COPENHAGEN 



A night's journey on the steamboat Cimbria con- 

 veys the traveller from Aalborg to Copenhagen. 

 As the object of these pages is to tell of the land 

 and not of towns, of Copenhagen I will say only that 

 it is a most thriving and beautiful city, adorned with 

 many fine buildings. Indeed the number of these 

 that have been completed recently, or are in course 

 of completion, filled me with wonderment, and caused 

 me to marvel how a country so small as Denmark 

 can find the money to pay for them. I may add that 

 so far as my opportunities of observation went, there 

 is little of what we should call heavy goods traffic in 

 the streets, although the transport of building material 

 goes on continually. This, however, is a domestic 

 matter into which it was no business of mine to make 

 inquiries. 



Another thing which struck me was that the 

 movement of life in Copenhagen never seemed to 

 cease. Thus at three in the morning when, on ac- 

 count of the noise, I rose to shut my window in the 

 new and stately Palace Hotel, except that the trams 

 had ceased to run for a few hours, I was surprised 

 to see that everything in the Raadhus Plads beneath 

 appeared to be much as it is in the daytime. There 

 stood taxi-cabs waiting for their fares, there were 

 pedestrians and even folk on bicycles. When I 

 made inquiry on the point I was informed that 

 certain restaurants do not close till 3 a.m., which 



