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(1859) [MARC] Author: W. Mattieu Williams
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THE MONGEFOSS.

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some element of grandeur or of beauty capable of
filling our souls with joy. There are those who tell us
that this world is but a festering heap of wickedness
and corruption; but the man who would fit himself for
the reception of a higher manifestation of his Creator’s
bounty in another world, must first train his soul to be
capable and worthy of fully enjoying the heavenly
elements of this.

The most abundant and characteristic waterfalls of
the Romsdal are those which come from an unknown
source somewhere, and pour over the grand rock on
the left. The finest of these is situated about half
way between the Flatmark and Horgheim stations : it
is called the Mongefoss. Looking up, with an effort
that strains the neck, to the frowning wall of rock, a
torrent is seen, pouring apparently out of the blue ether.
It bends smoothly over the topmost edge, as blue as the
ether itself, lustrous and crystalline with the light that
shines clear through it; then it is lost, having made a
first plunge of a hundred feet or so down into a boiling
cauldron, which it has pounded out of the rock by its
everlasting thumps; but again it reappears, shattered
to snowy fragments, and striking the rock once more,
spreads out and tears down a long, rugged slope, in
white fleeces of broken water. At every resisting ledge,
clouds of fine spray and mist are dashed forth; the
sunlight tinting them here and there with bands of the
glorious iris. Then a great ledge bars its path, and it
bounds upwards and forwards into the free air; and
thus bruised and battered to mere water-dust, so fine

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