A summer in northern lands; the journal of a trip to Scandinavia . ome down from the Svar-tisen, a vast snow field forty miles long andhalf as broad. It was fine to see the greatblue cracks in the white sea of ice and at oneplace there was a huge arch from underwhose blue depths rushed a foaming a number of people from the touriststeamer were scrambling up over the were a well-behaved crowd, very polite,if one might judge from the frequency withwhich we heard *merci and pardon, buttheir fine clothes and high-heeled shoes werebetter suited for Paris boulevards than forA
A summer in northern lands; the journal of a trip to Scandinavia . ome down from the Svar-tisen, a vast snow field forty miles long andhalf as broad. It was fine to see the greatblue cracks in the white sea of ice and at oneplace there was a huge arch from underwhose blue depths rushed a foaming a number of people from the touriststeamer were scrambling up over the were a well-behaved crowd, very polite,if one might judge from the frequency withwhich we heard *merci and pardon, buttheir fine clothes and high-heeled shoes werebetter suited for Paris boulevards than forArctic ice. A couple of natives had stretcheda rope up over the glacier, for the use ofwhich and a pair of ice irons to strap on yourshoes they charged half a krone. Raphaeltried the experiment of going up over theice to the first large crevasse, but, as thestrap to one of his irons broke and he hadno alpenstock to hold him up in his descent,he came down very gracefully on all rest of the family were satisfied bymerely stepping on the ice and back again. A SUMMER IN NORTHERN LANDS 49 to terra-firma. But, after all, the view ofthe glacier as seen from the ship, was thegrandest sight of the kind that I have everwitnessed. It was not alone the magnificentriver of ice that impressed one, but the vastfield beyond, showing above the clouds, withthe sunlight shining upon it, and away aboveall, a white, glittering dome, which wewatched from below in the twilight. Tuesday, July 22. On awaking this morning we found our-selves at Bodo, quite a town for the ArcticZone. It has over forty-seven hundred in-habitants, good stores, a nice-looking hotel,a large church, and several fine quays are of stone and a massive sea-wall protects the harbor. The midnightsun is seen here from May thirtieth tillJuly twelfth, and for the correspondingperiod in winter they have no sun at all, butat that time they use electricity to light thestreets. Luckily electricity is cheap here,owin
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