The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1855-09-22

'"'' III Will >otic Travellers up yOnOer, tnN
would be great fun"
Our gnide laughed, and limited that he
would no: be able to talk like the peasantry.
I" Yes, can though" said my cousin, who
Immediately began to speak in the Jutland
dialect, to the infinite diversion of the worthy
Peder Anderson, who, however, found still
another stumbling block to the perfcctions of
the pretended peasant, namely, that his nice,
white hands would bc:ray him.
I" can put them in my pocket A ka
put EN- e Lomm," cried my gay cousin, who
was determined to admit of no drawback to
his assumed character.
Presently We reached the river Gudenaae
which is here tolcrahly wide, and has rather
a swift current. We crossed in boat. some
thing like canoe, and then entered on quite
another kind of a country for here com
menccd the moor,anl>. covered with heather,
whose dark tints formed a strong contrast to
the bright green on the east of the river
We had vet good wav to walk, and as the
heather, which almost reached up to our
knees, was still wet with rain, we had good
reason to be grateful to our org boots. We
approached the wood a wood of magnificent
beech trees, which appeared to me here doub-
~ beautiful, standing ont. as it did, against
50 dark back ground Amidst slopins dales
the path wound always upwards: bnt the
thickness of the foliage for time deprived
Us of any view At last We emerged from
the wood, and found ourselves upon the open
summit of the mountain.
| When | hear delightful music, or witnes.
an interesting theatrical representation, | al
ways wish to ENJOY it for time in silence
Nothing acts more nnpleasantly, jars more
on my feelings than when any one attempts
10 call my attention to either. The moment
The remark is made to me, How beautiful
that is ii becomes less beautiful 70 me-
The" audible outbur>t> Of admiration are to
me like cold shower baths: they quite chill
me. \'tcr time. when have been left nn-
disturbed and iv ,lcrrcc> have cooled in nv
excitement. am willing to exchange thoughts
and minnlc feelings with those of a friend
or of many friends indeed. ! finda desire
growing within me 10 unhurdcn, if | NAV so
express it. my oycrla!cn mind |, is thus
that poet u':er> his inspirations: at the sweet
moment when he conccivcS his ideas, thcv
GLOW within him, but he is silent: afterwards
he fe"lS constrained 70 give them utterancc
the voice or the pen must afford the fall heart
relief. Our guides anxiety to please was a
dreadful drawback 10 my comfort. for, with
the usual loJuaci'v Of ciccronc, he began
10 point out and describe all the churches
that could be deserted from the place where
we were standing. invariably commencing
with . Wonder vou see" left nv cousin to
his Calculation of the country round, and.
wandering TO some little distance. | sat down
where could So, without being compelled
~ i.ur.
When StolhcC had finished translatisg IIo-
mcr into German, he threw down his pen,
and exclaimed, dr~rondnclv, Reader
learn Greek. and burr my translation '
Wat is a description o: scenery but trans
lation: Yet the most successful one must he
As much inferior TO the original as the high
ct hill in .Ju;lani is lower than the highest
mountain in Thtct. Therefore. kind read
cr. pardon my not describing to Won all saw
. VIZ" saw might, perhaps. he able to rclat,
, to You. but scarcely lor saw it. NV pen il
=. no artists pencil. Go Yourself and take
{ view of IT But YOU. who perhaps hav,
. stood on the summit of the Broken, or of St
i Bernard smile not that think so much o
V our little mountain 1t is the lofiiest that
: or perhaps many CT my readers have bcheld
i therefore. what is diminutivc to You is gram
touS.
J. was startled in nv medtations by thum
5 on my >houlder-it was from my cousin, VIII
i was standing behind me. lie informed m
+. that our guide had gone home at least hal
II an hour. aad tha: had been sitting for
e long time perfectly motonless, without gi,
4 ing the slightest sign of life lie told m,
n moreover. that he was tired of such solem
J. silence, and must really awaken from m
:, fit of abstraction.
And at what have YOU been looking tn;
" has en.rossed Your thoughts so much 2" h
added
l. The same as You have been looking at
e replied air. and earth, and water"
\: "Well, cast your eyes down now towar.
d the lake." said he, handing me his spy-g glas
It and YOU will see that there are some stran;
n ers coming over this way
y I took the glass and perceived boat Ii
p tie way from the shore, which seemed to b
N steering strai ght across the water; it was fu
?, of people, and three straw bonnets indicate
); that there were women among them. NJ
1t cousin proproscd that we should await the
coming, although it would be late before "
e should reach our quarters for the night ,
1t Alling. AS the evening was so charming,
willingly consented; we could not have wisf
!, ed finer one. The sun was about to Sc
K but it seemed to us to sink more slowly tha
N usual, as il it fingered to behold the beaut
of the earth when tinged with its own golt
Is en- rays. The winds were hushed; not
h blade Of grass, not leaf was stirring. Tn
g lake was as a mirror, wherein we're refectc