The principal arm of the river is divided at the point of decline into two equal falls by a little island of rock.

A long narrow suspension-bridge leads to this island, and hangs over the fall; but it is such a weak, frail construction, that one person only can cross it at a time.

The owner of this dangerous path keeps it private, and imposes a toll of about 3.5d.on all passengers.
A peculiar sensation oppresses the traveller crossing the slender path.
He sees the stream tearing onwards, breaking itself on the projecting rock, and fall surging into the abyss; he sees the boiling waves beneath, and feels the bridge vibrate at every footstep, and timidly hastens to reach the island, not taking breath to look around until he has found footing; on the firm island.

A solid rock projects a little over the fall, and affords him a safe position, whence he sees not only the two falls on either side, but also several others formed above and below his point of view.

The scene is so enchanting, that it is difficult to tear oneself away.
Beyond Trollhatta the river expands almost to a lake, and is separated into many arms by the numerous islands.