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150 Angling Travels in Norway. 



fortunate it be that Norway provides opportunities and 

 space for all. 



Our foreign neighbours are wont to say that we take 

 our pleasures sadly ; but I would rather opine that the 

 tourist takes his pains joyfully, for, in spite of an incessant 

 course of unpacking, and strange quarters, he has ever a 

 smile upon his countenance. 



At five o'clock of a fine spring evening, in early June, 

 our vessel heaves-to among the rocky islands which support 

 the wood-built town of Christiansund. 



The buildings, wharf-like, spring from the very water ; 

 the town is tranquil, and its people rest idly about the 

 water's edge — for it is Sunday, and all is closed except the 

 Custom House, whither we repair to clear our belongings 

 ere consigning them and ourselves to the little steamboat 

 which will convey us up the inland fjord to the mouth of 

 the Siirna. 



Whilst discharging our duties the juvenile natives, with 

 kindly feeling, pluck whisps of fresh green herbage, and 

 place them in the crates which contain our stock of goslings, 

 whose appreciation of the dainty is their benefactor's 

 reward. 



As Christiansund fades to view, we go below to enjoy 

 the excellent repast our host provides — a meal, indeed, 

 excellent of itself, but enhanced by comparison with our 

 food of the few previous days ; and barely had we time 



