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us, that when the spirit moves them they can't 

 help it, such a scene is as likely to occur in St. 

 George's, Hanover-square, as in this wild Lap 

 church. Had they been drunk I should not have 

 been much surprised, but they all appeared per- 

 fectly sober ; and it only proves how dreadfully 

 religious fanaticism can work upon the human 

 mind when we see it convert these Laps — pro- 

 bably the most apathetic and cold-blooded race 

 under the sun — into a lot of maniacs. The riot 

 never once ceased till the service had ended ; and 

 I must confess that I felt well pleased when I 

 found myself once again outside the door of the 

 church. The priest told me that this fashion had 

 only crept upon these Laps within the last few 

 years. 



We stayed at lockmock over the Sunday ; and, 

 as we were now only about eighty miles from 

 Quickiock, we hired horses for one rixdaler per mile 

 to take us through the whole distance. We left 

 on the Monday morning. Our whole day's jour- 

 ney lay over ice, and, after passing through a wild 

 but far prettier country than we had yet seen, we 

 came at night to a place called Granudden, about 

 half way, where we slept. We . paid os. 6d, for 

 our night's lodging, supper, and breakfast. The 

 lodging was very comfortable, and the people civil 

 and obliging — in fact, we found this the case the 



