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Chap. XXXIV.
MARIAGER.
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CHAPTER XXXIV.
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The village of Mariager—Story of Sir Hem and Sir Sem — Poor
Mary’s well — A black stork — A Jutland plain — Sea of barrows —
Wicked Baroness of Lindenberg.
MARIAGER.
Sunday, 26th.—When I rose from my bed this
morning and gazed from the attic window on the scene
below, it seemed, had we searched all Denmark over,
we could not have selected a calmer, quieter spot to
pass our Sunday than the small village of Mariager.
Our inn is of the humblest description: whitewashed
walls, but cleanest of beds; a better breakfast, tea and
all, could not have been served us at the Clarendon,
on prettier porcelain or finer linen. The landlord
gathers us his finest roses to decorate our table, set out
in the village ball-room, an indispensable necessary in
these dance-loving lands.
How pretty, too, is the cloister church of Mariager
rising from among the trees, distinguished from her
village sisters by her high-arched lancet windows and
stately gable; she reminds me of some fair lady, who,
like La Yalliere, has retired secluded from the world,
to seek consolation and that peace which this world
affbrdeth not, in solitude, meditation, and prayer. She
is still grande, dame, even in her adversity. The people,
too, respect her, poverty-stricken though she be ; they
have planted and trailed a natural archway of limes,
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