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TheAlpinelitterissometimeslikeacushionedboxmadefastbetweenthemiddlesoftwolongpoles,andsometimesitisachairwithabacktoitandasupportforthefeet。Itiscarriedbyrelaysofstrongporters。 Themotioniseasierthanthatofanyotherconveyance。 Wemetafewmenandagreatmanyladiesinlitters; itseemedtomethatmostoftheladieslookedpaleandnauseated;theirgeneralaspectgavemetheideathattheywerepatientlyenduringahorriblesuffering。 Asarule,theylookedattheirlaps,andleftthescenerytotakecareofitself。 ButthemostfrightenedcreatureIsaw,wasaledhorsethatovertookus。Poorfellow,hehadbeenbornandrearedinthegrassylevelsoftheKanderstegvalleyandhadneverseenanythinglikethishideousplacebefore。 Everyfewstepshewouldstopshort,glancewildlyoutfromthedizzyheight,andthenspreadhisrednostrilswideandpantasviolentlyasifhehadbeenrunningarace; andallthewhilehequakedfromheadtoheelaswithapalsy。Hewasahandsomefellow,andhemadeafinestatuesquepictureofterror,butitwaspitifultoseehimsufferso。 Thisdreadfulpathhashaditstragedy。Baedeker,withhiscustomaryoverterseness,beginsandendsthetalethus: \"Thedescentonhorsebackshouldbeavoided。 In1861aComtessed\'Herlincourtfellfromhersaddleovertheprecipiceandwaskilledonthespot。\" Welookedovertheprecipicethere,andsawthemonumentwhichcommemoratestheevent。Itstandsinthebottomofthegorge,inaplacewhichhasbeenhollowedoutoftherocktoprotectitfromthetorrentandthestorms。 Ouroldguideneverspokebutwhenspokento,andthenlimitedhimselftoasyllableortwo,butwhenweaskedhimaboutthistragedyheshowedastronginterestinthematter。HesaidtheCountesswasverypretty,andveryyoung——hardlyoutofhergirlhood,infact。 Shewasnewlymarried,andwasonherbridaltour。 Theyounghusbandwasridingalittleinadvance;oneguidewasleadingthehusband\'shorse,anotherwasleadingthebride\'s。 Theoldmancontinued: \"Theguidethatwasleadingthehusband\'shorsehappenedtoglanceback,andtherewasthatpooryoungthingsittingupstaringoutovertheprecipice;andherfacebegantobenddownwardalittle,andsheputuphertwohandsslowlyandmetit——so,——andputthemflatagainsthereyes——so——andthenshesankoutofthesaddle,withasharpshriek,andonecaughtonlytheflashofadress,anditwasallover。\" Thenafterapause: \"Ah,yes,thatguidesawthesethings——yes,hesawthemall。 Hesawthemall,justasIhavetoldyou。\" Afteranotherpause: \"Ah,yes,hesawthemall。MyGod,thatwasME。 Iwasthatguide!\" Thishadbeentheoneeventoftheoldman\'slife;soonemaybesurehehadforgottennodetailconnectedwithit。 Welistenedtoallhehadtosayaboutwhatwasdoneandwhathappenedandwhatwassaidafterthesorrowfuloccurrence,andapainfulstoryitwas。 Whenwehadwounddowntowardthevalleyuntilwewereaboutonthelastspiralofthecorkscrew,Harris\'shatblewoverthelastremainingbitofprecipice——asmallcliffahundredorhundredandfiftyfeethigh——andsaileddowntowardasteepslantcomposedofroughchipsandfragmentswhichtheweatherhadflakedawayfromtheprecipices。 Wewentleisurelydownthere,expectingtofinditwithoutanytrouble,butwehadmadeamistake,astothat。 Wehuntedduringacoupleofhours——notbecausetheoldstrawhatwasvaluable,butoutofcuriositytofindouthowsuchathingcouldmanagetoconcealitselfinopengroundwheretherewasnothingleftforittohidebehind。 Whenoneisreadinginbed,andlayshispaper-knifedown,hecannotfinditagainifitissmallerthanasaber; thathatwasasstubbornasanypaper-knifecouldhavebeen,andwefinallyhadtogiveitup;butwefoundafragmentthathadoncebelongedtoanopera-glass,andbydiggingaroundandturningovertherockswegraduallycollectedallthelensesandthecylindersandthevariousoddsandendsthatgotomakingupacompleteopera-glass。 Weafterwardhadthethingreconstructed,andtheownercanhavehisadventurouslost-propertybysubmittingproofsandpayingcostsofrehabilitation。Wehadhopesoffindingtheownerthere,distributedaroundamongsttherocks,foritwouldhavemadeanelegantparagraph; butweweredisappointed。