A summer in northern lands; the journal of a trip to Scandinavia . t happened. Grabbing me by the hairof my head so there was no escape, heturned on the water, which came with a rushfrom the bottom of the basin and hit mefull in the face. It was ice cold and the ef-fect was so startling that I nearly chokedfrom the water I swallowed and never knewhow the soap was removed from my locks;but, on recovering my composure, found ithad been accomplished, much to the amuse-ment of the barber and his barbarian com-panions, whose uproarious peals of laughterstill could be heard even after I had slammedt
A summer in northern lands; the journal of a trip to Scandinavia . t happened. Grabbing me by the hairof my head so there was no escape, heturned on the water, which came with a rushfrom the bottom of the basin and hit mefull in the face. It was ice cold and the ef-fect was so startling that I nearly chokedfrom the water I swallowed and never knewhow the soap was removed from my locks;but, on recovering my composure, found ithad been accomplished, much to the amuse-ment of the barber and his barbarian com-panions, whose uproarious peals of laughterstill could be heard even after I had slammedthe door of the shop on making my , thank Heaven that they are more civi-lized than they were nine hundred years the less, of all the people in Europe,that I have seen, the of Trond-hjem, somehow, seemed the most like Ameri-cans. The men are tall, broad shouldered,with grave faces; their noses generally aqui-line and their eyes and hair usually brown,blonds being the exception. While not givento mirth they seem to be extremely kind. Trondhjems Wharves A SUMMER IN NORTHERN LANDS 73 and you hear little quarreling or noise. Asto the women, well, I was constantly mistak-ing the younger ones for American see many oval shaped faces with smallfeatures, low foreheads, straight noses, andfrank brown or gray eyes, set far apart be-neath but slightly arched eyebrows; such aface as is often seen in Dublin or among thePuritan stock of New England. The samekind of a face artists love to give to Pris-cilla Mullen, when they paint a picture inwhich she appears. Can it be the typicalface of women of the Norman Race, or isit a general type that is common to manynations ? Thursday, August eight oclock this morning we took thesteamer for Christianssund on our way toMolde. The steamer is small but the dinneraboard was quite as good as on the largeboats. For dessert we had delicious straw-berries, all we could eat, and they broughtin big pitchers of rich
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