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    Ch. 20 - Fahlun - Page 2

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    motion.

    We stood before an immense gulf, called "Stora Stöten," (the great
    mine). It had formerly three entrances, but they fell in and now there
    is but one. This immense sunken gulf now appears like a vast valley:
    the many openings below, to the shafts of the mine, look, from above,
    like the sand-martin's dark nest-holes in the declivities of the
    shore: there were a few wooden huts down there. Some strangers in
    miners' dresses, with their guide, each carrying a lighted fir-torch,
    appeared at the bottom, and disappeared again in one of the dark
    holes. From within the dark wooden houses, in which great water-wheels
    turned, issued some of the workmen. They came from the dizzying
    gulf--from narrow, deep wells: they stood in their wooden shoes two
    and two, on the edge of the tun which, attached to heavy chains, is
    hoisted up, singing and swinging the tun on all sides: they came up
    merry enough. Habit makes one daring.

    They told us that, during the passage upwards, it often happened that
    one or another, from pure wantonness, stepped quite out of the tun,
    and sat himself between the loose stones on the projecting piece of
    rock, whilst they fired and blasted the rock below so that it shook
    again, and the stones about him thundered down. Should one expostulate
    with him on his fool-hardiness, he would answer with the usual
    witticism here: "I have never before killed myself."

    One descends into some of the shafts by a sort of machinery, which
    looks as if they had placed two iron ladders against each other, each
    having a rocking movement, so that by treading on the ascending-step
    on the one side and then on the other, which goes upwards, one
    gradually ascends, and by going on the downward sinking-step one gets
    by degrees to the bottom. They said it was very easy, only one must
    step boldly, so that the foot should not come between and get crushed;
    and then one must remember that there is no railing or balustrade
    here, and directly outside these stairs there is the deep abyss into
    which one may fall headlong. The deepest shaft has a perpendicular
    depth of more than a hundred and ninety fathoms, but for this there is
    no danger, they say, only one must not be dizzy, nor get alarmed. One

    of the workmen, who had come up, descended with a lighted pine-branch
    as a torch: the flame illumined the dark rocky wall, and by degrees
    became only a faint streak of light which soon vanished.

    We were told that a few days before, five or six schoolboys had
    unobserved stolen in here, and amused themselves by going from step to
    step on these machine-like rocking stairs, in pitchy darkness, but at
    last they knew not rightly which way to go, up or down, and had then
    begun to shout and
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