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Updated: June 10, 2025


Rest thee between our extended wings: we fly up to Sulitelma, the island's eye, as the mountain is called; we fly from the vernal green valley, up over the snow-drifts, to the mountain's top, whence thou canst see the North Sea, on yonder side of Norway. Up to the deep, cold-running waters, where the midsummer sun does not set; where the rosy hue of eve is that of morn." That is the birds' song.

Never, indeed, had a heavier heart burdened the footsteps of the wayfarer, about to climb the slopes of Sulitelma. The Lure is a wooden trumpet, nearly five feet long, made of two hollow pieces of birch-wood, bound together, throughout the whole length, with slips of willow.

When they had been calling out a while: "This is Porsotjokko, this is Särjaktjokko, this is Sulitelma," and so on, the goslings became impatient again. "Akka, Akka, Akka!" they shrieked in heart-rending tones. "What's wrong?" said the leader-goose. "We haven't room in our heads for any more of those awful names!" shrieked the goslings.

Yet here he was on Sulitelma! When he and M. Kollsen and the ladies had dismounted, and were entering the house to breakfast, the gazers found leisure to observe the hindmost of the train of riders. It was Hund, with his feet tied under his horse, and the bridle held by a man on each side.

She should be called 'Sulitelma, which I believe means Cuthbert, what did you tell me it meant?" "Queen of Snows. Abbie, do lower your voice a trifle." He answered without even glancing at her, and she continued: "I wanted to see her last night in 'Medea, but Cuthbert had an opera engagement, and beside, little Maud had the croup "

The bishop observed that, often as he had wished to look abroad from Sulitelma, and to see with his own eyes what life at the seaters was like, he should have grown old without the desire being gratified, but for the design of the enemy upon him. It was all he could do to go the rounds of his diocese, from station to station below, without thinking of journeys of pleasure.

The Bishop of Tronyem over the ankles in the sodden, trodden pasture sticking in the mud of Sulitelma! The Bishop of Tronyem sleeping upon hay in the loft, and eating his dinner off a wooden platter! That would be the most wonderful sight that Norland ever saw." "Prepare, then, to see the Bishop of Tronyem drink his morning coffee out of a wooden bowl. Meantime, I must go and grind his coffee.

On a January night, a hundred years ago, there was great merriment in the house of a farmer who had fixed his abode within the arctic circle, in Nordland, not far from the foot of Sulitelma, the highest mountain in Norway.

It was well for him now that he was used to dangerous climbing, that he had had adventures on the slippery, cracked glaciers of Sulitelma, and that being on a height with precipices below, was no new situation to him. He climbed, trusting as little as possible to the ladder, setting his foot in preference on any projection of the rock, or any root of the smallest shrub.

Besides what everybody knows who lives in the rural districts of Norway, about Nipen, the spirit that is always so busy after everybody's affairs, about the Water-sprite, an acquaintance of every one who lives beside a river or lake, and about the Mountain-Demon, familiar to all who lived so near Sulitelma; besides these common spirits, the girls used to hear of a multitude of others from old Peder, the blind houseman, and from all the farm-people, down to Oddo, the herd-boy.

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