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with trials； lured with pleasures； hesitating； doubting； questioning； its purpose at length grows more certain and fixed； the bell tolling becomes a prolonged undertone； the flow of a definite life； the music goes on； twining round it； now one sweet instrument and now many； in strife or accord； all the influences of earth and heaven and the base underworld meeting and warring over the aspiring soul； the struggle becomes more earnest； the undertone is louder and clearer； the accompaniment indicates striving； contesting passion； an agony of endeavor and resistance； until at length the steep and rocky way is passed； the world and self are conquered； and； in a burst of triumph from a full orchestra； the soul attains the serene summit。 But the rest is only for a moment。 Even in the highest places are temptations。 The sunshine fails； clouds roll up； growling of low； pedal thunder is heard； while sharp lightning…flashes soon break in clashing peals about the peaks。 This is the last Alpine storm and trial。 After it the sun bursts out again； the wide； sunny valleys are disclosed； and a sweet evening hymn floats through all the peaceful air。 We go out from the cool church into the busy streets of the white； gray town awed and comforted。
And such a ride afterwards！ It was as if the organ music still continued。 All the world knows the exquisite views southward from Freiburg； but such an atmosphere as we had does not overhang them many times in a season。 First the Moleross； and a range of mountains bathed in misty blue light；rugged peaks； scarred sides； white and tawny at once； rising into the clouds which hung large and soft in the blue； soon Mont Blanc； dim and aerial； in the south； the lovely valley of the River Sense； peasants walking with burdens on the white highway； the quiet and soft…tinted mountains beyond； towns perched on hills； with old castles and towers； the land rich with grass； grain； fruit； flowers； at Palezieux a magnificent view of the silver； purple； and blue mountains； with their chalky seams and gashed sides； near at hand； and at length； coming through a long tunnel； as if we had been shot out into the air above a country more surprising than any in dreams； the most wonderful sight burst upon us；the low…lying； deep…blue Lake Leman； and the gigantic mountains rising from its shores； and a sort of mist； translucent； suffused with sunlight； like the liquid of the golden wine the Steinberger poured into the vast basin。 We came upon it out of total darkness； without warning； and we seemed； from our great height； to be about to leap into the splendid gulf of tremulous light and color。
This Lake of Geneva is said to combine the robust mountain grandeur of Luzerne with all the softness of atmosphere of Lake Maggiore。 Surely； nothing could exceed the loveliness as we wound down the hillside； through the vineyards； to Lausanne； and farther on； near the foot of the lake； to Montreux； backed by precipitous but tree…clad hills； fronted by the lovely water； and the great mountains which run away south into Savoy； where Velan lifts up its snows。 Below us； round the curving bay； lies white Chillon； and at sunset we row down to it over the bewitched water； and wait under its grim walls till the failing light brings back the romance of castle and prisoner。 Our garcon had never heard of the prisoner； but he knew about the gendarmes who now occupy the castle。
OUR ENGLISH FRIENDS
Not the least of the traveler's pleasure in Switzerland is derived from the English people who overrun it： they seem to regard it as a kind of private park or preserve belonging to England； and they establish themselves at hotels； or on steamboats and diligences； with a certain air of ownership that is very pleasant。 I am not very fresh in my geology； but it is my impression that Switzerland was created especially for the English； about the year of the Magna Charta； or a little later。 The Germans who come here； and who don't care very much what they eat； or how they sleep； provided they do not have any fresh air in diningroom or bedroom； and provided； also； that the bread is a little sour； growl a good deal about the English； and declare that they have spoiled Switzerland。 The natives； too； who live off the English； seem to thoroughly hate them； so that one is often compelled； in self…defense； to proclaim his nationality； which is like running from Scylla upon Charybdis； for； while the American is more popular； it is believed that there is no bottom to his pocket。