Still,wewerefarfrombeingdisheartened,fortherewasaconsiderableareawhichwehadnotthoroughlysearched;weweresatisfiedhewasthere,somewhere,soweresolvedtowaitoveradayatLeukandcomebackandgethim。 Thenwesatdowntopolishofftheperspirationandarrangeaboutwhatwewoulddowithhimwhenwegothim。 HarriswasforcontributinghimtotheBritishMuseum; butIwasformailinghimtohiswidow。ThatisthedifferencebetweenHarrisandme:Harrisisallfordisplay,Iamallforthesimpleright,eventhoughIlosemoneybyit。 Harrisarguedinfavorofhispropositionagainstmine,Iarguedinfavorofmineandagainsthis。Thediscussionwarmedintoadispute;thedisputewarmedintoaquarrel。 Ifinallysaid,verydecidedly: \"Mymindismadeup。Hegoestothewidow。\" Harrisansweredsharply: \"AndMYmindismadeup。HegoestotheMuseum。\" Isaid,calmly: \"Themuseummaywhistlewhenitgetshim。\" Harrisretorted: \"Thewidowmaysaveherselfthetroubleofwhistling,forIwillseethatshenevergetshim。\" Aftersomeangrybandyingofepithets,Isaid: \"Itseemstomethatyouaretakingonagoodmanyairsabouttheseremains。Idon\'tquiteseewhatYOU\'VEgottosayaboutthem?\" \"I?I\'vegotALLtosayaboutthem。They\'dneverhavebeenthoughtofifIhadn\'tfoundtheiropera-glass。Thecorpsebelongstome,andI\'lldoasIpleasewithhim。\" IwasleaderoftheExpedition,andalldiscoveriesachievedbyitnaturallybelongedtome。Iwasentitledtotheseremains,andcouldhaveenforcedmyright; butratherthanhavebadbloodaboutthematter,Isaidwewouldtossupforthem。Ithrewheadsandwon,butitwasabarrenvictory,foralthoughwespentallthenextdaysearching,weneverfoundabone。Icannotimaginewhatcouldeverhavebecomeofthatfellow。 ThetowninthevalleyiscalledLeukorLeukerbad。 Wepointedourcoursetowardit,downaverdantslopewhichwasadornedwithfringedgentiansandotherflowers,andpresentlyenteredthenarrowalleysoftheoutskirtsandwadedtowardthemiddleofthetownthroughliquid\"fertilizer。\"Theyoughttoeitherpavethatvillageororganizeaferry。 Harris\'sbodywassimplyachamois-pasture;hispersonwaspopulouswiththelittlehungrypests;hisskin,whenhestripped,wassplotchedlikeascarlet-feverpatient\'s; so,whenwewereabouttoenteroneoftheLeukerbadinns,andhenoticeditssign,\"ChamoisHotel,\"herefusedtostopthere。Hesaidthechamoiswasplentifulenough,withouthuntinguphotelswheretheymadeaspecialtyofit。 Iwasindifferent,forthechamoisisacreaturethatwillneitherbitemenorabidewithme;buttocalmHarris,wewenttotheHo^teldesAlpes。 Atthetabled\'ho^te,wehadthis,foranincident。 Averygraveman——infacthisgravityamountedtosolemnity,andalmosttoausterity——satoppositeusandhewas\"tight,\"butdoinghisbesttoappearsober。HetookupaCORKEDbottleofwine,tilteditoverhisglassawhile,thensetitoutoftheway,withacontentedlook,andwentonwithhisdinner。 Presentlyheputhisglasstohismouth,andofcoursefounditempty。Helookedpuzzled,andglancedfurtivelyandsuspiciouslyoutofthecornerofhiseyeatabenignantandunconsciousoldladywhosatathisright。 Shookhishead,asmuchastosay,\"No,shecouldn\'thavedoneit。\"Hetiltedthecorkedbottleoverhisglassagain,meantimesearchingaroundwithhiswateryeyetoseeifanybodywaswatchinghim。Heateafewmouthfuls,raisedhisglasstohislips,andofcourseitwasstillempty。Hebentaninjuredandaccusingside-glanceuponthatunconsciousoldlady,whichwasastudytosee。 Shewentoneatingandgavenosign。Hetookuphisglassandhisbottle,withawiseprivatenodofhishead,andsetthemgravelyontheleft-handsideofhisplate—— pouredhimselfanotherimaginarydrink——wenttoworkwithhisknifeandforkoncemore——presentlyliftedhisglasswithgoodconfidence,andfounditempty,asusual。 Thiswasalmostapetrifyingsurprise。Hestraightenedhimselfupinhischairanddeliberatelyandsorrowfullyinspectedthebusyoldladiesathiselbows,firstoneandthentheother。Atlasthesoftlypushedhisplateaway,sethisglassdirectlyinfrontofhim,heldontoitwithhislefthand,andproceededtopourwithhisright。 