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without some repose. We therefore made 

 a fire ; and having dried my clothes, I lay 

 down by the side of it, in hopes of taking a 

 little rest. But in this I had no success. 

 The fire scorched me on one side, while the 

 cold north wind pinched me on the other ; 

 and the gnats so stung my hands, face, and 

 legs, that it was impossible to sleep. Thus 

 I remained in expectation of my Lapland 

 conductor, who had set out in search of 

 another, till two o'clock in the afternoon. 

 I could not help thinking how miserably 

 I might have to end my days here, in case 

 he should think proper to desert me en- 

 tirely. At length, however, he returned, 

 bringing with him a little black-looking 

 Moman, whose hair hung loose about her 

 shoulders, with a red cap upon her head. 

 I scarcely think that any poet could have 

 described a fury so hideous as this woman. 

 She addressed me in Swedish to the follow- 

 ing effect. " Oh, thou poor man ! what 

 misfortune can have brought thee into my 

 country ? Seest thou what miserable living 



