New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1878-09-21

that rite is very strict in Norway and the nstrue-
ton by the pastor lOng-eontinued and thoIougn'
They are as thoroughly nomadic as the ARABS.
Theirs is the Patriarchal life of the North. They
had driven down from the mountains herd OF rem
deer for our inspection, and we allwondered a! lheI
small size They seem 70 be to deer what ponies are
TO horses The antlers of some of them were lne,
but they were shedding their coats ana ther sklns
were shabby. They seemed shy and graceful, out
rather fitted for KTiss Kringles drive across snow
covered roofs in little sled Of toys, than ior tne
yeritable load and burden Of common life. thlnK
we left the Laps without regret ana presume QUIZ
departure was equally satisfactory TO them.
And now from Iromsoe are started direct ior
North Cape and the midnight SUM- Indeed at from
s6e we could have seen him but for the hills the
horizon, for he is visible at Tromsoe until July "a
and at the North Cape till the 31st. Up to HAM
merfest, which we made Wednesday afternoon the
scenery is fine and wild. with snOw-streaked noun
tains and fine fords but less fine and wild than the
scenery south of TrOms0e. Hammerfest is the most
northern town of Europe in latitude 7OO 49, LII Is
q small wooden town of about 1000 inhabitants
with good church and excellent schOolhouse. we
do no not stop long, for the captain will show US MS
Midnight Majesty off the North Cape, and SIX OF
seven hours are needed to bring us to the rock Who
looks out directly to the Pole; and at IL p. IN we
are gazing up at the stupendous cliff, which rises
almost sheer precipice of black rock, 900 feet out
of the Arctic Ocean. We gaze off toward the north
where the east and west meet In the simultaneous
rising and setting of the sun. But his Midnight
Majesty was coy. He shned, but he did not snow
We saw his glory, which he could not wholly moe
making. the cloud drapery which he drew about
him, beautiful by his presence, and laying Inc The
payement of the sea with fair cOiors Inc
glow deepened to the hour OF ms pause
on the horizon and heightened into the
morning light as he turned to mount
fine heavens refusing to take rest We saw the trail
inc of mis- garments but could not look upon the
BRIGHTNESS of his couutenance. And while we were
gazing at the continuous glory of the clouds, one
moment marked the death Of the old and the Dlrth
of the new day.
We were five days within the possibility OF seeing
the midnight sun, and did not see it, unless
glimpse of him at a. IN, might be so called But
it was not all disappointment. Hands cannot paint,
l doubt if colors can, the beauty of the serene
morning light as yesterday merges into tomorrow,
on some night "when the heavens are BARE" and
the atmosphere is clear and still. Bright as day.
the hours have a cool, pure charm of their own,
which transmits the prose of daylight into poetry.
Every night mountain, sea and sky are bathed in
crystalline clearness which is the suns light with
out the SUMS passion, and the heavens and earth
seem born anew, basking in celestial brightness,
from which the heat of the worlds steam has passed
away This land Ofthe north wind shows equally the
power of the atmosphere with Egypt and the East.
In is equally the Mount of the earths transhgura-
ton The majesty of its forms takes IN new and
strange beauty from its skies, and awakens the
sense sublime of something far more deeply inter
fusedn which teaches its impressive lesson ana re-
mains perpetual joy. o. Z. TIFFANY
IrOndhjem, July 20, 1878.