Morning journal and courier., 1888-08-07

royal uniforms of kings and the bridal dress es of queens, inlaid tables, rich mosaics and | world of curios and bric-a- brac of incalcu- 1 liable value, the collections of many ages and
 regimes In the attractive gardens of the palace is statue to Hans Christian Ander- sen. The Museum of Northern Antiquities, the Ethnographical Museum, the Royal Pic- tuHe Gallery, the University Library are like wise objects well worth visiting. But the one great object of interest in which every Dane, however humble, takes pride is the museum exclusively devoted to the works of the great sculptor Thorwaldsen. Here in the quadrangular courtyard beneath g bed of ivy lie his remains, the spot unmarked save by 6 few feet of coping, yet exalted and immor- talized by his works, which look down upon his resting place from the building enclosing
 them, far more than by all the monuments that the hand of man could erect over them. Within the building are contained either the originals or casts of between six and seven hundred of his productions, statues, busts and bas reliefs, and it seems incredible that so much could have been produced by one man in an ordinary lifetime. The exterior of the building is frsscoed with scenes repre- senting the arrival of Thorwaldsen in Den. mark.
 Copenhagen abounds in attractive suburbs, among which none is more interesting than the picturesque Kronberg, reached after 8 three hours sail, It's three hundred and sixty
 
 year, towering aleft. Here it was that Shakespeare causes the ghost of the Danish
 king to pass the guards, and beyond, scarce
 ly mile distant, is shown the grave of Ham
 let.
 Another charming sail and we are back in Copenhagen; an evening at the Tivoli. very
 large garden, frequented by all the best peo- pie Of the town, wherein excellent concerts are given and all sorts of amusements abound; morning stroll about the city, a climb up the spiral staircase on the outside of the tall spire of "Our SaYior's church." 8
 parting glimpse at Copenhagen with it's ca nsls, it's forts, it's parks, gardens and spires;
 here right before us, and slowly, with all the lovely panorama engraven forever in our
 minds, we wander to the quay and take the
 steamer on our way to Christians. A two
 houra' sail on the Baltic and we are soon en-
 seonced in the finest equipped cars we have
 yet met with on the continent, and we are off. on our twenty-five hours' ride to Christi
 ania. All the country is attractive, though
 not much cultivated. Water ebounds and
 much of the time we are passing by rivers or
 fjords on either hand. We mark our pro-
 gress and time of day by the huge clocks
 which ornament the front of every station, and at last, about half past nine in the even
 ing, we halt for supper at Norsji (pronouneed Nesho.) Imagine if you can charming din- ing room, 8 large, oblong table, it's white cloth, flowers and candelabra, it's silver, it's piles of plates and 8 table loaded down with fried fish, duck, chicken, sweet bread, peas, caulidowers on silver platters, bowls of ber- ries, pitchers of cream, puddings in hand- some dishes, huge tea urn on one side of the table. and all arranged with artistic and appetiEing effect. Another smaller table with coffee, another supplied with chocolate, pickled fish and condiments wherewith to whet the appetite; smaller tables around the room whereat to sit and eat after one has helped himself, and you have & picture of what actually proved and continues to prove reality in this country.
 But 8 day and night, heeting trip through the town of Lund, ante-dating the Christian era, and we are back in Christianis, and then away for the North Cape, the northernmost point of mainland on this con- tinent, where now the daylight hath no end and the sun is never set. But more from there. The party are all we'll and yester- day we had the pleasure of meeting' at Christiania our fellow townsman, Charles L. Baldwin, who, with MT. E. NJ. John son, had just returned from the Cape. W. H. l..