We are on the road to Chamouni, not yet over the frontier, in a carriage and four. Mrs Stoutley, being a lady of unbounded wealth, always travels post in a carriage and four when she can manage to do so, having an unconquerable antipathy3 to railroads and steamers. She could not well travel in any other fashion here, railways not having yet penetrated4 the mountain regions in this direction, and a mode of ascending5 roaring mountain torrents6 in steamboats not having yet been discovered. She might, however, travel with two horses, but she prefers four. Captain Wopper, who sits opposite Emma Gray, wonders in a quiet speculative7 way whether “the Mines” will produce a dividend8 sufficient to pay the expenses of this journey. He is quite disinterested9 in the thought, it being understood that the Captain pays his own expenses.
But we wander from our text, which is—the Great White Mountain. We are driving now under its shadow with Mrs Stoutley’s party, which, in addition to the Captain and Miss Gray, already mentioned, includes young Dr George Lawrence and Lewis, who are on horseback; also Mrs Stoutley’s maid (Mrs Stoutley never travels without a maid), Susan Quick, who sits beside the Captain; and Gillie White, alias10 the Spider and the Imp11, who sits beside the driver, making earnest but futile12 efforts to draw him into a conversation in English, of which language the driver knows next to nothing.
But to return: Mrs Stoutley and party are now in the very heart of scenery the most magnificent; they have penetrated to a great fountain-head of European waters; they are surrounded by the cliffs, the gorges13, the moraines, and are not far from the snow-slopes and ice-fields, the couloirs, the seracs, the crevasses14, and the ice-precipices15 and pinnacles16 of a great glacial world; but not one of the party betrays the smallest amount of interest, or expresses the faintest emotion of surprise, owing to the melancholy17 fact that all is shrouded18 in an impenetrable veil of mist through which a thick fine rain percolates19 as if the mountain monarch20 himself were bewailing their misfortunes.
“Isn’t it provoking?” murmured Mrs Stoutley drawing her shawl closer.
“Very,” replied Emma.
“Disgusting!” exclaimed Lewis, who rode at the side of the carriage next his cousin.
“It might be worse,” said Lawrence, with a grim smile.
“Impossible,” retorted Lewis.
“Come, Captain, have you no remark to make by way of inspiring a little hope?” asked Mrs Stoutley.
“Why, never havin’ cruised in this region before,” answered the Captain, “my remarks can’t be of much value. Hows’ever, there is one idea that may be said to afford consolation21, namely, that this sort o’ thing can’t last. I’ve sailed pretty nigh in all parts of the globe, an’ I’ve invariably found that bad weather has its limits—that after rain we may look for sunshine, and after storm, calm.”
“How cheering!” said Lewis, as the rain trickled22 from the point of his prominent nose.
At that moment Gillie White, happening to cast his eyes upward, beheld23 a vision which drew from him an exclamation24 of wild surprise.
They all looked quickly in the same direction, and there, through a rent in the watery25 veil, they beheld a little spot of blue sky, rising into which was a mountain-top so pure, so faint so high and inexpressibly far off, yet so brilliant in a glow of sunshine, that it seemed as if heaven had been opened, and one of the hills of Paradise revealed. It was the first near view that the travellers had obtained of these mountains of everlasting26 ice. With the exception of the exclamations27 “Wonderful!” “Most glorious!” they found no words for a time to express their feelings, and seemed glad to escape the necessity of doing so by listening to the remarks of their driver, as he went into an elaborate explanation of the name and locality of the particular part of Mont Blanc that had been thus disclosed.
The rent in the mist closed almost as quickly as it had opened, utterly28 concealing29 the beautiful vision; but the impression it had made, being a first and a very deep one, could never more be removed. The travellers lived now in the faith of what they had seen. Scepticism was no longer possible, and in this improved frame of mind they dashed into the village of Chamouni—one of the haunts of those whose war-cry is “Excelsior!”—and drove to the best hotel.
Their arrival in the village was an unexpected point of interest to many would-be mountaineers, who lounged about the place with macintoshes and umbrellas, growling30 at the weather. Any event out of the common forms a subject of interest to men who wait and have nothing to do. As the party passed them, growlers gazed and speculated as to who the new-comers might be. Some thought Miss Gray pretty; some thought otherwise—to agree on any point on such a day being, of course, impossible. Others “guessed” that the young fellows must be uncommonly31 fond of riding to “get on the outside of a horse” in such weather; some remarked that the “elderly female” seemed “used up,” or “blasée,” and all agreed—yes, they did agree on this point—that the thing in blue tights and buttons beside the driver was the most impudent-looking monkey the world had ever produced!
