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The Floral King. 55
‘Tt is an old custom to send anybody who won’t
turn to any good on board a craft, but I know a
better way, viz., send him who is very troublesome
up the Alps. Never would I have entered upon
such a journey—a way so full of innumerable and
evident death-gaps—if I could have foreseen it.
No. Cvrede mihi bene, qui bene latuit, bene vixit. At.
any rate, old St. Paul’s saying comes true, also as
regards me, ‘I have travelled far.’ I have already
journeyed for more than 300 miles (2,000 English) ;
yea, if I count all, nearer 400, since the last time
I had the honour to speak with you. I have seen
solemn inoccidum in the coldest winter. I have
felt so cold in the depth of winter that fingers and
face might have been frozen off, although the
summer was in view, where it was so hot that
turnips might have been broiled against the moun-
tains. I have been precipitated down mountains
half a fjdrdingsvdg (seven-eights of an English mile)
at one fall, and yet was saved. I have been down
hollows where the water had undermined the snow,
and they had to haul me up with ropes. I have
been a target for the Lapps on the Norwegian side,
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