Thistimeheobservedthatnothingcame。Heturnedthebottleclearupsidedown;stillnothingissuedfromit; aplaintivelookcameintohisface,andhesaid,asiftohimself,\"\'IC!THEY\'VEGOTITALL!\"Thenhesetthebottledown,resignedly,andtooktherestofhisdinnerdry。 Itwasatthattabled\'ho^te,too,thatIhadunderinspectionthelargestladyIhaveeverseeninprivatelife。 Shewasoversevenfeethigh,andmagnificentlyproportioned。 Whathadfirstcalledmyattentiontoher,wasmysteppingonanoutlyingflangeofherfoot,andhearing,fromuptowardtheceiling,adeep\"Pardon,m\'sieu,butyouencroach!\" Thatwaswhenwewerecomingthroughthehall,andtheplacewasdim,andIcouldseeheronlyvaguely。Thethingwhichcalledmyattentiontoherthesecondtimewas,thatatatablebeyondoursweretwoveryprettygirls,andthisgreatladycameinandsatdownbetweenthemandmeandblottedoutmyview。Shehadahandsomeface,andshewasveryfinelyformed——perfectedformed,Ishouldsay。Butshemadeeverybodyaroundherlooktrivialandcommonplace。Ladiesnearherlookedlikechildren,andthemenaboutherlookedmean。Theylookedlikefailures; andtheylookedasiftheyfeltso,too。Shesatwithherbacktous。Ineversawsuchabackinmylife。 Iwouldhavesolikedtoseethemoonriseoverit。 Thewholecongregationwaited,underonepretextoranother,tillshefinishedherdinnerandwentout;theywantedtoseeheratfullaltitude,andtheyfounditworthtarryingfor。 Shefilledone\'sideaofwhatanempressoughttobe,whensheroseupinherunapproachablegrandeurandmovedsuperblyoutofthatplace。 WewerenotatLeukintimetoseeheratherheaviestweight。 Shehadsufferedfromcorpulenceandhadcometheretogetridofherextrafleshinthebaths。Fiveweeksofsoaking—— fiveuninterruptedhoursofiteveryday——hadaccomplishedherpurposeandreducedhertotherightproportions。 Thosebathsremovefat,andalsoskin-diseases。Thepatientsremaininthegreattanksforhoursatatime。 Adozengentlemenandladiesoccupyatanktogether,andamusethemselveswithrompingsandvariousgames。 Theyhavefloatingdesksandtables,andtheyreadorlunchorplaychessinwaterthatisbreast-deep。Thetouristcanstepinandviewthisnovelspectacleifhechooses。 There\'sapoor-box,andhewillhavetocontribute。 Thereareseveralofthesebigbathing-houses,andyoucanalwaystellwhenyouarenearoneofthembytherompingnoisesandshoutsoflaughterthatproceedfromit。 Thewaterisrunningwater,andchangesallthetime,elseapatientwitharingwormmighttakethebathwithonlyapartialsuccess,since,whilehewasriddinghimselfoftheringworm,hemightcatchtheitch。 Thenextmorningwewanderedbackupthegreenvalley,leisurely,withthecurvingwallsofthosebareandstupendousprecipicesrisingintothecloudsbeforeus。 Ihadneverseenaclean,bareprecipicestretchingupfivethousandfeetabovemebefore,andInevershallexpecttoseeanotherone。Theyexist,perhaps,butnotinplaceswhereonecaneasilygetclosetothem。 Thispileofstoneispeculiar。Fromitsbasetothesoaringtopsofitsmightytowers,allitslinesandallitsdetailsvaguelysuggesthumanarchitecture。 Therearerudimentarybow-windows,cornices,chimneys,demarcationsofstories,etc。Onecouldsitandstareupthereandstudythefeaturesandexquisitegracesofthisgrandstructure,bitbybit,anddayafterday,andneverwearyhisinterest。Thetermination,towardthetown,observedinprofile,istheperfectionofshape。 Itcomesdownoutofthecloudsinasuccessionofrounded,colossal,terracelikeprojections——astairwayforthegods; atitsheadspringseveralloftystorm-scarredtowers,oneafteranother,withfaintfilmsofvaporcurlingalwaysaboutthemlikespectralbanners。Iftherewereakingwhoserealmsincludedthewholeworld,herewouldbetheplacemeetandproperforsuchamonarch。Hewouldonlyneedtohollowitoutandputintheelectriclight。 Hecouldgiveaudiencetoanationatatimeunderitsroof。 Oursearchforthoseremainshavingfailed,weinspectedwithaglassthedimanddistanttrackofanold-timeavalanchethatoncesweptdownfromsomepine-grownsummitsbehindthetownandsweptawaythehousesandburiedthepeople; thenwestruckdowntheroadthatleadstowardtheRhone,toseethefamousLadders。