Identifier: argosythe47wood (find matches)
Title: The Argosy
Year: 1865 (1860s)
Authors: Wood, Henry, Mrs., 1814-1887 Wood, Charles W. (Charles William), b. 1850?
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Publisher: London (etc.) R. Bentley (etc.)
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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s ifshe had lately seen a ghost. Her gown hung over the back of achair, and when we entered she calmly proceeded to put it on, andthen threw a small grey shawl over her shoulders. Her cheeks didnot blush, though ours did. The coffee was for her own delectationand that of sundry helpmates; but she was as obliging as she wascollected, and was ready to supply us with an unlimited quantity of A Night Excursion. 55 coffee, bread and butter, and boiled eggs. To these we did suchjustice that before we had finished breakfast she had lost a little ofher calmness. The depths of emotion had been stirred withinher. The view from the windows of this kitchen was wonderful andglorious. It is one of the great views of Norway, or of any land.Far down was a sleeping valley. Two lakes, one below the other,lay stretched before us. On these the sun was now glowing andflashing. Hills rose on all sides clothed with their eternal pine forests.In one part alone there was a break in the chain which appeared to
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An Interior in Thelemarken. lead out into the world. The pale sky beyond the break mighthave been mistaken for a sleeping ocean, it was so dreamy and un-defined. Here upon the height we seemed to tower above theworld, and to command it. After a sufficiently long rest we bade the people of the inn fare-well and once more set out on our way. They had now roused upto animation and the proprieties of life, and came out in a body tosee us depart. It was still early, but the morning was now in per-fection. The mists had cleared, and there was at once a warmthand a freshness in the bright, crisp atmosphere. From the height ofBolkesjo we looked around upon endless pine forests, warmed intohfe by the sunshine. All that is sad and gloomy had disappearedunder the influence. 56 A Night Excursion, Soon after leaving the inn, we commenced descending into thevalley. There on our left was the quaint little house I had visitedon a former occasion, and in the doorway was the same old manready to welcom

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