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THROUGH NORWAY WITH THE VESEY CLUB. 197 
appearance. Like all Scandinavian towns, though hardly to 
such a great extent as some, it is largely built of wood. A 
capital view of the place, and of the district in which it lies, 
is to be obtained from a hill called the Utsigtsplatz, about 
three-quarters of an hour’s walk away, one of a large number 
of bare, rugged, gneissic hills, dropped all over the district, 
and forming numerous islands off the coast. 
A glance at a good map of Norway will show that at the 
time we landed in Gothenburg the overland party were 
already a couple of hundred miles to the north of Christiania, 
while we were 220 miles to the south of the same place. It 
was our wish to overtake our friends at the earliest possible 
moment, and an actual stern-chase was entirely out of the 
question. Our plan then involved a night journey to 
Christiania, then, by means of the new railway from thence 
to Trondhjem, making our way up the valley of the Glom- 
men to a station known as Lille-elvedal, which is some¬ 
where over fifty miles by a cross-road from Jerkin. This 
involved about twenty-two hours’ railway travelling, and twelve 
hours’ driving, in two days and two nights, and this programme 
we carried out. 
A night journey is never particularly enjoyable, and the 
route from Gothenburg to Christiania involves few points of 
interest. All the Scandinavian trains are slow, and therefore 
give ample opportunity for studying the fades of the country 
you traverse, e. y., the mail train by which we travelled, and 
which once a day connects Copenhagen with Christiania, has 
an average speed of a little over twenty miles an hour. The 
first object of real interest is the very finely wooded and pic¬ 
turesque valley of Trollliatten (45m.), in which, a mile and a 
half or so below where the train crosses the river, are the 
famous Falls of the Gota, known by the same name. Afterwards 
you get one or two glimpses over scraps of the great Lake 
Venern, for though it is between ten and eleven o’clock your 
capacity for seeing distant views is only a little restricted, 
since we were in latitude 58J°, on a level, that is, with the 
extreme north of Scotland. There is nothing, however, 
worth seeing, and I should advise a traveller to snatch, if 
possible, a few hours’ sleep. To this, however, a Swedish 
railway hardly lends itself. The carriage (first class) is com¬ 
fortable enough, and indeed might give points to an English 
equivalent. A passage runs down one side, and the residue 
is divided into compartments, like to those of an English 
carriage, windowed on the outer end, but entered only from 
the passage, and the passage itself is only entered from the 
ends of the carriage. Under the middle window is a “ flap ” 
table, on the back of which stands a decanter of water and a 