Theseperilousthingsarebuiltagainsttheperpendicularfaceofaclifftwoorthreehundredfeethigh。Thepeasants,ofbothsexes,wereclimbingupanddownthem,withheavyloadsontheirbacks。IorderedHarristomaketheascent,soI couldputthethrillandhorrorofitinmybook,andheaccomplishedthefeatsuccessfully,thoughasubagent,forthreefrancs,whichIpaid。ItmakesmeshudderyetwhenIthinkofwhatIfeltwhenIwasclingingtherebetweenheavenandearthinthepersonofthatproxy。 Attimestheworldswamaroundme,andIcouldhardlykeepfromlettinggo,sodizzyingwastheappallingdanger。 Manyapersonwouldhavegivenupanddescended,butIstucktomytask,andwouldnotyielduntilIhadaccomplishedit。 Ifeltajustprideinmyexploit,butIwouldnothaverepeateditforthewealthoftheworld。Ishallbreakmyneckyetwithsomesuchfoolhardyperformance,forwarningsneverseemtohaveanylastingeffectonme。 WhenthepeopleofthehotelfoundthatIhadbeenclimbingthosecrazyLadders,itmademeanobjectofconsiderableattention。 Nextmorning,early,wedrovetotheRhonevalleyandtookthetrainforVisp。Thereweshoulderedourknapsacksandthings,andsetoutonfoot,inatremendousrain,upthewindinggorge,towardZermatt。Hourafterhourwesloppedalong,bytheroaringtorrent,andundernobleLesserAlpswhichwereclothedinrichvelvetygreenallthewayupandhadlittleatomySwisshomesperchedupongrassybenchesalongtheirmist-dimmedheights。 Theraincontinuedtopourandthetorrenttoboom,andwecontinuedtoenjoyboth。Attheonespotwherethistorrenttosseditswhitemanehighest,andthunderedloudest,andlashedthebigbouldersfiercest,thecantonhaddoneitselfthehonortobuildtheflimsiestwoodenbridgethatexistsintheworld。Whilewewerewalkingoverit,alongwithapartyofhorsemen,Inoticedthateventhelargerraindropsmadeitshake。IcalledHarris\'sattentiontoit,andhenoticedit,too。ItseemedtomethatifIownedanelephantthatwasakeepsake,andIthoughtagooddealofhim,IwouldthinktwicebeforeIwouldridehimoverthatbridge。 WeclimbeduptothevillageofSt。Nicholas,abouthalfpastfourintheafternoon,wadedankle-deepthroughthefertilizer-juice,andstoppedatanewandnicehotelclosebythelittlechurch。Westrippedandwenttobed,andsentourclothesdowntobebaked。Andthehordeofsoakedtouristsdidthesame。Thatchaosofclothinggotmixedinthekitchen,andtherewereconsequences。 IdidnotgetbackthesamedrawersIsentdown,whenourthingscameupatsix-fifteen;Igotapaironanewplan。 Theyweremerelyapairofwhiteruffle-cuffedabsurdities,hitchedtogetheratthetopwithanarrowband,andtheydidnotcomequitedowntomyknees。Theywereprettyenough,buttheymademefeelliketwopeople,anddisconnectedatthat。Themanmusthavebeenanidiotthatgothimselfuplikethat,toroughitintheSwissmountains。 Theshirttheybroughtmewasshorterthanthedrawers,andhadn\'tanysleevestoit——atleastithadn\'tanythingmorethanwhatMr。Darwinwouldcall\"rudimentary\"sleeves; thesehad\"edging\"aroundthem,butthebosomwasridiculouslyplain。Theknitsilkundershirttheybroughtmewasonanewplan,andwasreallyasensiblething; itopenedbehind,andhadpocketsinittoputyourshoulder-bladesin;buttheydidnotseemtofitmine,andsoIfounditasortofuncomfortablegarment。 Theygavemybobtailcoattosomebodyelse,andsentmeanulstersuitableforagiraffe。Ihadtotiemycollaron,becausetherewasnobuttonbehindonthatfoolishlittleshirtwhichIdescribedawhileago。 WhenIwasdressedfordinneratsix-thirty,Iwastoolooseinsomeplacesandtootightinothers,andaltogetherI feltslovenlyandill-conditioned。However,thepeopleatthetabled\'ho^tewerenobetteroffthanIwas; theyhadeverybody\'sclothesbuttheirownon。Alongstrangerrecognizedhisulsterassoonashesawthetailofitfollowingmein,butnobodyclaimedmyshirtormydrawers,thoughIdescribedthemaswellasIwasable。 IgavethemtothechambermaidthatnightwhenIwenttobed,andsheprobablyfoundtheowner,formyownthingswereonachairoutsidemydoorinthemorning。 