National Geographic : 1940 Jan
THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE t'] THE PRIVATE LINES OF MR. AND Mt On the road to Skive in northern Jutland the stor telephone pole. For a while they were more or less nest was torn down time after time, but persistence storks usually nest on chimney tops, where they caus they are welcomed as birds of good omen. sor B0ggild of the University of Copen hagen, who counted a total of 179 layers, was the most extraordinary single discovery in the history of Danish geology. The volcanoes are thought to have been located along a line drawn through the waters of the Skagerrak and the Kattegat. From Skarrehage Molerworks I crossed Feggesund into a lonely, weary-looking country with fields that seemed to be little more than sand and heather. In a peat bog by the roadside a poorly dressed farmer, his wife, and his son were shaving off the 'a turf, cutting the peat S''. into bricks with sharp .. ^ knives and shovels, - and piling the bricks Sin the sun to dry. A RACECOURSE OF THE WINDS The few trees in this country, like those on the western plains of Jutland, are stubby, bushy things. A tall tree couldn't last long in this race course of winds. With a good blow atmyback,Imadea wide circle to the east, then turned down through bustling Aal borg, a city of white chalk pits and cement works, and on south ward over the wilder ness of Himmerland hills. Children,university students, and old farmers told me of the new bridge across the Lille Belt (Little Belt), connecting Jut land and the island of Fvn. Their enthu siasm was boundless. I saw small models of hotograph by Jonals Co. this bridge on man RS. STORK tels and tables all over Jutland. ks are homesteading a Now I finally saw up a tree because the won out. Although and passed over the e some inconvenience, bridge I had heard so much about. Al though in length it does not compare with Europe's longest bridge, the two-mile span linking the Danish islands of Sjelland and Falster, the Lille Belt bridge is a remarkable engineering feat, particularly in view of the depth of the water and the strength of the current in the strait. THICK SLICES OF HOSPITALITY After a day in Odense and in the Hans Christian Andersen Museum, I stopped an elderly man in the street and inquired the way to Faaborg on the southern coast.