TRAVELLING, &C. 1J 
The farmer talks of grades and of grain, 
The failor tells you dories of the main. 
You ought not therefore to wonder, that 1 
choofe to make travelling in one’s own coun- 
trey the fubjed of my difcourfe. Every one 
thinks well of what belongs to himfelf, and 
every one has pleafures peculiar to himfelf. I 
have travelled about, and paffed over on foot 
the frofty mountains of Lapland, have climb- 
ed up the craggy ridges of Norland, and wan- 
dered along its deep hills, and almoft impe- 
netrable woods. I have made large excurfions 
into the forefts of Dalecarlia, the groves of 
Gothland, the heaths of Smoland, and the 
unbounded plains of Scania. There is fcarce- 
ly any confiderable province of Sweden, which 
i have not crawled thro’ and examined ; not 
without great fatigue of body and mind. My 
journey to Lapland was indeed an undertaking 
of immenfe labor 5 and i mud confefs, that i 
was forced to undergo more labor, and danger 
in travelling thro’ this one trad of the nor- 
thern world, than thro* all thofe forreign coun- 
treys put together, which I have ever vifited 1 
tho’ even thefe have cod me no fmall pains, 
and have not a little exhauded my vigor. But 
love to truth, and gratitude towards the fu- 
