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SKETCHES. 2838
greedily he eats out of the paper bag which he has got
filled with berries. Which of the two is most to be envied?
Old-fashioned, silly question! Save us from an answer.
“ Storkyrkobrinken!” Book-sellers’ shops — book-sell-
ers’ shops — book-sellers’ shops!
“ Roasted pigeons do not fly into our mouths,” says an
old proverb. Oh! it is far better than that nowadays, my
dear Proverb! For what is needed now to imbibe knowl-
edge of all sorts? Only to open your mouth. Happy
times |
Along “Norrbro,” what a variety of professions and
faces! What a variety, what a stir there is around the old
palace, standing there in silent majesty, staring out of hun-
dreds of windows, like Argus-eyes, out over the waters and
the town, delighting the eye of the wanderer’with its grand
proportions. Amusing to see people go in and out of the ele-
gant shops in the Bazaar, buying costly stuffs, books, music,
“ Madaine Bishop,” “the Archbishop,” cigars, and Heaven
knows what all; pleasant to see people have plenty of
money! I shall not go there, to-day; I prefer looking at
the people outside. There a young and charming lady,
dressed in the height of fashion, in gauze and muslin, sails
past the steps on which a beggar-woman, scarcely covered
with rags, is sitting, chewing a mouldy crust of bread !
There — but here a young gentleman came across my
thoughts.
He came from the “ Helgeands-holm.” Handsome face,
but what traces of dissipation! His dark curls in wild dis-
order round his forehead, the disorder in his looks wilder
still; the hat too small for -his face, and much battered;
his clothes*torn! With hasty steps he sped along the
bridge, in the beautiful sunshine, through the motley crowd.
A young girl with rosy cheeks and dress stared at him,
and —laughed. ‘The silly one! A stout gentleman, with
a pompous appearance, looked at him also, and started.
Fancy a large, substantial, ruddy face, in which nose,
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