New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1857-08-22

there. Consequently, the people were unspolLsd,
and it was quito refreshing to be courteousy re-
ceiyed, furnished with trout supper and excellent
beds, and to pay therefor an honest price. The
morning was lowering, and We had rain part Of the
day, but, thanks to our water proofs and carriole
aprons, We kept comfortably dry. During this
days journey Of fifty miles, we had very grand
scenery, the mountains gradually increasing In
hight and abruptness as we ascerded the Guld-
brsndsdnl with still more imposing cataracts
"blowing their trumpets from the sleeps" At
ydk, found complaint in tie po,tbOsh written
| by an Engshman WHO had come with US from
| Hull, stating that the landlord had made him pey
| five dollars for beating bis dog of bis own. The
complaint nas written IN English, Of course, ard
therefore useless, go far as the authorities were
concerned. The landlord, whom expected, from
this account, to find surly, swindling fellow, ac
costed us cvily, and invited us into his houue to
zee some old weapons, principally batte-a1es.
There was cross bow, q battered antique sword,
and buff. coat which may have been stripped from
one Of SiDclars men in the pass of Kringelen. Tie
logs of bis house ntrt Of them, said to have
been taken f'. Ac house in which the Saint
King Olail-,.n Apostle of Christianity in the North
WIS born They are Of the red Norwegian pine,
which has great durability, and the legend may
be true, although this would make them eight hun
dTed and fifty years old.
Col. Sinclair was buried in the church.yrrd at
yk, and about fifteen miles further we passed the
defIe of Krngeen, where his band was cut to
pieces. He landed in Romdals Fiord, on the west
ern coast, with 900 men, intending to force his way
across the mountains to relieve Stockholm, which
was then C612) besieged by the Danes. Some
three hundred of the peasants collected at kringe-
len gathered together rocks and trunks of trees on
the brow Of the cliff, and, at a concerted signal,
rolled the mass down upon the Scotch, the greater
part Of whom were crushed to death or hurled into
the river. Of the whole force, only two escaped
A wooden tablet on the spot says, as near as
could make it out, that there was never such an
example of courage and valor known in the world,
ard calls upon the people TO admire this glorious
deed of their fathers. Courage and yalor"
cried Braisted Indignantly; sit was a cowardly
butchery If they had so much courage, why did
they allow 800 Scotchmen to get into the very
heart of the country before they tried to stop
them" Well war is full of meanness and COW.
ardice. If it were only fair fighting on an open
field there would be less of it.
Beyond Laurgaard, Guldbrandsdal contracts to
harrow gorge, down which the LOugen rOars in
perpetual foam. This pass is called the Rusten,
aud the road here Is excessively steep and difficult.
The forests disappear; only hardy frs and the red
pine cling to the lodges of the rocks; and noun
tains, black, grim and with snOw-streaked submits,
tower grandly on all sides. A broad cataract,
hundred feet high, leaped down chasm on our
left so near to the road that its spray swept over
us, and then shot under bridge to join the seeth-
ing flood in the frightful gulf beneath. / was
reminded Of the Valley of the Reuss, on the road
to st. Gothard, like which, the pass Of the Rustcn
leads to a cold and bleak upper valley. Here we
noticed the blight Of late frost on the barley fields,
and were for the fret time assailed by beggars.
Black storm clouds hung over the gorge, adding to
the savage witness of its scenery, but the sun
came out as we drove up the Valley of Dovre,
with its long stretch Of grain-felds on the sunny
sweep of the hillside sheltered by the lofty Dovre
Field behind them. We stopped for the night at
the inn of Toftemoen long before sunset although
it was o'clock. and slept in half-daylight until
morning
The sun was riding high in the heavens when
we left, and dark, lowering clouds slowly rolled
their masses across the mountain tops. TIE Lou
gen was now an inconsiderable stream, and the
superb Guldbrandsdal narrowed to BARE bleak
dell. like those in the high Alps. The grain-felds
had chilled struggling appearance; the forests
forsook the mountain sides and thrOve only IN shell
tered spots at their bases; the houses were mere
log cabins, many Of which were slipping OIL their
foundatonposts and totterng to their final fall; and
the people, poorer than ever, came out of their
butts to beg openly and shamelessy as We passed.
Over the head of the valley, which here turns
westward to the low watershed dividing 1t IRON
the famous Romdal, rose two or three snow
stresked peaks of the Hurupger Field, and the
drifts filling the rayines of the mountains on our
left descendtd lower and lower into the valley.
AT Dombaas, a lonely station at the foot of the
Doyre Field, we turned northwar1 into the heart
Of the mountains. My postillion boy Of fifteen
| surprised me by speaking very good English. lie
| had learned il in the school at DrOnthem. Some
times, he sad they had schOOlmaster in the house,
and sometimes one at Jerkn, 20 miles distant Our
road ascended gradually through hafcut woods OF
rcd pine for two or three miles, after which it en-
tered long valley, or rather basin belon yng to the
table.land of the Doyre Field. Stunted heath aud
dwarfed juniper bushes, mixed with gray foxy
shrubwillow, covered the SOIL AMI the pale yellow
of the reindeer moss stained the rocks. Higher,
crayer and blacker ridges henmed in the Gteles'
landscape, and above them, to the north and west,
bread snow.fields shone luminous under the heavy