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WILD NORWAY. 
one vast snow-brse, or incipient glacier, which rises 
from the water in a thirty-foot face all furrowed with 
cavernous crevasses, brilliant in opal and emerald. 
From this face break off huge masses, which float like 
icebergs in rippleless water that reflects each detail of 
its wild environment as in a mirror. The day was still 
young, when, far away up the glen leading from the 
eastern end of the lake, something moving caught my 
eye. A glance through the glass showed this to be 
a deer—two deer, both small—then a third, and a 
fourth, the two last good-sized bucks, followed into 
view, all four feeding three-quarters downwind towards 
the lake. Tactics were simple enough at first. By 
retreating a few yards till we had “sunk” the deer, 
we soon gained the water s edge, and then, sheltered 
by a terraced ridge, ran all we knew along the level 
shore. 
Towards the head-water more care became necessary. 
We must then be moderately near our game; moreover, 
parallel with the shore protruded a plutonic ridge that 
had apparently welled forth from the molten bowels of 
earth and cooled there. No deer, it was very certain, 
would seek pasturage on that naked granite; but we 
could not guess along which side of it they might elect 
to feed. I took the risk, and kept along the ridge alone, 
leaving Knud behind. Now bare bed-rock is not 
favouring substance to hide upon; still it has folds and 
rounded crevices ; and, more important far, there are 
the “ erratic blocks,” or balanced boulders—I forget 
their correct name—that always seem to have had 
an affinity to pitch on plutonic surfaces. This strip 
of granite was plentifully bestrewn with them, and 
