Journal 48, page 41

July 17, 1893

We left Engelberg "for cause"-i.e. exquisite as is the valley, it is so perfect in its rim that clouds settling can not be ousted by wind-hence there is very little sunshine. The Dr. here told Lady H. that the great merit of this place is that it always rains daily! Many persons can not bear the glaring light & the nervous strain of clear weather-so they come here to drink whey and somnolize. Very well-we will go hence seeking sunshine. Reached Lucerne after lovely trip-went to the Schweizler[?] Hof- saw W T Stead, F. G. Stead and Dr. Luine[?]. Stead is a genius! Poor fellow.

July 18, 1893

Andematt

We came from Lucerne by boat & rail to Guschenner[?] & labored up the heights of Andematt-crossing the Devils Bridge that Kate Jackson & I saw in 1869. It was greater to me then than now. I have seen more of God's great world & looked into His open heavens.-It was wonderful though-the rugged majesty of Nature & Man's undaunted struggle with nature ever & evermore sure as she is, to be worsted in the fight.-We have beautiful rooms, salon and dressing & sleeping, at the Hotel Bellevue. Everything is done that can be. We have a waiter who is perfection & Mary is a faithful maid. We have the salon once used by Emperor Frederick, the Empress and suite.

July 19, 1893

We went out walking for 2 hours in this valley-a goblet filled with the breath of God, the wine of rehabilitation. We gathered flowers-the oxeyed daisy, hairbell, wild foxglove, thistles red & fair almost as roses. We saw the haymakers cutting fields fragrant with posies & women raking hay & on the heights carrying stacks of it three times their own size. We remarked the perfect cloudlessness of the deep sky with the clear cut rim of mountains. Heard the pleasant bells of the Catholic church, nodded to the smiling vetturini[?]-for this is but 4 hours by rail from Italy [, ] the land of summer skies & faces. Isabel loves Italy & never fails to notice symptoms of its propinquity. She is so patient going on with her Salisbury cure; putting up with her bee sting; her hurting tooth-her headaches & all.-think her worse physically than I am.

July 20, 1893

Yesterday we "put in" 3 hours by carriage-to the old San Gothard Hospice & back. It is 30 yrs since the month we were here as hosts & cow milkers now sleep in the venerable old gray building of stone whose belfry whence the evening bell pealed forth its

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