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26 TJie Ladies Edinburgh Magazine.
Captain. Where do you see these splendid Steamers ?
A. In the advertisements. But there is a line of Screw-
Steamers owned by—
Captain. Screws ! I know them ! Do they provide pro¬
visions ?
A. Yes; and you must buy them. But if you want to
eat, tahe your own. It is better to go by Leith, but there
is only a steamer thence once a fortnight. After all, what
matters it for two or three days ? Once on board a Norse
steamer, aU is changed. You have good food, good tea and
coffee, and kindly captains.
By Gudrun. How about inns ?
A. Well, I suppose the luxurious might call them poor,
and the delicate might think them rough; they are cheap.
Chair. Pray report further on Norway. Any more views ?
Fenella. For the delicate there is nothing like the Camp
cure. I was delicate, and it cured me. Go to the western
slope of the Rocky Mountains. Take a horse, get an Indian
and a Spanish passport. Eide all day by yourself: the country
is charming; you may explore it. At night choose a fine
tree; picket your horse close by, wrap yourself in a buffalo
robe, and go to sleep. The nights are cold—sometimes
frosty; but the air is so wholesome that you are probably
cured in a month.
Chair. And if not, are you killed ?
A. By Indians ? Well, just at present it may not be quite
so safe for a lady alone as when I was there, but that will
all blow over.
Chair. As it is not safe at present, we may postpone dis¬
cussing this Camp cure.
Gudrun. Iceland has many of these advantages without
the drawbacks. It is only a five or six days' voyage ; there
are no Indians, but delightful inhabitants, like the Norsemen,
only"better; capital fishing {murmur of disapprohation),—I
speak not to those finer spirits, who will still, however, have
to endure fishing, as well as cakes and ale. The air is a
regular elixir of life. The country is little explored; there
is constant riding ; no inns, which I think better than the bad
inns of Norway.
Chair. An admission from a Norwegian traveller.
Witness. No roads, which I prefer to railroads; all sorts
of curious things, such as wild geese, hayfields on house-tops,
volcanoes, green pointed shoes, boiling bogs, gold and silver
embroidery, underground grottoes lined with ice, etc.
Chair. You slept ?

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