of Finnish society this individual moved, but his 

 class and tribe had certainly no reason to be proud of his 

 personal appearance. He was diminutive, dishevelled, 

 and dirty. His dress was a leathern tunic, belted round 

 the waist ; his leggings were of the same material. But 

 the most conspicuous portion of his costume was a tall, 

 conical worsted night-cap, which we neatly, but acci- 

 dentally, knocked off his head with a piece of tobacco. 

 He looked angry at first, but on becoming aware of th 



