Through Scandinavia to Moscow

mark Across t

nmark, Augu

he steamer for Denmark. We were delayed a couple of hours in the dingy, dirty London station by reason of a

, and I quickly had her comfortably ensconced in a seat by a window with bags and shawls pyramided by her side the better to hold a place for me. Meantime, I hurried to a truck where stood awaiting me a well-tipped porter and together we safely stowed t

e to attempt a conversation. These comrades, however, soon dropped out at the way-stations, until only one lone man was left, when I took heart and made bold to accost him. I found him very civil and, recognizing me to be a foreign visitor,

nd two little lads to keep," and so far he has had "no luck in finding work." There are thousands of others in as bad a fix as he, he says, returned patriots who are starving for lack of work. He denounced the entire Boer-smashing business most savagely and declared that as for South Africa, he "would not take the whole of it for a gift." We hear this

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s rode at anchor, their danger lights faintly gleaming. I wondered we did not run down and crush them, but the pilot seemed to apprehend the presence of another boat even before the smallest ray of light shone through the fog. One or two great ships we came shockingly close upon. At least, I was jarred more than once when their huge black hulks and reaching masts suddenly grew up before me out of the dead white curtain of the mists. The estuary which leads from Harwich to the sea is long and tortuous. Only a pilot who has been born upon it, and from b

l. The rising wind soughed softly through the ri

gray air was the feel of a storm in the offing. Toward dark, about eight o'clock, a misty rain settled down upon us, and the rising wind began swashing the dripping waters along the decks. Toward half past nine we descried a dim glimmer in the east,-a beacon light flickering through the night,-and then another with different intervals of flash, a mile or two out upon the left, and then our ears caught the deep bellow of a fog h

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would leave at midnight, an eight-hou

our wide-berthed stateroom and take a train at eleven o'

and an all-rail ride through Holland and Germany, crossing the channel to Ostend, Dieppe, or the Hook. Only the few voyage across the North Sea with its frequent storms-the few who, like ourselves, are good sailors an

latter difficult for an American larynx to make. And yet so similar is this mother tongue of Scandinavia to the modern English,

re smoking, and drinking beer and a white brandy. The women were often sitting in the smoking room with them, enjoying, I presume, the perfume of tobacco, as

on the diet of roast beef, boiled mutton, boiled ham, boiled potatoes, and boiled peas steep

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