TherewasalovableEnglishclergymanwhodidnotgettothetabled\'ho^teatall。Hisbreecheshadturnedupmissing,andwithoutanyequivalent。 Hesaidhewasnotmoreparticularthanotherpeople,buthehadnoticedthataclergymanatdinnerwithoutanybreecheswasalmostsuretoexciteremark。 [TheFiendishFunofAlp-climbing] WedidnotoversleepatSt。Nicholas。Thechurch-bellbegantoringatfour-thirtyinthemorning,andfromthelengthoftimeitcontinuedtoringIjudgedthatittakestheSwisssinneragoodwhiletogettheinvitationthroughhishead。Mostchurch-bellsintheworldareofpoorquality,andhaveaharshandraspingsoundwhichupsetsthetemperandproducesmuchsin,buttheSt。Nicholasbellisagooddealtheworstonethathasbeencontrivedyet,andispeculiarlymaddeninginitsoperation。Still,itmayhaveitsrightanditsexcusetoexist,forthecommunityispoorandnoteverycitizencanaffordaclock,perhaps;buttherecannotbeanyexcuseforourchurch-bellsathome,fortheirisnofamilyinAmericawithoutaclock,andconsequentlythereisnofairpretextfortheusualSundaymedleyofdreadfulsoundsthatissuesfromoursteeples。ThereismuchmoreprofanityinAmericaonSundaythanisallintheothersixdaysoftheweekputtogether,anditisofamorebitterandmalignantcharacterthantheweek-dayprofanity,too。 Itisproducedbythecracked-potclangorofthecheapchurch-bells。 Webuildourchurchesalmostwithoutregardtocost; werearanedificewhichisanadornmenttothetown,andwegildit,andfrescoit,andmortgageit,anddoeverythingwecanthinkoftoperfectit,andthenspoilitallbyputtingabellonitwhichafflictseverybodywhohearsit,givingsometheheadache,othersSt。Vitus\'sdance,andtheresttheblindstaggers。 AnAmericanvillageatteno\'clockonasummerSundayisthequietestandpeacefulestandholiestthinginnature; butitisaprettydifferentthinghalfanhourlater。 Mr。Poe\'spoemofthe\"Bells\"standsincompletetothisday; butitiswellenoughthatitisso,forthepublicreciteror\"reader\"whogoesaroundtryingtoimitatethesoundsofthevarioussortsofbellswithhisvoicewouldfindhimself\"upastump\"whenhegottothechurch-bell—— asJosephAddisonwouldsay。Thechurchisalwaystryingtogetotherpeopletoreform;itmightnotbeabadideatoreformitselfalittle,bywayofexample。Itisstillclingingtooneortwothingswhichwereusefulonce,butwhicharenotusefulnow,neitheraretheyornamental。 Oneisthebell-ringingtoremindaclock-cakedtownthatitischurch-time,andanotheristhereadingfromthepulpitofatediouslistof\"notices\"whicheverybodywhoisinterestedhasalreadyreadinthenewspaper。 Theclergymanevenreadsthehymnthrough——arelicofanancienttimewhenhymn-booksarescarceandcostly; buteverybodyhasahymn-book,now,andsothepublicreadingisnolongernecessary。Itisnotmerelyunnecessary,itisgenerallypainful;fortheaverageclergymancouldnotfireintohiscongregationwithashotgunandhitaworsereaderthanhimself,unlesstheweaponscatteredshamefully。 Iamnotmeaningtobeflippantandirreverent,Iamonlymeaningtobetruthful。Theaverageclergyman,inallcountriesandofalldenominations,isaverybadreader。 OnewouldthinkhewouldatleastlearnhowtoreadtheLord\'sPrayer,byandby,butitisnotso。Heracesthroughitasifhethoughtthequickerhegotitin,thesooneritwouldbeanswered。Apersonwhodoesnotappreciatetheexceedingvalueofpauses,anddoesnotknowhowtomeasuretheirdurationjudiciously,cannotrenderthegrandsimplicityanddignityofacompositionlikethateffectively。 Wetookatolerablyearlybreakfast,andtrampedofftowardZermattthroughthereekinglanesofthevillage,gladtogetawayfromthatbell。Byandbywehadafinespectacleonourright。Itwasthewall-likebuttendofahugeglacier,whichlookeddownonusfromanAlpineheightwhichwaswellupinthebluesky。Itwasanastonishingamountoficetobecompactedtogetherinonemass。 Weciphereduponitanddecidedthatitwasnotlessthanseveralhundredfeetfromthebaseofthewallofsolidicetothetopofit——Harrisbelieveditwasreallytwicethat。WejudgedthatifSt。Paul\'s,St。