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rally accepted landmarks of ancient history, we
may deal with their testimony according to its
merits.
We pass many waterfalls, which in any other
country but Norway would be lions, but here they
become matters of course. The Muldals Foss is one
of the finest. Like the Yoring Foss, it pitches into
a deep rock-hole of its own digging, disappears,
and then foams out again from a chasm below.
We little expected to see anything so modern,
artificial, and mechanical as an overhead wire
railway hereabouts; but at “Vivian’s iron mines”
at Tafjord there was one in full operation,
bringing buckets of dark ore, which at the distance
appeared like ilmenite, from an open-face working
in the upper part of the mountain. This appears
to be a rich mineral district. We had on board
a Norwegian geologist, who was “ prospecting ”
with practical intent.
We finally reached Hellesylt, after a long day’s
excursion, not easily forgotten. From morning
till night we were winding through an
ever-changing series of lakes that may be compared
with that of Lucerne, but surpass it in all its own
especial elements of grandeur; with waterfalls,
Crusoe farms, and the fossil remains of the sea
serpent thrown into the bargain.
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