The natives of the place also had their opinions, and expressed them to each other; especially the bronzed, stalwart sedate32-looking men who hung about in knots near the centre of the village, and seemed to estimate the probability of the stout2 young Englishmen on horseback being likely to require their services often—for these, said the driver, were the celebrated33 guides of Chamouni; men of bone and muscle, and endurance and courage; the leaders of those daring spirits who consider—and justly so—the ascent34 to the summit of Mont Blanc, or Monte Rosa, or the Matterhorn, a feat35; the men who perform this feat it may be, two or three times a week—as often as you choose to call them to it, in fact—and think nothing of it; the men whose profession it is to risk their lives every summer from day to day for a few francs; who have become so inured36 to danger that they have grown quite familiar with it, insomuch that some of the reckless blades among them treat it now and then with contempt, and pay the penalty of such conduct with their lives.
Sinking into a couch in her private sitting-room37, Mrs Stoutley resigned herself to Susan’s care, and, while she was having her boots taken off, said with a sigh:—
“Well, here we are at last. What do you think of Chamouni, Susan?”
“Rather a wet place, ma’am; ain’t it?”
With a languid smile, Mrs Stoutley admitted that it was, but added, by way of encouragement that it was not always so. To which Susan replied that she was glad to hear it, so she was, as nothink depressed38 her spirits so much as wet and clouds, and gloom.
Susan was a pretty girl of sixteen, tall, as well as very sedate and womanly, for her age. Having been born in one of the midland counties, of poor, though remarkably39 honest, parents, who had received no education themselves, and therefore held it to be quite unnecessary to bestow40 anything so useless on their daughter, she was, until very recently, as ignorant of all beyond the circle of her father’s homestead as the daughter of the man in the moon—supposing no compulsory41 education-act to be in operation in the orb42 of night. Having passed through them, she now knew of the existence of France and Switzerland, but she was quite in the dark as to the position of these two countries with respect to the rest of the world, and would probably have regarded them as one and the same if their boundary-line had not been somewhat deeply impressed upon her by the ungallant manner in which the Customs officials examined the contents of her modest little portmanteau in search, as Gillie gave her to understand, of tobacco.
Mrs Stoutley had particularly small feet, a circumstance which might have induced her, more than other ladies, to wear easy boots; but owing to some unaccountable perversity43 of mental constitution, she deemed this a good reason for having her boots made unusually tight. The removal of these, therefore, afforded great relief, and the administration of a cup of tea produced a cheering reaction of spirits, under the influence of which she partially44 forgot herself, and resolved to devote a few minutes to the instruction of her interestingly ignorant maid.
“Yes,” she said, arranging herself comfortably, and sipping45 her tea, while Susan busied herself putting away her lady’s “things,” and otherwise tidying the room, “it does not always rain here; there is a little sunshine sometimes. By the way, where is Miss Gray?”
“In the bedroom, ma’am, unpacking46 the trunks.”
“Ah, well, as I was saying, they have a little sunshine sometimes, for you know, Susan, people must live, and grass or grain cannot grow without sunshine, so it has been arranged that there should be enough here for these purposes, but no more than enough, because Switzerland has to maintain its character as one of the great refrigerators of Europe.”
“One of the what, ma’am?”
“Refrigerators,” explained Mrs Stoutley; “a refrigerator, Susan, is a freezer; and it is the special mission of Switzerland to freeze nearly all the water that falls on its mountains, and retain it there in the form of ice and snow until it is wanted for the use of man. Isn’t that a grand idea?”
The lecturer’s explanation had conveyed to Susan’s mind the idea of the Switzers going with long strings47 of carts to the top of Mont Blanc for supplies of ice to meet the European demand, and she admitted that it was a grand idea, and asked if the ice and snow lasted long into the summer.
“Long into it!” exclaimed her teacher. “Why, you foolish thing, its lasts all through it.”
“Oh indeed, ma’am!” said Susan, who entertained strong doubts in her heart as to the correctness of Mrs Stoutley’s information on this point.
