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and having placed our baggage on l)oard the steamer 

 Vesteracden, to leave on the morrow, we adjourned to 

 the H6tel d'Angleterre, and passed the hour before 

 " a/tens " in purchasing a few stores at Kjelsberg's, the 

 local provision dealer and grocer, who speaks English 

 and provides all ordinary requisites. 



The Hotel d'Angleterre is a fairly good house, but 

 " the old hand," who, by-the-by, has sixteen years' ex- 

 perience of the country, took exception to the charge 

 of Kr.1.40 in our bill for lights, a distinctly modern 

 charge. 



The old capital, Trondhjem, compares favourably with 

 Bergen in design and cleanliness. The streets are laid 

 out on the parallel and right-angle system, and are very 

 wide, to prevent a general flare-up in the event of fire. 

 The town must have gained in importance since the 

 construction of the railway, as my friend states that at 

 the time of his first visit grass was growing in the streets. 



At eight o'clock the following morning, Sunday, we 

 left for Bod^ by the particularly neat and clean little 

 steamboat, the Vesteraalen, and met as fellow-passengers 

 an Englishman and his wife, who were proceeding to 

 shoot rype (willow grouse), with the assistance of a team 

 of spaniels, and estimated their bag at 2000 brace. They 

 had rented the shooting for some years, and paid their 

 annual visit after fishing a river near Trondhjem, which 



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