Sundt gives "but" in his extensive vocabulary of the Norwegian Romany. One author (Dr. Bath C. Smart) gives "booty" and "boot," and also "kissy." Our own gipsies give "koosee" as the Romany for "much." At page 25 of his work,* M. Baudrimont says: "The gipsies have without doubt forgotten the numerals, for the women I questioned, only knew two." Mr. F. Michel gives five; Mr. Balby gives ten. Baudrimont has collected 245 Romany words, which, with those taken from the vocabulary of Mr. F. Michel, increase the number to 352. We notice some repetition of words in his vocabulary, which reduces the actual number.‡ Our gipsies seemed to interest Presten Sundt. Noah and Zacharia were not so dark, as he expected to see them; Esmeralda seemed quite equal to the standard of gipsy type. Their ages, and a variety of questions, were asked in a very short time. Presten Sundt is a man of much energy, and rapidity of manner, and he was conversant with the English language. We were sorry Presten Sundt had not an opportunity of seeing our tents; they were the same kind as those used by the gipsies who travel England. Esmeralda and Zacharia took their places in the second-class compartment, of the same carriage in which we travelled. Noah went in the same van with the donkeys. Presten Sundt and his son, Mr. Bennett, Mr. T., the * Vocabulaire de la Langue des Bohémiens habitant les Pays Basques Français. Author of "Le Pays Basque, sa Population, sa Langue, ses Mœurs, sa Littérature, et sa Musique." Presten Sundt gives the following numerals in Norwegian gipsy :"Jikk," one; "dy," two: "trin," three; "schtar," four; "pansch," five ; "sink," six; "schuh," oftener "sytt," seven; "okto," eight; "engja," oftener "nin," nine; "tin," ten. DEPARTURE FROM CHRISTIANIA. 63 invalid barrister, and our active cicerone sent by the Chevalier, were assembled on the platform, and wished us bon voyage, as the train moved out of the station. Was not one wanting? He may have missed his road. He was not there-the Birmingham bagman had been left behind. A NORWEGIAN CHAPTER VIII. "The moss your couch, the oak your canopy; -- THE GIPSIES:-Dean Stanley's Prize Poem. OFFICER NORWEGIAN EMIGRATION EIDSVOLD-THE SKYDSKIFTET-QUIET RETREAT-HAPPY HOURS-BAIERSK ÖL-ESMERALDA'S TOILETTE-THE TRANSFORMATION-CURIOUS ADDRESS-NEW ACQUAINTANCE-NOAH'S ENGAGEMENT-NOAH'S CONQUEST AN UN GRATEFUL VISITOR-A RELUCTANT PARTING. Two or three other passengers were seated in our firstclass compartment. The accommodation was very comfortable. In the carriage, above our seat, there was a small tap, and drinking-glass, for the supply of deliciously clear, pure iced water, for the convenience of the thirsty passenger. It was after five o'clock when we left Christiania. We had about fifty-two miles to travel that evening. Our attention was divided, between conversation, with one of our fellow-passengers-a military Norwegian officer-the contemplation of the country through which we passed, and the thoughts of what sort of place, we should have to camp in that night. The Norwegian officer was an interesting companion, the paysage, we passed through, was picturesque, but the idea of our future camp, occu NORWEGIAN EMIGRATION. 65 pied most of our thoughts. We must say, they were very misty and uncertain. Our fellow-traveller continued with us longer than any of the other passengers. He had been in England some time, and was, we believe, an inspector of the Artillery, possessing a perfect knowledge of the English language. He told us that the trees in the forests were often cut down to such an extent, as to be very detrimental to the climate and shelter required in a cold country. Great numbers of the inhabitants were now emigrating to America. Many sold their farms very cheap, in order to leave the country. The train stopped once for refreshment, at a large wooden station, and we had an opportunity of seeing our gipsies. We passed through the largest plain in Norway. When we had nearly arrived at Eidsvold, our fellow-traveller left to visit the artillery practice-ground. We were then left to muse over our coming adventures. The train stopped at last on the side of a large platform. We were now close to the Mjösen Lake, and had reached the terminus of the Christiania and Eidsvold railway. Descending to the platform, we found that not a person spoke a word of English. With some little difficulty we got our luggage out, and the donkeys also, to the astonishment of a small group of people, including an old man in a white hat. Showers of rain had prevailed during the route, and we could not see any convenient camping-ground near the station. We walked up the platform, and down the platform, followed by our retinue of three gipsies. The old man in the white hat continued to watch over us: he followed us, hovered round us. We tried to converse, but made F nothing of it; we were unable to understand what he wanted. At length, seeing a telegraph-office, we sent a telegram to Mr. Bennett, relative to a coat, and books, we had left on board the Albion. Most of the small group of people departed after they had gazed a short time at the gipsies and donkeys. We could not see any outlet to our difficulty, or where we were to go for the night; our provisions were left behind, even if we could find a convenient camping-ground. At last the old man took a decided course, and, summoning courage, led off one of the donkeys, and the other two followed. With our usual reliance upon results, we let him have his own way, determined to follow whither he would. Some men, when they saw us moving off, fastened our baggage on a small rough hand-cart. In a few minutes, we were toiling up a steep, winding road, and lost sight of the railway-station. Then we shortly after arrived at a large, sloping, open space, shut in by trees and comfortable wooden buildings, which gave it an air of charming seclusion. The place was apparently a "skydskift," and here seemed to be our destination. The old man went direct across the open space, in front of the wooden house, to what appeared a stable, and then halted. The donkeys were minutely inspected by the people. They brought some hay and water for our animals, who, placed in the stable, must have been astonished at their sudden transition, through such various scenes. We were then conducted through what appeared to be the doorway of the "Guest Huus," into a passage, up some stairs, into another passage, and through an open doorway into a very comfortable room. This was a sittingroom, and also a bed-room, on the first floor. There |