There Was, In Fact, A Degree Of
Intelligence, And Still More Sensibility, In The Features And
Conversation Of One Of
The gentlemen, that made me regret the loss
of his society during the rest of the journey; for he was
Compelled
to travel post, by his desire to reach his estate before the arrival
of the French.
This was a comfortable inn, as were several others I stopped at; but
the heavy sandy roads were very fatiguing, after the fine ones we
had lately skimmed over both in Sweden and Denmark. The country
resembled the most open part of England - laid out for corn rather
than grazing. It was pleasant, yet there was little in the
prospects to awaken curiosity, by displaying the peculiar
characteristics of a new country, which had so frequently stole me
from myself in Norway. We often passed over large unenclosed
tracts, not graced with trees, or at least very sparingly enlivened
by them, and the half-formed roads seemed to demand the landmarks,
set up in the waste, to prevent the traveller from straying far out
of his way, and plodding through the wearisome sand.
The heaths were dreary, and had none of the wild charms of those of
Sweden and Norway to cheat time; neither the terrific rocks, nor
smiling herbage grateful to the sight and scented from afar, made us
forget their length. Still the country appeared much more populous,
and the towns, if not the farmhouses, were superior to those of
Norway.
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