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good, but the driver young and not very skilful, so he managed to drop me off the sledge just as we entered the [[Severry?]] village.
The road was not so wet as formerly so the drive was [[near?]] comfortable for man than for beast. 
As suspected there was no fog on the north side, though it was cloudy and rather dark.
Kranaja Riba were pushing their way up the little streams and hundreds upon hundreds were l[[strikethrough]] a [[/strikethrough]]ying dead already [[insertion]] along [[/insertion]] the entire way. Took a couple of photos which ought to show it well, though I 
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