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little branch office, and feeding a small fair-haired 

 baby with much more chocolate than was good for its 

 health. We almost despaired of reaching our destina- 

 tion that night, but when we crawled into Aune after 

 five o'clock, nearly two hours behind time, we found to 

 our delight that the motor was still waiting for us, 

 and that the only passenger, a very nice little Nor- 

 wegian lady, who had been sitting in the car for nearly 

 two hours, did not seem the least annoyed or out of 

 temper, but took it all in the day's work. All was 

 peace. We telephoned to Lilledal to say when we 

 might be expected in Sundalsoren, where a boat was 

 needed to take us across the fjord, and as the driver 

 made no objection to waiting while we fed, we also 

 telephoned to order our "middags mad" at 7 P.M. at 

 the next stage, Gjora. 



It was my first experience of motor driving in 

 Norway, and I have no doubt that it was our fellow- 

 passenger's first experience of motor driving any- 

 where. We were soon under weigh on a really fast 

 and smooth-going car, guided by a good, but dashing 

 driver. Just after starting we met a funeral pro- 

 cession on its way to the little church. More than 

 twenty mourners in carrioles followed the bier. I 

 do not think there was any coffin ; it looked, although 

 I could not be quite sure of this, as if the body was 

 wrapped in reeds covered with flowers. Naturally 

 there was great commotion among the ponies, but 

 our careful driver at once stopped and helped to lead 

 them past the alarming object. It was touch and 

 go nevertheless ; one pony kicked and plunged and 

 overturned the carriole he was pulling, and his alarm 

 might easily have created a panic among the others 



