The Birmingham age-herald., 1912-11-03

and turned out and in with many tortuous windinss til it's motion resenlhled the writhings of a serpent of the sea. But oh what vision greeted our astounded eyes when we found ourselves in that diminutive cove. The waters of the fa- nous Blue Grotto" at Capri are not more cerulean in hue, nor are the gllster dimpled waves of Como more sky tinted than the sheen of the Troll ford Never did the silver surface of a Roman ma irons mirror present more intense re fection and am sure it never reflected greater beauty than that which may be caught upon the limpid glacial stretch of that tiny bit of water Upon every side but the one eleven by it's sentrancs sheer walls of living rock rise thousands of feet perpendicuarly until their heaven piercing pinaces, tipped with perpetual snow, glow gorgeously incandescent un- der the intense and dazzling rays of a sun that knows no setting.
 Down it's chromatic walls come tinkiins the slender cascades, their dainty threads companioned with lifting and a lullaby as though each scintillating warp bora a throbbing lute string in it's falling, and athwart each escarpment of rock and stony battlement may be heard the music of the wild winds that alternate with a paean of joy or threnody of sadness that thrills rends the heart of man as he harlSens to the great Tyre of natures fashioning while over all there comes swinging down the sky the great flood Of light which bathes rock and stone and water with an effulgency that is positively binding. Nor must I neglect to pay my tribute to the Troll Finder (witches pin- acles). that strange stretch of peaks and grotesque points that for miles presents the most sublime scenery that all Nor way has to offer They crown a noun tatr, xsvi,i iOh ao,,l~c Dor al rafl of incomparable beauty and the most fa- nous vale of the land. Down it's center dashes the foaning Rauma, hurrying in it's mad journey to the sea and Moraine. glacier Hume and gorge are encountered SO frequently and so indiscrimnately as b suggest a wild tilting ground or cruds- arena of a race of mighty giants. Sofne- times the Troll Finder bears semblanee to row of fantastic chimneys constrEct- ed by the hand of some demiurge, again they seem as grotesque cupalos fashioned by deity in q humorous mood; then again they suggest the pointed palisade that shuts out from the gaze of mortals ths glories of paradise which it encompasses. and still again the trysting seat of the trolls whose names they bear.
 Ragged, jagged. rugged and towering as they are one grows dizzy in their con- templation: pointed, piercing, pinnacled, they constitute a panoply of nature in- vulnerable alike to demon or god.
 Unless the sun Is directly in the zenith most weird are the shadows cast by the convoluted contour of the Troll Tinder. Shapes lose all conformity, outlines defy recognition and in the dim, dreamy, all most religious light of the softly darkened vale men and beasts move in an environ ment mysterious, marvellous and mystf- lying. He who has viewed the Troll Tin der has seen natures widest. most won derful and most awe inspiring productions of her handicraft.
 In the moon light the panorama is ono of indescribable beauty and aethereai glory. aMTi
 No wonder then when I regard those balconies of the American Trust and Sav- ings bank building. I recall the trans cendent charms of far off Norway; no wonder they set me to dreaming and no wonder that in that dreaming as I con template them I see the trysting place of the tiny troll, the poppy studded play ground of an American fay or an Ala bama fairy.