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woodlands. Xow and again wc have delighting our eyes the feathery 



foliage and brilliant scarlet berries of the Eowau, a valuable adjunct 



to the beauties of Scandinavian scenery when the year is growing 



old, and on nearly every cottage wall is a drapery of Virginian 



Creeper, glowing with tints of crimson, scarlet and brown against the 



white or yellow plaster. 



To the left of the road we get, through the foliage, glimpses of the 

 villas of the Copenhagen aristocracy, nestling amongst shrubberies and 

 woodland gardens, and here and there a stately avenue of Chestnuts 

 or Limes leads up to one of the palaces belonging to the Court. 

 Very charming is the aspect of these summer villas, with their broad 

 green lawns still sparkling with the drenching dews of early morning, 

 their parterres gay with Dahlias, Asters and Geraniums, and their 

 numerous windows commanding superb views over the farm-laud and 

 lightly -timbered country to the Baltic, whose steel-blue plain, 

 stretching away to the horizon, is flecked with the white and grey 

 sails of a hundred lishing-boats and coasting craft, and the tall 

 canvas of many a large timber-ship hailing from the ports of the 

 Gulf of Bothnia. 



Forest country opens out before us at last, as, after passing through 

 a fishing village of the neatest little cottages, their windows prettily 

 curtained and gay with flowers, and their gardens shaded with whole 

 acres of nets hung up to dry, we come to Klampenborg and the 

 south-east corner of the Dyrehave. Forest country, it is true, but a 

 park by courtesy. A national park indeed ; a tract of forest set 

 apart for the use and delectation of the people after a fashion which 

 has been judiciously followed by the United States in connection 

 with the Yosemite and Yellowstone] A'alleys, and the groves of Big 

 Trees on the western slopes of the Sierra Nevada. And-it may lairly 

 be questioned whether any nation can boast of a more beautiful tract 

 of primeval forest country thus inalienably retained in all its natural 

 grandeur than the seven square miles of undulating, heavily-timbered 

 land which stretches away to the north and west from the bay of 

 Klampenborg. The southern portion, extending over an area of some 

 four and a half square miles, is a Boyal preserve, and is bounded by a 

 small river, and it is here that the finest specimens of timber trees 

 are to be found, as also the most beautiful views. Two or three good 

 roads run through the forest, and there are numerous woodland walks 

 and dim trails which invite exploration of its recesses. 



A grand grove of Beeches extends north and west from the margin 

 of the blue bay at Klampenborg, and it is by reason mainly of these 

 forest trees that the l^yvehave is celebrated. One sees many fine 

 Beeches in England, but never in any coimtryhave I come across the 

 larcre proves of magnificent trees that are to be found here. Though 