Peter\'s,theGreatPyramid,theStrasburgCathedralandtheCapitolinWashingtonwereclusteredagainstthatwall,amansittingonitsupperedgecouldnothanghishatonthetopofanyoneofthemwithoutreachingdownthreeorfourhundredfeet——athingwhich,ofcourse,nomancoulddo。 Tome,thatmightyglacierwasverybeautiful。Ididnotimaginethatanybodycouldfindfaultwithit;butI wasmistaken。Harrishadbeensnarlingforseveraldays。 HewasarabidProtestant,andhewasalwayssaying: \"IntheProtestantcantonsyouneverseesuchpovertyanddirtandsqualorasyoudointhisCatholicone; youneverseethelanesandalleysflowingwithfoulness; youneverseesuchwretchedlittlestiesofhouses; youneverseeaninvertedtinturnipontopofachurchforadome;andasforachurch-bell,why,youneverhearachurch-bellatall。\" Allthismorninghehadbeenfindingfault,straightalong。 Firstitwaswiththemud。Hesaid,\"Itain\'tmuddyinaProtestantcantonwhenitrains。\"Thenitwaswiththedogs: \"Theydon\'thavethoselop-eareddogsinaProtestantcanton。\" Thenitwaswiththeroads:\"Theydon\'tleavetheroadstomakethemselvesinaProtestantcanton,thepeoplemakethem——andtheymakearoadthatISaroad,too。\"Nextitwasthegoats:\"YouneverseeagoatsheddingtearsinaProtestantcanton——agoat,there,isoneofthecheerfulestobjectsinnature。\"Nextitwasthechamois: \"YouneverseeaProtestantchamoisactlikeoneofthese—— theytakeabiteortwoandgo;butthesefellowscampwithyouandstay。\"Thenitwastheguide-boards:\"InaProtestantcantonyoucouldn\'tgetlostifyouwantedto,butyouneverseeaguide-boardinaCatholiccanton。\" Next,\"Youneverseeanyflower-boxesinthewindows,here——neveranythingbutnowandthenacat——atorpidone; butyoutakeaProtestantcanton:windowsperfectlylovelywithflowers——andasforcats,there\'sjustacresofthem。 Thesefolksinthiscantonleavearoadtomakeitself,andthenfineyouthreefrancsifyou\'trot\'overit—— asifahorsecouldtrotoversuchasarcasmofaroad。\" Nextaboutthegoiter:\"THEYtalkaboutgoiter!——Ihaven\'tseenagoiterinthiswholecantonthatIcouldn\'tputinahat。\" Hehadgrowledateverything,butIjudgeditwouldpuzzlehimtofindanythingthematterwiththismajesticglacier。 Iintimatedasmuch;buthewasready,andsaidwithsurlydiscontent:\"YououghttoseethemintheProtestantcantons。\" Thisirritatedme。ButIconcealedthefeeling,andasked: \"Whatisthematterwiththisone?\" \"Matter?Why,itain\'tinanykindofcondition。 Theynevertakeanycareofaglacierhere。Themorainehasbeenspillinggravelaroundit,andgotitalldirty。\" \"Why,man,THEYcan\'thelpthat。\" \"THEY?You\'reright。Thatis,theyWON\'T。Theycouldiftheywantedto。YouneverseeaspeckofdirtonaProtestantglacier。LookattheRhoneglacier。 Itisfifteenmileslong,andsevenhundredfeetthink。 IfthiswasaProtestantglacieryouwouldn\'tseeitlookinglikethis,Icantellyou。\" \"Thatisnonsense。Whatwouldtheydowithit?\" \"Theywouldwhitewashit。Theyalwaysdo。\" Ididnotbelieveawordofthis,butratherthanhavetroubleIletitgo;foritisawasteofbreathtoarguewithabigot。IevendoubtediftheRhoneglacierWAS inaProtestantcanton;butIdidnotknow,soIcouldnotmakeanythingbycontradictingamanwhowouldprobablyputmedownatoncewithmanufacturedevidence。 AboutninemilesfromSt。NicholaswecrossedabridgeovertheragingtorrentoftheVisp,andcametoalogstripofflimsyfencingwhichwaspretendingtosecurepeoplefromtumblingoveraperpendicularwallfortyfeethighandintotheriver。Threechildrenwereapproaching; oneofthem,alittlegirl,abouteightyearsold,wasrunning;whenprettyclosetousshestumbledandfell,andherfeetshotundertherailofthefenceandforamomentprojectedoverthestream。Itgaveusasharpshock,forwethoughtshewasgone,sure,forthegroundslantedsteeply,andtosaveherselfseemedasheerimpossibility; butshemanagedtoscrambleup,andranbyuslaughing。 Wewentforwardandexaminedtheplaceandsawthelongtrackswhichherfeethadmadeinthedirtwhentheydartedovertheverge。Ifshehadfinishedhertripshewouldhavestrucksomebigrocksintheedgeofthewater,andthenthetorrentwouldhavesnatchedherdownstreamamongthehalf-coveredbouldersandshewouldhavebeenpoundedtopulpintwominutes。