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several large restaurants ancl finally the central railway station. Particularly typical of Copenhagen is the enorm- ous cijcle traffic, the like of which is seen in no other city in the world. The level streets are also highly favourable for this light means of trans- portation, and it may be said to be availed of by practically all Gopenliageners in all ages and of both sexes irrespective of their class or station. Of

Styr glimter i Solen, naar de jager afsted langs Kørebanen. Det er som Sildeglimt, og Cyklisterne selv er som Stimer af vævre Smaafisk, der smutter ud og ind mellem Automobiler og Sporvogne i Ga­ dens Strøm. Men alt dette hører Dagens senere Timer til. I denne blanke Morgenstund fængsles Blikket mere af Duernes Vrimmel mellem Raadhusfløjens Mur­ tinder, deres Mylder i Raadhushavens Gange eller

Ny Carlsberg Glyptothek.

I Gopenhagen’s 725,000 inhabitants it may safely be said that at least 400,000 use a cycle, thougli, of course, not every day and in all seasons. A particularly interesting impression of this spe­ cial feature of Copenhagen traffic is best obtained on a spring or summer afternoon at 5 o’clock either in Frederiksborggade (the street cønnecting the old part of the town around Kobmagergade and the large proletariat suburb Norrebro) or in Vesterbro­ gade opposite the central railway station and Tivoli, but perhaps best of all in Raadhuspladsen itself. The thousands of Gopenliageners, the weaker sex being by no means in the minority, come cycling from their offices and places of business in serried columns. The shining handle-bars glisten in the

deres Flugt, naar de kredser i Flokke ind over Industriforeningen og Tivoli, Glypoteket og Dantes Plads, hvor Byen l\oms Gave til København, en antik Marmorsøjle, staar smukt mod Boulevardens Træer, bærende »Poesiens Genius« højt mod det tindrende Blaa. Solen spiller i den forgyldte Kugle paa Palads­ hotellets slanke Taarn til den modsatte Side, men selve Facaden med de mange opslaaede Markiser og Pladsen foran med Lurblæsersøjlen ligger i Skygge. Fortovskaféen blunder mennesketom u n ­ der Laurbærtræerne. »Muslingeskallen« foran Raadhuset ligger kølig og blank efter Morgenvan­ dingen — som en aaben, nyvasket Forstue til Byens Hus, paa hvis Trappe Arbejderorganisa-

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