The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-09-15

experiences in mountainous regions when we noticed that the face of one of our number was wreathed in re- miniscentiai smile. So familiar had We all become with each others moods that it was but q moment before placid wave of silence stole softly in upon the choppy surf of discursive chatter; and. settling ourselves com fortaIy in our various places, we lis tened to tho chronic travellers pleasant tale.
 More than @ casual glance would have been required to make sure wheth- CT he was an old young man or young old man, as he dismounted from his carriole and entered the common room of the little inn or station of Or meim, standing just above the pictur- esque vaermofos waterfall, near the head of the wild and wondrous Roms- dal, in Norway.
 His step was light enough and cer- tain eagerness in his manner suggested youthfulness. On the other hand, his shoulders were rounded, his chin ex- tended outward curiously and his hands and face had marked physical habit of unconscious proximity in moments of abstraction which betokened advanc- ing years.
 Though his clothing was of fine tex ture, 1t fitted him lily. His double-vis- ored traveling cap almost touched his nose before and his shoulders behind, which was unusually large and set up7 on a slender neck, the grotesque appear ance. in profile, of huge beak; while the half-obscured glasses upon his nose aided in intensifying the momentary seeming that his bright, deep-set eyes were those of very cunning bird.
 Added to these peculiarities was that of a face spare in flesh and strongly nodded. It was of 8 singular grayish tint, and without trace of moustache or beard. Even the scalp in front of and above his large, outstanding ears was bare and gray, and only few un- evenly trimmed strands of hair, of an ochreish-ashen color, floated tremu- lously above his wrinkled collar be- hind.
 He went straight to the dagbok, or daybook-that curious receptacle at all Norwegian posting stations of tourists names, complaints, flippant 'observa. tions and occasionally witty sayings wrote with jerky movement and, with out remark to landlord or servants, pumped himself into a chair, crossed one leg upon the other and his two upturned palms. and sat thus for a lit tie time nervously swinging his bony limb, while looking through the open the painless Midtfjeld which lies to the east of Ormeim.
 "Odd character that" whispered my companion, genial English literator, whose acquaintance I had made at Molde and with whom, though 1t was late in the season, I was 1eisureIy tray cling through Norway.
 We had formed a habit of studying passing tourists and endeavoring to place them in the social or professional category before their identity was re- vealed. Sometimes we added zest to the idle proceeding by trifling wager
 "What is he?" returned cautiously; "principal of a female seminary, an old bachelor broken loose from a personal ly conducted party of tourists, or a mis- CT astonfshed at finding him giving up a little of his hoard in travel?"
 Neither. I'll lay you twenty kroner even, he is some scientist wearing him. self to skin and bone over an undemon- strated theory"
 Done; If you'll name either his pro- fession or theory" ~ ..7. s.
 My friend made excuse to walk around the newcomer as if in the i'm patient exercise so common in the long waits for ponies and carts at these Norwegian, mountain stations, and af- ter regarding him closely returned with the quiet remark:
 "Geologist or glacial action crank, sure. Why, if that man could com mand the physical power to do so, he would have every mountain and field in Norway overturned and standing on its head for inspection before morn ing"
 sauntered to the day book and saw he had written in 1t simply the words,
 "Detrius Moraine." ....
 "Oh. yes, of course;;" insisted my friend when had announced this dis covery. Professor Detrius Moraine;' and if you had 1t all, and if you had it all, it would be Professor Detrius Mo- raine, F. R. A. S., F. c. S., F. R. G. S., etc., etc. Indeed you would find him a sort of an all around Fellow who be- longs to every association and society on earth for poking, proding and pene-. trating earth, sea and air for the se- crets of the immutable, and especially to wrangle with every other Fellow who has poked, prodded, penetrated and published before him."
 "All right" answered cheerily. "we'll get acquainted with him and worry him at supper"
 While was saying this, the professor squirmed around suddenly in his chair and began speaking fiuently in Nor wegian to the stocky and stolid her bergerer or innkeeper. "How far is 1t to the top of the Midt-