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The Floral King. 47
the wife mended clothes, the children ran slovenly
about on the hill-side; everyone has his own dog,
small kind, long furred. The food was put into a
large wooden bowl, we eat with our fingers, no
bread, the fish was partly sun-dried. My country-
man, my former companion, bade farewell; with
the Lapp I could not speak a word. I looked into
the boat. Grass was beginning to appear by the
strand the same kind as here. I was assisted forth-
with by five Lapps more than twenty-five miles
(160 English) Luxela began to overflow more and
more, so that it was impossible to advance further.
We repaired to another river which coursed less
rapidly. I came with my Lapp to a morass, one
‘ fjardingsvig,’ which we should pass. We waded
in the water up to our waists; ice was laying under.
He saw a tree, which he cut down and laid across
a brook, standing on the one end, that I thus got
across with my little gun on my shoulder, which I
always carried with me, but we did not meet with
our Laplander. We had to cross still another
morass; I was wet and hungry. He struck a fire
and I lay down, he left me to look for the Lapp;
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