ˌaʊɾəv ðə lˈæst θˈɜːɾi jˈɪɹz ʌv hɪz lˈaɪf wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd ˈeɪthˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti fˈoːɹ nˈaɪntiːnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈoːɹ, sˈaʊɚwˌiːn spˈɛnt ɪlˈɛvən ɪn nˈoːɹweɪ — mˈoʊstli ɪn dˈɑːvɚ, wˌɪtʃ hiː kˈæɹɪktɚɹˌaɪzd æz “maɪ wˈɪntɚ sˌænɐtˈoːɹiəm ænd lˈæbɹətˌɔːɹi ʌv mˈɛntəl ɪfjˈuːʒənz”, bˌʌt hiː ˈɔːlsoʊ stˈeɪd ɪŋkɹˈiːsɪŋli ɪnðə kˈæpɪɾəl kɹˌɪstɪˈeɪniə ˈɑːsloʊ.
Out of the last thirty years of his life (1874–1904), Sauerwein spent 11 in Norway — mostly in Dovre, which he characterized as “my winter sanatorium and laboratory of mental effusions”, but he also stayed increasingly in the capital Christiania (Oslo).