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Updated: May 5, 2025


When I awoke in the morning the Ragnild was rolling heavily; we were in the midst of an angry sea and of a great gale, and while I was dressing I was thrown from one side of my little stateroom to the other, and it was no fun. I came on deck, and as I looked at the big waves I said, "The wind and the waves are in their ugly mood."

This winter we have had nothing but a succession of gales or terrific squalls, and what is worse, blinding snowstorms, when we could not even see each other on deck." The Ragnild such was the name of our vessel was a staunch Norwegian brig that had weathered many a gale on the stormy coast of Norway and the Arctic Sea.

Soon they all were far ahead, and after they had landed I saw them running as fast as they could towards their homes. Evidently they were going to announce my arrival to the people who had remained at home. Here I parted with the Ragnild, which sailed to another fjord for more fish. When I had landed, and ascended the hill towards the settlement, I found myself in a Sea Lapp hamlet.

Leaving the fishing settlement, the Ragnild, which I had rejoined, sailed along the rugged and dreary shore of Finmarken, the most northern part of the continent of Europe, passing now and then a solitary fisherman's house, or a settlement hidden from sight, though the stranger would never dream that any human being lived in this land of rocks and desolation.

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