Identifier: travelsofnatural011905harv (find matches)
Title: Travels of a naturalist in northern Europe, Norway, 1871, Archangel, 1872, Petchora, 1875
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Harvie-Brown, J. A. (John Alexander), 1844-1916
Subjects: Birds -- Europe, Northern Europe, Northern -- Description and travel Valdres (Norway) -- Description and travel
Publisher: London, T. F. Unwin

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ning, a bit ofbread and cheese at Ostend, and a sandwich at Nervier,I was able to do ample justice to-night to cold meat, etc.,and a bottle of Hockheimer. March 4. On Thursday, the 4th of March, we left Cologne at7.5 a.m., and arrived at Hanover at 1.52 p.m. Here westayed a couple of hours, and dined with Dieckstahl athis house. So we had an opportunity of thanking Mrs.Dieckstahl for her kind assistance with letters to hercousin. Count Schouvaloff, and to her cousin at theRussian frontier, the chief of the custom house, M. dePisanko. All the country from near Ostend, as far as we havegone, is hard frozen, but there is little snow. We sawvarious parties skating on the overflowings of the riversand shallow rain ponds. At Berhn we drove to the Hotel Victoria, where,according to appointment, we met Dr. Peters, introducedto me by Dr. P. L. Sclater. He gave us a letter to M.Brandt, of St. Petersbourg. We dined, and left Berlinat 10.45 p.m. Up to Berlin the railway carriages were heated with
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HENRY SEEBOHM. PETCHORA 2ts charcoal pans, shoved underneath the seats, making theatmosphere most disagreeable and suffocating. AfterBerlin the heating was by hot-water pipes, which aremuch better, but not good either. To-night we had atemperature inside the carriage of -I- 15° Keaum., andoutside — 4° Eeaum. March 5. On Friday, the 5th of March, our journey still con-tinued. We found at Warlubien more snow ; and a sledgeat the station. The snow had evidently lain a long time.We crossed the Weichsel (Vistula) Eiver, which wasfrozen hard, with hummocky ice-heaps hurled in grandand wild confusion by some former sudden break-up ofthe frost, now again consolidated. Near Konigsberg the arm of the Baltic was one smoothsheet of snow-covered ice, and people were out upon it,fishing or skating, we could not tell which at the distance. At AVirballen—thanks to our powerful letters to thechief, M. de Pisanko, from the Russian Ambassador andfrom Madame Dieckstahl—we had no trouble with ourl

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