. My summer in the Alps, 1913 . tinued to burn throughout the rest ofthe day. The village of Saas Fee enjoys a picturesque location inan amphitheatre formed by splendid peaks, the greatest of whichare the two noble Mischabelhorner, the Dom and the Taschhorn,each of them nearly 15,000 feet high. It has not yet beeninvaded by the railroad, and the postal service from Stalden isstill performed with the aid of some fifty mules. Our plan was to return to Zermatt via the Nadelhorn,and for this purpose we went, the day following (August 5), tosleep at the Mischabel hut, situated at a height of nearly
. My summer in the Alps, 1913 . tinued to burn throughout the rest ofthe day. The village of Saas Fee enjoys a picturesque location inan amphitheatre formed by splendid peaks, the greatest of whichare the two noble Mischabelhorner, the Dom and the Taschhorn,each of them nearly 15,000 feet high. It has not yet beeninvaded by the railroad, and the postal service from Stalden isstill performed with the aid of some fifty mules. Our plan was to return to Zermatt via the Nadelhorn,and for this purpose we went, the day following (August 5), tosleep at the Mischabel hut, situated at a height of nearly 11,000feet on the slopes of the Dom. We were four and one-halfhours in reaching it. Two other parties had preceded us, oneFrench, the other English. Upon entering the hut I was struckat once with the bad air within, and came to the conclusion thatthe Englishmen had not cared to raise the issue of ventilationwith the Frenchmen. But I felt obliged to do so and am gladto say that we soon found ourselves in accord. It was even [4]. agreed that a small window should remain open throughout thenight. Guides, of course, never see any reason why fresh airshould be let into a mountain hut, and most Continental touristsentertain the same views. The weather, in the meantime, had turned bad; it came on tosnow, and we retired with but small hopes of being able to crossthe Nadelhorn next day. Upon awaking we found that therewas no improvement and were confronted with the alternativeof waiting in the hut for good weather (with the necessity ofsending down to the valley for more food) or utilizing the periodof bad weather to proceed to the base of some other peak. Wechose the latter, wisely, as the event showed, and, descendingquickly to Saas Fee, walked thence in four hours through thelong valley of Saas to Stalden, observing on the way a peasantwoman smoking a long pipe while at work in the fields. AtStalden we took the train for Zermatt. POLLUX The day following was a rainy one at Zermatt,
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