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Updated: May 15, 2025
I was full of enthusiasm, and longed to come face to face with the big brown bear of northern Europe. About three hours after, we stopped. All the people took counsel together and spoke in low voices. Then Mikel, pointing out to me a big cluster of trees, said, "Paulus, the bear is there."
An eager crowd was waiting for him, and when he appeared, they all shouted. "Here he is at last!" cried a voice, which he recognised as that of Mikel Grallon. "Three cheers for the King of the Conscripts!" Some bag-pipe players struck up a merry tune, but Rohan, with a wild face and stern eyes, pushed his way through the throng into his cottage.
And I'd have pictures hung on the wall of Mikel and Magdaline and them old fallen men castin' stuns at fallen wimmen and what the Lord said about it. And then to kinder encourage 'em and show 'em to what they might rise up to, if they repented and reformed, I would have pictures of some likely he angels flyin' round up in a purer air and "
Mikel whispered to me, "The bear sleeps under that hillock of snow." We surrounded the place, then on a sudden we shouted and made a terrific noise. Two or three of the men fired their guns, the dogs barked furiously. Then we saw the centre of the heap or hillock of snow tremble, as if some live creature were moving slowly under it. Then the snow moved a little quicker.
Towards midnight Mikel said: "Our reindeer are tired, we must rest; but we will not sleep more than three or four hours, for we must reach a station where we can procure fresh reindeer." We unharnessed our reindeer, and tied them with long ropes. When this was done we got into our bags and soon were fast asleep. At about three o'clock Mikel awoke me, saying, "Paulus, it is about time to go."
I have gained knowledge about the people and 'The Land of the Long Night." One of the Sea Lapps held my reindeer, and after I was seated another drew my bearskin round me, and made it secure with the cord belonging to my sleigh. When Mikel saw that I was ready he jumped into his sleigh and we started. "Good-bye, good-bye, Paulus!" shouted all the Lapps. "Good-bye, good-bye, dear Sea Lapps!"
After our breakfast that morning, Mikel said: "We must go and tell some of the folks who live in a little hamlet not far from here to come with us." "What do you call not far from here?" I asked. I had begun to know what "not far" meant with the Lapps. "Two hours' travel, or about fifteen miles," he replied. "I have friends there."
This bear knew that a big snowstorm was coming, and he was not mistaken, for that night snow fell very heavily and the storm lasted two days. "The Bear's Night will soon be over in this region," Mikel continued, "and at any moment this bear may awaken, break through the snow that is over him, and go away. Perhaps he is already gone.
"Oh, Mikel," I replied, "let me sleep one hour more, for I need more sleep. I want another snooze." "There is no time to be lost," he replied; "you will have a snooze later in the day." So I rubbed my eyes to get fully awake, and washed my face with snow, and felt ready for another start.
When I returned I saw that Mikel had prepared our supper. He had fetched some firewood he had in his sleigh, and a bright fire was burning under our coffee kettle. Reindeer meat, tongue, and reindeer cheese had been put on a wooden dish, and two tin cups were ready for the coffee to be poured into them. We seated ourselves cross-legged on the floor, and began our meal.
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