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Mayor of Tonsberg. He speaks English intelligibly,
and, having a sound understanding, I was sorry that
his numerous occupations prevented my gaining as
much information from him as I could have drawn
forth had we frequently conversed. The people of the
town, as far as I had an opportunity of knowing their
sentiments, are extremely well satisfied with his manner
of discharging his office. He has a degree of
information and good sense which excites respect, whilst a
cheerfulness, almost amounting to gaiety, enables him
to reconcile differences and keep his neighbours in
good humour. "I lost my horse," said a woman to
me, "but ever since, when I want to send to the mill,
or go out, the Mayor lends me one. He scolds if I do
not come for it."
A criminal was branded, during my stay here, for
the third offence; but the relief he received made him
declare that the judge was one of the best men in the
world.
I sent this wretch a trifle, at different times, to take
with him into slavery. As it was more than he
expected, he wished very much to see me, and this wish
brought to my remembrance an anecdote I heard when
I was in Lisbon.
A wretch who had been imprisoned several years,
during which period lamps had been put up, was at
last condemned to a cruel death, yet, in his way to
execution, he only wished for one night’s respite to see
the city lighted.
Having dined in company at the mayor’s I was
invited with his family to spend the day at one of the
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