Wehadcomeexceedinglynearwitnessingherdeath。 AndnowHarris\'scontrarynatureandinbornselfishnesswerestrikingmanifested。Hehasnospiritofself-denial。 Hebeganstraightoff,andcontinuedforanhour,toexpresshisgratitudethatthechildwasnotdestroyed。 Ineversawsuchaman。Thatwasthekindofpersonhewas; justsoHEwasgratified,henevercaredanythingaboutanybodyelse。Ihadnoticedthattraitinhim,overandoveragain。Often,ofcourse,itwasmereheedlessness,merewantofreflection。Doubtlessthismayhavebeenthecaseinmostinstances,butitwasnotthelesshardtobaronthataccount——andafterall,itsbottom,itsgroundwork,wasselfishness。Thereisnoavoidingthatconclusion。Intheinstanceunderconsideration,Ididthinktheindecencyofrunningoninthatwaymightoccurtohim;butno,thechildwassavedandhewasglad,thatwassufficient——hecarednotastrawforMYfeelings,ormylossofsuchaliteraryplum,snatchedfrommyverymouthattheinstantitwasreadytodropintoit。 Hisselfishnesswassufficienttoplacehisowngratificationinbeingsparedsufferingclearbeforeallconcernforme,hisfriend。Apparently,hedidnotoncereflectuponthevaluabledetailswhichwouldhavefallenlikeawindfalltome:fishingthechildout——witnessingthesurpriseofthefamilyandthestirthethingwouldhavemadeamongthepeasants——thenaSwissfuneral——thentheroadsidemonument,tobepaidforbyusandhaveournamesmentionedinit。 AndweshouldhavegoneintoBaedekerandbeenimmortal。 Iwassilent。Iwastoomuchhurttocomplain。Ifhecouldactso,andbesoheedlessandsofrivolousatsuchatime,andactuallyseemtogloryinit,afterallIhaddoneforhim,IwouldhavecutmyhandoffbeforeIwouldlethimseethatIwaswounded。 WewereapproachingZermatt;consequently,wewereapproachingtherenownedMatterhorn。Amonthbefore,thismountainhadbeenonlyanametous,butlatterlywehadbeenmovingthroughasteadilythickeningdoublerowofpicturesofit,doneinoil,water,chromo,wood,steel,copper,crayon,andphotography,andsoithadatlengthbecomeashapetous——andaverydistinct,decided,andfamiliarone,too。Wewereexpectingtorecognizethatmountainwheneverorwhereverweshouldrunacrossit。 Wewerenotdeceived。Themonarchwasfarawaywhenwefirstsawhim,buttherewasnosuchthingasmistakinghim。 Hehastherarepeculiarityofstandingbyhimself; heispeculiarlysteep,too,andisalsomostoddlyshaped。 Hetowersintotheskylikeacolossalwedge,withtheupperthirdofitsbladebentalittletotheleft。 Thebroadbaseofthismonsterwedgeisplanteduponagrandglacier-pavedAlpineplatformwhoseelevationistenthousandfeetabovesea-level;asthewedgeitselfissomefivethousandfeethigh,itfollowsthatitsapexisaboutfifteenthousandfeetabovesea-level。 Sothewholebulkofthisstatelypieceofrock,thissky-cleavingmonolith,isabovethelineofeternalsnow。 Yetwhileallitsgiantneighborshavethelookofbeingbuiltofsolidsnow,fromtheirwaistsup,theMatterhornstandsblackandnakedandforbidding,theyearround,ormerelypowderedorstreakedwithwhiteinplaces,foritssidesaresosteepthatthesnowcannotstaythere。 Itsstrangeform,itsaugustisolation,anditsmajesticunkinshipwithitsownkind,makeit——sotospeak——theNapoleonofthemountainworld。\"Grand,gloomy,andpeculiar,\" isaphrasewhichfitsitasaptlyasitfittedthegreatcaptain。 Thinkofamonumentamilehigh,standingonapedestaltwomileshigh!ThisiswhattheMatterhornis——amonument。 Itsoffice,henceforth,foralltime,willbetokeepwatchandwardoverthesecretresting-placeoftheyoungLordDouglas,who,in1865,wasprecipitatedfromthesummitoveraprecipicefourthousandfeethigh,andneverseenagain。Nomaneverhadsuchamonumentasthisbefore; themostimposingoftheworld\'sothermonumentsarebutatomscomparedtoit;andtheywillperish,andtheirplaceswillpassfrommemory,butthiswillremain。[1] 1。TheaccidentwhichcostLordDouglashislife(seeChapterxii)alsocostthelivesofthreeothermen。 Thesethreefellfour-fifthsofamile,andtheirbodieswereafterwardfound,lyingsidebyside,uponaglacier,whencetheywerebornetoZermattandburiedinthechurchyard。 