it glowing with the richest green and gold, the reflection of the illuminated wood and path, shaded with a soft blue tint.  The picture was still further diversified by the number of sails which stole lazily by us as we paused in the wood above them.  After all this we had the moon.  It was impossible not to contrast that repose, that complacency of spirit, produced by these lovely scenes, with the sensations I had experienced two or three days before, in passing the Alps.  At the lake of Como, my mind ran through a thousand dreams of happiness, which might be enjoyed upon its banks, if heightened by conversation and the exercise of the social affections.  Among the more awful scenes of the Alps, I had not a thought of man, or a single created being; my whole soul was turned to Him who produced the terrible majesty before me.  But I am too particular for the limits of my paper.

We followed the lake of Como to its head, and thence proceeded to Chiavenna, where we began to pass a range of the Alps, which brought us into the country of the Grisons at Sovozza.  From Sovozza we pursued the valley of Myssen, in which it is situated, to its head; passed Mount Adula to Hinter Rhine, a small village near one of the sources of the Rhine.  We pursued this branch of the Rhine downward through the Grisons to Michenem, where we turned up the other branch of the same river, and following it to Chiamut, a small village near its source.  Here we quitted the Grisons, and entered Switzerland at the valley of Urseren, and pursued the course of the Reuss down to Altorf; thence we proceeded, partly upon the lake and partly behind the mountains on its banks, to Lucerne, and thence to Zurich.  From Zurich, along the banks of the lake, we continued our route to Richtenschwyl:  here we left the lake to visit the famous church and convent of Einsiedeln, and thence to Glaris.  But this catalogue must be shockingly tedious.  Suffice it to say, that, after passing a day in visiting the romantic valley of Glaris, we proceeded by the lake of Wallenstadt and the canton of Appenzell to the lake of Constance, where this letter was begun nine days ago.  From Constance we proceeded along the banks of the Rhine to Schaffhausen, to view the falls of the Rhine there.  Magnificent as this fall certainly is, I must confess I was disappointed in it.  I had raised my ideas too high.

We followed the Rhine downward about eight leagues from Schaffhausen, where we crossed it, and proceeded by Baden to Lucerne.  I am at this present moment (14th September) writing at a small village on the road from Grindelwald to Lauterbrunnen.  By consulting your maps, you will find these villages in the south-east part of the canton of Berne, not far from the lakes of Thun and Brientz.  After viewing the valley of Lauterbrunnen, we shall have concluded our tour of the more Alpine part of Switzerland.  We proceed thence to Berne, and intend, after making two or three small excursions about the lake of Neufchatel, to go