“Yes,” continued that lady, with more animation48 than she had experienced for many months past, so invigorating was the change of moral atmosphere induced by this little breeze of instruction; “yes, the ice and snow cover the hills and higher valleys for dozens and dozens of miles round here in all directions, not a few inches deep, such as we sometimes see in England, but with thousands and millions of tons of it, so that the ice in the valleys is hundreds of feet thick, and never melts away altogether, but remains49 there from year to year—has been there, I suppose, since the world began, and will continue, I fancy, until the world comes to an end.”
Mrs Stoutley warmed up here, to such an extent that she absolutely flushed, and Susan, who had heretofore regarded her mistress merely as a weakish woman, now set her down, mentally, as a barefaced51 story-teller.
“Surely, ma’am,” she said, with diffidence, “ice and snow like that doesn’t fill all the valleys, else we should see it, and find it difficult to travel through ’em; shouldn’t we, ma’am?”
“Silly girl!” exclaimed her preceptress, “I did not say it filled all the valleys, but the higher valleys—valleys such as, in England and Scotland, would be clothed with pasturage and waving grain, and dotted with cattle and sheep and smiling cottages.”
Mrs Stoutley had by this time risen to a heroic frame, and spoke52 poetically53, which accounts for her ascribing risible54 powers to cottages.
“And thus you see, Susan,” she continued, “Switzerland is, as it were, a great ice-tank, or a series of ice-tanks, in which the ice of ages is accumulated and saved up, so that the melting of a little of it—the mere50 dribbling55 of it, so to speak—is sufficient to cause the continuous flow of innumerable streams and of great rivers, such as the Rhone, and the Rhine, and the Var.”
The lecture received unexpected and appropriate illustration here by the sudden lifting of the mists, which had hitherto blotted56 out the landscape.
“Oh, aunt!” exclaimed Emma, running in at the moment, “just look at the hills. How exquisite57! How much grander than if we had seen them quite clear from the first!”
Emma was strictly58 correct, for it is well known that the grandeur59 of Alpine60 scenery is greatly enhanced by the wild and weird61 movements of the gauze-like drapery with which it is almost always partially enshrouded.
As the trio stood gazing in silent wonder and admiration62 from their window, which, they had been informed, commanded a view of the summit of Mont Blanc, the mist had risen like a curtain partially rolled up. All above the curtain-foot presented the dismal63 grey, to which they had been too long accustomed, but below, and, as it were, far behind this curtain, the mountain-world was seen rising upwards64.
So close were they to the foot of the Great White Monarch, that it seemed to tower like a giant-wall before them; but this wall was varied65 and beautiful as well as grand. Already the curtain had risen high enough to disclose hoary66 cliffs and precipices, with steep grassy67 slopes between, and crowned with fringes of dark pines; which latter, although goodly trees, looked like mere shrubs68 in their vast setting. Rills were seen running like snowy veins69 among the slopes, and losing themselves in the masses of débris at the mountain-foot. As they gazed, the curtain rose higher, disclosing new and more rugged70 features, on which shone a strange, unearthly light—the result of shadow from the mist and sunshine behind it—while a gleam of stronger light tipped the curtain’s under-edge in one direction. Still higher it rose! Susan exclaimed that the mountain was rising into heaven; and Emma and Mrs Stoutley, whose reading had evidently failed to impress them with a just conception of mountain-scenery, stood with clasped hands in silent expectancy71 and admiration. The gleam of stronger light above referred to, widened, and Susan almost shrieked72 with ecstasy73 when the curtain seemed to rend74, and the gleam resolved itself into the great Glacier75 des Bossons, which, rolling over the mountain-brow like a very world of ice, thrust its mighty76 tongue down into the valley.
From that moment Susan’s disbelief in her lady’s knowledge changed into faith, and deepened into profound veneration77.
It was, however, only a slight glimpse that had been thus afforded of the ice-world by which they were surrounded. The great ice-fountain of those regions, commencing at the summit of Mont Blanc, flings its ample waves over mountain and vale in all directions, forming a throne on which perpetual winter reigns78, and this glacier des Bossons, which filled the breasts of our travellers with such feelings of awe79, was but one of the numerous rivers which flow from the fountain down the gorges and higher valleys of the Alps, until they reach those regions where summer heat asserts itself, and checks their further progress in the form of ice by melting them.
“Is it possible,” said Emma, as she gazed at the rugged and riven mass of solid ice before her, “that a glacier really flows?”
“So learned men tell us, and so we must believe,” said Mrs Stoutley.
“Flows, ma’am?” exclaimed Susan, in surprise.
