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(1859) [MARC] Author: W. Mattieu Williams
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A LUXURIOUS FLOWER-COUCH.

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The coffee and thick cream was brought, as usual, to
the bedside, and with it some wafer-cakes. Now,
knowing sufficient Norsk to make myself understood, I
had the coffee carried back, to be taken with breakfast.
I did not venture to ask for this until quite satisfied
that I had got up the requisite phrase with intelligible
pronunciation, lest I should be misunderstood, and the
coffee taken away altogether.

My next day’s walk was through a rich cultivated
valley, with snowy mountain peaks ahead. Murray
says that Sclineehoetten is visible here, but unless my
map and compass deceive me considerably, this must be
a mistake.

A little before reaching Ovne or Aune station, there
were some of the most magnificent banks of pansies I
ever beheld. Several patches of above a hundred
square yards were covered with an unbroken carpet of
these beautiful little flowers ; the variety, richness, and
harmony of their colours was most exquisite ; they
saturated the atmosphere far around with a delicious aroma,
which was almost intoxicating in its concentration when
I laid down upon them and slept for an hour or two;
the sunbeams poured upon me with a roasting heat, the
rooks were cawing above, and the river rumbling below;
though yesterday and this morning it was freezing, and
the snow patches were still visible in all the hollows of
the craggy rocks above. I dreamed of oriental vapour
baths, otto of roses, and beautiful princesses just
imported from the snowy Caucasus, and selling by auction
in Covent Garden Market at a few skillings per dozen.

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