CHURCH OF KREISEVIG. 
The numerous shallow pools scattered about the 
morass neither possessed the hue nor the clearness 
of the lake, but were strongly impregnated with 
the sulphate of iron. An hour’s ride in this marsh, 
nearly mid-leg deep in water and among abund¬ 
ance of Betula nana , brought us to the residence 
of the inhabitants of Kreisevig, where we were 
admitted into a low turf building, which, though 
small, and much incommoded with dirty clothes, 
stockings, saddles, &c., afforded room for our 
little party to take some refreshment, and proved 
a most welcome shelter from the unceasing in¬ 
clemency of the weather. As soon as we had 
recovered the use of our eyes, which the klmost 
total darkness of the place for a time deprived us 
of, Mr. Phelps expressed his astonishment at 
seeing, upon a sort of table, two large candles, 
articles of extremely rare occurrence in this coun¬ 
try, and these, also, placed in brazen candle¬ 
sticks : he began, therefore, to suspect that we 
must be in the house of some man of property, 
in spite of the quantity of dirty apparel that, 
hanging from the beams, seemed to persuade to 
the contrary: nor could he for some time be 
induced to credit my assurance that the place 
where we were was no other than the church of 
Kreisevig; that the table we leaned on was the 
altar, and the two candlesticks its constant ap- 
