MOUNTAIN PLATEAUX AND MOUNTAIN RAVINES, 29 
was tearing down and thundering so furiously, and partly 
ae again to form the ever hanging, though ever falling 
cloud.’ 
On arriving at the end of the Marie Stege, and landing 
upon the platform of rock where the five tourists stood, 
Williams was congratulated on what they considered his 
narrow escape: they being under the impression that when 
they saw him turn round to look at the waterfall he had 
reached a point from which he could neither advance nor 
recede. And they were surprised when they learned the 
truth—nor is this to be wondered at, as viewed from their 
position, where the ledges are quite invisible, and both the 
height above and the depth below are fairly seen, it must 
be a somewhat thrilling sight to witness the crossing of 
the Marie Stege—far more so than to do it. , 
The broad platform of rock affords by much the best 
view of the fall, and those who come from below have 
no occasion to cross the Marie Stege, except for its own 
sake. 
But where is Du Challu? He is on and away, and by 
this time half way up the beautiful Fiord of Hardanger. 
We cannot overtake him; but we may encounter him 
again on the Sogne Fiord further to the. north, situated 
between this and the forests of Romsdal county, of which 
mention has been made. Seeing that our leader has gone 
on let us tuke another look at the fall. This waterfall is 
frequently visited by tourists, but it is generally, as men- 
tioned by Williams, approached from below. Bayard 
Taylor wlio did so gives the following description of the 
scene in his volume entitled Northern: Travel. Writing 
of his journey towards the Tindso, he says:—‘ During 
this stage of twelve or thirteen. miles the quality of our 
carioles was tested in the most satisfactory manner. Uphill 
and down, over stock and stone, jolted on rock, and 
wrenched in gulley, they were whirled at a smashing rate, 
but tough ash and firmly-welded iron resisted every shock. 
