Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-08-14

thick coats of tar. 1t is built in the ragoda
style, and inside are heavy iron rstters and
columns and pillars in confusion.
As we entered we almost felt ourselves
back in the centuries when the inhabitants
were Pagans and offered up human sacr-
fees to their terrible god, Thor, within these
very walls. We had in our party a cele-
brated Irish physician, Dr.. Atkinson, dis
tinguished not only in his own country, but
in this as we'll Fortunately for us
physics was not his only forte; he was
times, and pointed out to US the marks in
the building that the worshipers of Thor
had LETT and later, signs when the Chris
tianizing influence had taken its place.
And We saw how, on the very spot where
the horrors of human sacrifice had been
known, an altar had been erected to the
peaceful gospel of Christ Ali about
on the wooden walls we're carvings and
pictures representing their idea of Christ
and the apostles. Our party, who had en-
tered full of hilarity, grew silent with
certain sense of awe as we seemed to look
down the vista of these far-off centuries,
and saw their signs through the medium of
this old building. One of the gentlemen, a
vicar holding an important living in Eng
land, and who had really been the humorist
of the party, surprised us all bv suddenly
dropping on his knees, making the
sign of the cross and bowling
reverently before the picture over the
altar representing Jesus, with Peter and
John ON either side.
They Sell Their Fish Alive.
As we drove back we passed the fish
market. In immense tanks of salt water
the fish are kept alive and sold; they are
also sold from the boats of the men who
just arrive after several days fishing.
Women, dressed in the pretty peasant cos
tune, moved in and out making purchases.
and walked up the street laden with fish,
salmon and cod predominating The cod
looked very curious held BY the head.
trailing half their length in the street.
Just before IL o'clock, still daylight, we
found ourselves on the highest terrace, the
weird music filtering its way up to us,
when suddenly from the mountains ali
about there flashed out great bonfires, and
at the same time, in every direction, fire.
works cleaned on the scene. $40 surprise
midsummer" we were told.
Having spent, while in London,
just before coming TO Norway,
several days in investigating a
part of East London, with its awful
degradation, where almost every second
place was a ginshop, and where, on every
hand, were bloated faces, misery and rags,
naturally looked about for something of
the same kind, though perhaps in lesser
degree, but tailed to find anything of the
Kind.
Where are the miserably poor" asked,
'fand the drunkards?"
There are none," was told. Twenty
or thirty years ago Norway was cursed with
drunkenness. 1t has almost entirely
ceased" And then 1 learned that while
America and Great Britain were struggling
all these years 10 throw off the burden en-
tailed by the sale of intoxicating drink,
Norway mad found and put in practice
way out of it for herself America cannot
give up loss of revenue to her Treasury
gained by traffic that fills her land with q
race OF drunkards 1 was convinced upon
making investigations that Norwegians of
all parties and denominations are perfectly
satisfied it is real gain. j. A. HALL.