TheremainsofLordDouglashaveneverbeenfound。 Thesecretofhissepulture,likethatofMoses,mustremainamysteryalways。 AwalkfromSt。NicholastoZermattisawonderfulexperience。 Natureisbuiltonastupendousplaninthatregion。 Onemarchescontinuallybetweenwallsthatarepiledintotheskies,withtheirupperheightsbrokenintoaconfusionofsublimeshapesthatgleamwhiteandcoldagainstthebackgroundofblue;andhereandthereoneseesabigglacierdisplayingitsgrandeursonthetopofaprecipice,oragracefulcascadeleapingandflashingdownthegreendeclivities。Thereisnothingtame,orcheap,ortrivial——itisallmagnificent。Thatshortvalleyisapicture-galleryofanotablekind,foritcontainsnomediocrities;fromendtoendtheCreatorhashungitwithHismasterpieces。 WemadeZermattatthreeintheafternoon,ninehoursoutfromSt。Nicholas。Distance,byguide-book,twelvemiles; bypedometerseventy-two。Wewereintheheartandhomeofthemountain-climbers,now,asallvisiblethingstestified。Thesnow-peaksdidnotholdthemselvesaloof,inaristocraticreserve;theynestledclosearound,inafriendly,sociableway;guides,withtheropesandaxesandotherimplementsoftheirfearfulcallingslungabouttheirpersons,roostedinalonglineuponastonewallinfrontofthehotel,andwaitedforcustomers; sun-burntclimbers,inmountaineeringcostume,andfollowedbytheirguidesandporters,arrivedfromtimetotime,frombreakneckexpeditionsamongthepeaksandglaciersoftheHighAlps;maleandfemaletourists,onmules,filedby,inacontinuousprocession,hotelward-boundfromwildadventureswhichwouldgrowingrandeurverytimetheyweredescribedattheEnglishorAmericanfireside,andatlastoutgrowthepossibleitself。 Wewerenotdreaming;thiswasnotamake-believehomeoftheAlp-climber,createdbyourheatedimaginations; no,forherewasMr。Girdlestonehimself,thefamousEnglishmanwhohuntshiswaytothemostformidableAlpinesummitswithoutaguide。IwasnotequaltoimaginingaGirdlestone;itwasallIcoulddotoevenrealizehim,whilelookingstraightathimatshortrange。IwouldratherfacewholeHydeParksofartillerythantheghastlyformsofdeathwhichhehasfacedamongthepeaksandprecipicesofthemountains。ThereisprobablynopleasureequaltothepleasureofclimbingadangerousAlp;butitisapleasurewhichisconfinedstrictlytopeoplewhocanfindpleasureinit。Ihavenotjumpedtothisconclusion; Ihavetraveledtoitpergravel-train,sotospeak。 Ihavethoughtthethingallout,andamquitesureI amright。Abornclimber\'sappetiteforclimbingishardtosatisfy;whenitcomesuponhimheislikeastarvingmanwithafeastbeforehim;hemayhaveotherbusinessonhand,butitmustwait。Mr。GirdlestonehadhadhisusualsummerholidayintheAlps,andhadspentitinhisusualway,huntingforuniquechancestobreakhisneck;hisvacationwasover,andhisluggagepackedforEngland,butallofasuddenahungerhadcomeuponhimtoclimbthetremendousWeisshornoncemore,forhehadheardofanewandutterlyimpossiblerouteupit。 Hisbaggagewasunpackedatonce,andnowheandafriend,ladenwithknapsacks,ice-axes,coilsofrope,andcanteensofmilk,werejustsettingout。Theywouldspendthenighthighupamongthesnows,somewhere,andgetupattwointhemorningandfinishtheenterprise。 Ihadastrongdesiretogowiththem,butforceditdown—— afeatwhichMr。Girdlestone,withallhisfortitude,couldnotdo。 Evenladiescatchtheclimbingmania,andareunabletothrowitoff。Afamousclimber,ofthatsex,hadattemptedtheWeisshornafewdaysbeforeourarrival,andsheandherguideshadlosttheirwayinasnow-stormhighupamongthepeaksandglaciersandbeenforcedtowanderaroundagoodwhilebeforetheycouldfindawaydown。 Whenthisladyreachedthebottom,shehadbeenonherfeettwenty-threehours! Ourguides,hiredontheGemmi,werealreadyatZermattwhenwereachedthere。Sotherewasnothingtointerferewithourgettingupanadventurewheneverweshouldchoosethetimeandtheobject。IresolvedtodevotemyfirsteveninginZermatttostudyingupthesubjectofAlpineclimbing,bywayofpreparation。