Letters to the young from the Old World : $b Notes of travelMiller, D. L., Mrs.
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Letters to the young from the Old World : $b Notes of travel
Miller, D. L., Mrs.
Europe -- Description and travel; Middle East -- Description and travel
The sailors were busily engaged in storing away the cargo, and there was
every indication that in a few hours she would steam out of port. Upon
inquiry we found that steamers had quit running to that far northern
point; the season being over, there would be no more chance for us that
year. That information was quite disappointing, for we had looked forward
with a great deal of pleasure to the time when we should look upon the
bright sun shining at midnight. The fault seemed to be our own, for we
had not started north soon enough. We concluded to go as far as the
steamer went, rather than turn back; so the tickets were purchased and a
stateroom procured on board the steamer Kong Halfdan.
The name seemed odd indeed, and you cannot imagine how very small the
ship did seem compared to the monsters on the Atlantic. I did wish it
were larger, though; but since it was not in my power to change its
size I just tried to appear unconcerned, and that wasn’t a very easy
task. This vessel belonged to the government, and in the season she made
regular trips between Throndhjem and North Cape. As the steamer was not
to leave her pier for an hour or more, we decided to walk around the city
and thus escape the noise and confusion of loading, which was in full
operation all around. Walking seemed to be a tiresome piece of work that
morning, and we were glad to return and take a seat upon deck, where we
remained until sailing time.
The day was cloudy, with a stiff sea breeze blowing and we concluded a
good shaking up was in store for us; perhaps a spell of seasickness in
the bargain. The captain said, “Nobody ever gets seasick on the fjords of
Norway”; but I decided to wait and see. The water in the bay was rough,
and the ship inclined to roll a little, so the outlook did not seem very
flattering.
The time for sailing came, and at twelve o’clock, noon, the anchor was
drawn up, and quickly we left the pier. I sat on deck but a short time,
for the rocking motion of the ship gave my stomach an unsettled feeling;
so, as soon as possible, I withdrew to my stateroom, and in a short
time thereafter my head was upon a pillow, where the sight of water was
entirely shut off.
After having gone a few miles, we were agreeably surprised at finding
a calm, beautiful sea. The clouds passed away, and the sun in all its
splendor shone down upon us, and each day, from that time on, the sun
cheered our way. We were out for a twelve days’ cruise along the rocky
coast of Norway, and you can imagine it was pleasing to have fine weather
and a smooth sea.
There were not many first cabin passengers on board the Kong Halfdan,
and it so happened that I was the only lady; but that which disturbed me
the most was to know that among them all we were the only two who were
English-speaking. The captain, who was a very nice man and extremely kind
to us, talked English quite well, so every once in a while we held a
conversation with him.
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