from Christiania to Bergen^ in the ^'Summer ^1821. 
liere found unchanged. At a time when we are anxiously seek- 
ing after popular traditions and stories, and all the other monu- 
ments of antiquity, it might be worth while to think of preser- 
ving a true representation of every Norwegian costume, before 
they finally disappear. We have good reason to expect some 
contributions to such a purpose, from our distinguished land- 
scape painter Flintoe. We find here, also, names which are me- 
morials of the time of Snorre Stnrleson. Thus I found at Fo&= 
sum near Kiukandfall, two sisters of the name Ldvei and Thu- 
ri, two brothers of the name of Baard and Thoromodon Har- 
dangerfield ; Ouen (Odin) is common in many places. 
Journeys by water in Bergenstift, are both tedious and ex- 
pensive. Every person who accompanies you-must receive 20s. 
a mile, beside an acknowledgment for the boat. You can sel- 
dom get on with fewer than four rowers ; and if you are in haste 
you must take six. If they row a mile in three hours, you can- 
not complain; and if the wind and current are against you, it 
is a chance but you take double the time. If you have a fair 
wind for a little while, the people sit witb the sheets in their 
hand, to be ready to haul dowm the sails in an instant; for no- 
thing is more unsteady than the wind in the Bergenfiords. In 
the turning of a hand, it fiits round to all the points in the com- 
pass, as it beats on different corners of the lofty precipices. The 
eye has nothing cheerful to dwell upon. Scarcely a blade of grass 
or a twig, is to be seen on the black mountain wails. The best 
thing one can do to pass the time, is to lie down and sleep ; and 
the boatmen generally make preparation to accommodate you in 
this respect, by forming, in the back end of the boat, a kind of 
couch, of leaves and small twigs. One of my rowers held me 
awake by his satirical remarks. His sarcasms ran so near the 
boundaries between joke and earnest, that I did not know very 
well how to take them, and at last began to get a little sulky ; 
I believe, however, without good reason. In the humorous 
and comic in an unknown language, and the language of the 
peasant may be considered as such to an inhabitant of the 
town, there is often a great deal connected with local circumstan- 
ces, with which we must be familiar before we can enter into it. 
About half past ten in the evening the boat lay to, by the 
side of the garden of the clergyman in ITllensvaiig. As it was 