“Yes, so it is said,” replied Mrs Stoutley, with a smile.
“But we can see, ma’am, by lookin’ at it, that it don’t flow; can’t we, ma’am?” said Susan.
“True, Susan, it does not seem to move; nevertheless scientific men tell us that it does, and sometimes we are bound to believe against the evidence of our senses.”
Susan looked steadily80 at the glacier for some time; and then, although she modestly held her tongue, scientific men fell considerably81 in her esteem82.
While the ladies were thus discussing the glacier and enlightening their maid, Lewis, Lawrence, and the Captain, taking advantage of the improved state of the weather, had gone out for a stroll, partly with a view, as Lewis said, to freshen up their appetites for dinner—although, to say truth, the appetites of all three were of such a nature as to require no freshening up. They walked smartly along the road which leads up the valley, pausing, ever and anon, to look back in admiration at the wonderful glimpses of scenery disclosed by the lifting mists. Gradually these cleared away altogether, and the mountain summits stood out well defined against the clear sky. And then, for the first time, came a feeling of disappointment.
“Why, Lawrence,” said Lewis, “didn’t they tell us that we could see the top of Mont Blanc from Chamouni?”
“They certainly did,” replied Lawrence, “but I can’t see it.”
“There are two or three splendid-looking peaks,” said Lewis, pointing up the valley, “but surely that’s not the direction of the top we look for.”
“No, my lad, it ain’t the right point o’ the compass by a long way,” said the Captain; “but yonder goes a strange sail a-head, let’s overhaul83 her.”
“Heave a-head then, Captain,” said Lewis, “and clap on stun’s’ls and sky-scrapers, for the strange sail is making for that cottage on the hill, and will get into port before we overhaul her if we don’t look sharp.”
The “strange sail” was a woman. She soon turned into the cottage referred to, but our travellers followed her up, arranging, as they drew near, that Lawrence, being the best French scholar of the three (the Captain knowing nothing whatever of the language), should address her.
She turned out to be a very comely85 young woman, the wife, as she explained, of one of the Chamouni guides, named Antoine Grennon. Her daughter, a pretty blue-eyed girl of six or so, was busy arranging a casket of flowers, and the grandmother of the family was engaged in that mysterious mallet-stone-scrubbing-brush-and-cold-water system, whereby the washerwomen of the Alps convert the linen86 of tourists into shreds87 and patches in the shortest possible space of time.
After some complimentary88 remarks, Lawrence asked if it were possible to see the summit of Mont Blanc from where they stood.
Certainly it was; the guide’s pretty wife could point it out and attempted to do so, but was for a long time unsuccessful, owing to the interference of preconceived notions—each of our travellers having set his heart upon beholding89 a majestic90 peak of rugged rock, mingled91, perhaps, with ice-blocks and snow.
“Most extraordinary,” exclaimed the puzzled Captain, “I’ve squinted92 often enough at well-known peaks when on the look-out for landmarks93 from the sea, an’ never failed to make ’em out. Let me see,” he added, getting behind the woman so as to look straight along her outstretched arm, “no, I can’t see it. My eyes must be giving way.”
“Surely,” said Lawrence, “you don’t mean that little piece of smooth snow rising just behind the crest94 of yonder mountain like a bit of rounded sugar?”
“Oui, monsieur”—that was precisely95 what she meant; that was the summit of Mont Blanc.
And so, our three travellers—like many hundreds of travellers who had gone before them, and like many, doubtless, who shall follow—were grievously disappointed with their first view of Mont Blanc! They lived, however to change their minds, to discover that the village of Chamouni lies too close to the toe of the Great White Mountain to permit of his being seen to advantage. One may truly see a small scrap84 of the veritable top from Chamouni, but one cannot obtain an idea of what it is that he sees. As well might a beetle96 walk close up to the heel of a man, and attempt from that position to form a correct estimate of his size; as well might one plant himself two inches distant from a large painting and expect to do it justice! No, in order to understand Mont Blanc, to “realise” it, to appreciate it adequately, it requires that we should stand well back, and get up on one of the surrounding heights, and make the discovery that as we rise he rises, and looks vaster and more tremendous the further off we go and the higher up we rise, until, with foot planted on the crest of one of the neighbouring giants, we still look up, as well as down, and learn—with a feeling of deeper reverence97, it may be, for the Maker98 of the “everlasting hills”—that the grand monarch with the hoary head does in reality tower supreme99 above them all.
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