There was a sprig of the Church of England on the steamboat on Lake Leman； who spread himself upon a center bench； and discoursed very instructively to his friends；a stout； fat…faced young man in a white cravat； whose voice was at once loud and melodious； and whom our manly Oxford student set down as a man who had just rubbed through the university； and got into a scanty living。
〃I met an American on the boat yesterday；〃 the oracle was saying to his friends； 〃who was really quite a pleasant fellow。 Heah really was； you know； quite a sensible man。 I asked him if they had anything like this in America； and he was obliged to say that they had n't anything like it in his country； they really had n't。 He was really quite a sensible fellow； said he was over here to do the European tour； as he called it。〃
Small； sympathetic laugh from the attentive； wiry； red…faced woman on the oracle's left； and also a chuckle； at the expense of the American； from the thin Englishman on his right； who wore a large white waistcoat； a blue veil on his hat； and a face as red as a live coal。
〃Quite an admission； was n't it； from an American？ But I think they have changed since the wah； you know。〃
At the next landing； the smooth and beaming churchman was left by his friends； and he soon retired to the cabin； where I saw him self…sacrificingly denying himself the views on deck； and consoling himself with a substantial lunch and a bottle of English ale。
There is one thing to be said about the English abroad： the variety is almost infinite。 The best acquaintances one makes will be English；people with no nonsense and strong individuality； and one gets no end of entertainment from the other sort。 Very different from the clergyman on the boat was the old lady at table…d'hote in one of the hotels on the lake。 One would not like to call her a delightfully wicked old woman； like the Baroness Bernstein； but she had her own witty and satirical way of regarding the world。 She had lived twenty…five years at Geneva； where people； years ago； coming over the dusty and hot roads of France； used to faint away when they first caught sight of the Alps。 Believe they don't do it now。 She never did； was past the susceptible age when she first came； was tired of the people。 Honest？ Why； yes； honest； but very fond of money。 Fine Swiss wood…carving？ Yes。 You'll get very sick of it。 It's very nice； but I 'm tired of it。 Years ago； I sent some of it home to the folks in England。 They thought everything of it； and it was not very nice； either；a cheap sort。 Moral ideas？ I don't care for moral ideas： people make such a fuss about them lately （this in reply to her next neighbor； an eccentric； thin man； with bushy hair； shaggy eyebrows； and a high； falsetto voice； who rallied the witty old lady all dinner…time about her lack of moral ideas； and accurately described the thin wine on the table as 〃water… bewitched〃）。 Why did n't the baroness go back to England； if she was so tired of Switzerland？ Well； she was too infirm now； and； besides； she did n't like to trust herself on the railroads。 And there were so many new inventions nowadays； of which she read。 What was this nitroglycerine； that exploded so dreadfully？ No： she thought she should stay where she was。
There is little risk of mistaking the Englishman； with or without his family； who has set out to do Switzerland。 He wears a brandy…flask； a field…glass； and a haversack。 Whether he has a silk or soft hat； he is certain to wear a veil tied round it。 This precaution is adopted when he makes up his mind to come to Switzerland； I think； because he has read that a veil is necessary to protect the eyes from the snow…glare。 There is probably not one traveler in a hundred who gets among the ice and snow…fields where he needs a veil or green glasses： but it is well to have it on the hat； it looks adventurous。 The veil and the spiked alpenstock are the signs of peril。 Everybodyalmost everybodyhas an alpenstock。 It is usually a round pine stick； with an iron spike in one end。 That； also； is a sign of peril。 We saw a noble young Briton on the steamer the other day； who was got up in the best Alpine manner。 He wore a short sack；in fact； an entire suit of light gray flannel； which closely fitted his lithe form。 His shoes were of undressed leather； with large spikes in the soles； and on his white hat he wore a large quantity of gauze； which fell in folds down his neck。 I am sorry to say that he had a red face； a shaven chin； and long side…whiskers。 He carried a formidable alpenstock； and at the little landing where we first saw him； and afterward on the boat； he leaned on it in a series of the most graceful and daring attitudes that I ever saw the h