Tent life with English Gipsies in Norway
CHAPTER XXXIX.
The gipsy signal--Our Australian meat--The fair poetess--Our friend from Eisbod ill--The Rye’s unwell--The Lehnsmœnd of Bang--The ferryman and son--We cross to Beina--Tatersprog--A kind family--Storsveen Station--Secluded valley--A tourist lels us--Esmeralda’s adventure--The peasant women’s song--Sorum Station--Tents pitched by a lagoon--Nœs--No horseboat--Impromptu horseboat--How we got across--A river