VILLA HVIDORE 



Gulf of Naples, or the coasts of Africa, have 

 I found a sea so calm, so transparent, this colour 

 green-blue which makes one dream. These 

 depths seem peopled with ondines and sirens. 

 I know not what vague sentiment impelled me 

 to throw myself into it. Nowhere else have 

 I experienced this bizarre temptation ; up to 

 now the sea has terrified me. I understand 

 the meaning of the Scandinavian ballad where 

 the hero throws himself into the waves, drawn 

 thither by a mysterious longing." 



Nor are the shores of the Sound less beauti- 

 ful, the trees and fields melting into the water. 

 A magnificent panorama unrolls itself: first 

 Charlottenlund, with its gigantic oaks, then 

 the village of Bellevue, the Royal Park of 

 Dynhaven, the bathing-places of Klampenborg, 

 the Chateau D'Hermitage. He continues : 

 " What struck me most in Scandinavia is 

 the sentiment of loyalty, of honesty, which 

 animates the people. The streets of Copenhagen 

 are as safe by night as by day. One night 

 I found myself at 2 A.M. in the Ostergade. 

 The night was lighted by a clear moon unknown 

 in our regions, and so luminous it seemed to 



