Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1862-01-24
G. w. BELDING IN RUSSIA.
We are kindly permitted by the friends
of the writer to publish the following:

STOCKHOLM, Oct 20, 1861.
DEAR SISTER Although l have just
arrived here after a journey of four days
aud nights, having stopped only IL day
and one night commence to write you
a letter which shall be an answer to your
last, (Which | had no time to answer be-
fore leaving London) and at the same
time, some account of my journey, hoping
this to make it more interesting and in
structive. Business unexpectedly called
me to take the journey, but as it seemed
best | should take it, made ready to
face the Russian Bear in his winter robes.
Leaving London Friday night, embarked
on board the steamer at Hull, for Goth
enbery Saturday at 4 IL 2. M; here
for 2 l-2 days had very pleasant sail,
my only company being a young Swecd-
ish lady, who spoke English. She was
as willing to have company as | was, and
we passed the time very pleasantly-but
| think | was the gamer, for she taught
me Swedish and German, and | could do
her no favors only to occasionly correct
her English. Monday noon we bid adicu
at Gothenbcry. This is very pretty
town of 10000 inhabitants and will COM
pare we'll with any town Of its size l
know,-fne people, and in no waw to be
lightly spoken of by one so little acquain-
ted as | am.
Here l saw, for the first time since |
left home, the Northern Lights-clear,
bright and beautiful. The stars shown
out with brilliancy which is seldom, if
ever seen in England.--It was getting
back to New England in late Autumn.
Leaving there in the morning, while
yet the frost made all to look white, and
with fog dense and clear, cold bracing at
mosphcre, water slightly scaled with ice !;
all reminded me of this season at home.
Travelling some over 100 miles by rail,
through a country often rocky and barren,
but again beautifully cultivated, now low
pines, now fine wood land, there poor
dilapidated house. there one fit for king,
all strongly reminded me of home. Wood
en- houses are strangers to me, and any
thing SO closely resembling them as do
these carried me back to scenes of old /;
but on leaving the railway for an all-night
ride, by diligence or coach, then if not
before, was | carried home; not that the
conversation of the people, the route or
any thing else, was familiar, but such a
grouping of scenes SO similar, could not
but remind me of home, and / could not
have been more agreeably surprised than
to, by some turn in the road, some slight
ledgerdemain, found myself in Johnson,
Lamoille Co., Vermont Houses built Of
wood, pine forests, plowing with oxen,
healthy, vigorous people, ruddy-cheeked
children, house windows decked with
flower pots, roads winding by streams,
now up the slight incline, now down, now
through tie wood, now across the plain,
now fast. now slow; all seemed to make
me think of home and its familiar scenes.
After supper about i o'clock, being
alone and darkness having shut out the
world from my view, snugly wrapped my
self in warm rugs and blankets, and get
ting we'll located, got SO very comfortably
to rest that troubled no one, and they
returned the compliment till o'clock, 2.
NJ, this day, then taking the rail for "a