Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-06-10
prED vxxvu-oN THE LAKE

CHAPTER XNXV1.-oN THE LAKE.
Mr. Sidoborton had reached Lueerne very
rumnled ana dirty and out of temper, having
troveIod ON NIGHT from Brussels, and having
had to turn out and have her boxes examined
at Tbionville and Basic. She had scrambled
through wretched breakfast on cold cof1ee
and a roll IT StrasbuIg at o'clock in the morn
inc and then had been condemned to crawl
along bv \ slow train from Strasburg to Basic,
ord bv another still slower, from Basle to Lu-
oorne A nighu in :. comfortable hotel had re-
stored her wonderfully; and when she took her
Mace under theG og in the lake steamer,
with a ticket in We for Fluelen, which
she insisted on calling Flew-ellen, she was in a
contented mood, and inclined to patronize the
scenery.
The day was lovely, the water blue Pilatus
without his cap, and the distant oberland
peaks seen above the Brunig Pass were silver
against turquoise sky.
This" said Mrs. Sidebottom, dipping into
"Murray's Handbook, ITO ascertain what it was
proper to say, 'this is distinguished above every
lake in Switzerland, and perhaps in Europe, by
the beauty and sublime grandeur OF its
scenery"
Then past her d1ifted a party Of English
tourists also with Murray in their hands
and on their lips "Oh, mammal exclaimed
young lady, 'this lake is of very Irregular
shape assuming near its west extremity the
form of a cross. Do you see? There is one
arm. we are approaching another, and there Is
the leg"
andy dear said her mother, don't say leg; it
is improper: say STEM
And. mamma. how true Murray ISIS IL
not wonderful He says that at this part the
shores OF the lake are undulating hills clothed
with yendure, and dotted with houses ana
villas. He really must have seen the place to
describe it so accurately"
'Good gracious!' exclaimed Mrs. Sidebot-
tom; and then, after pause, "Graclous good
nessI'
Lambert Pennycomequick took no nonce OF
his mothers exclamations, till third 'gra-
cious goodness, escaping her like the dlscharge
of minute gun at sea. called his attention TO
her. and he asked: "Well, what is it?" As he
received no answer, he said: Il don't believe in
that honey served up at breakfast. 1t is not
honey at all. but syrup in which stewed peas
have soaked '-...
'.Upon my wordr' gasped Mrs Sidebottom.
'sWhat is the matter, mother? oh, yes,
lovely scenery. By George, so it is. l believe
1t is a hoax about chamols. L have been told
that they knock goats on the head, and so the
flesh is black, or rather dark colored, and it is
served as chamois, and charged accordingly. "
This is extraordinary!'' exclaimed Mrs Side
bottom.
'Yes-frst rate" said Lambert. ''Our York
shire wolds don't quite come up to the Alps, do
they?"
But Mrs Sidebottom was not lost in wonder
at the beauty of the landscape; she was watch
ing intently gentleman in light suit of a
military cast. wearing white hat and pug
paree, with mustache and carefully curled
whiskers who was marching the deck along
side of another gentleman, stout, ordinary
LOOKING, and comfortable in appearance, like a
plump bultinch-
Look at my watchr' said the gentleman in
the light suit, and as there were vacant places
beside Mrs. Sidebottom. the two gentlemen
left pacing the deck and seated themselves on
the bench near her.
Look at my watch!-Turned black, positive
Iy black, as if 1 had kept it against vulcanized
india-rubber stomach-belt. If you want evi-
dence-there ii is. haven't cleaned it. No, !
keep it as a memorial to me to be thankful to