Three Vassar girls in Switzerland . ing the slope of oneof the northern ranges. There is a fine view of the Matterhornand the southern mountains from the edgeof that cliff, Annette said. If you like,I will hold your donkey and you can dis-mount and get it. Margaret walked to the edge of the prec-ipice which Annette had indicated. Off tothe south beautiful Italy was buried fromher view by a barrier of stern mountainranges, and she felt that the life of luxuryto which she was accustomedwas shut from her as a moment there was awild yearning for the past,and a sinking of heart inview of t
Three Vassar girls in Switzerland . ing the slope of oneof the northern ranges. There is a fine view of the Matterhornand the southern mountains from the edgeof that cliff, Annette said. If you like,I will hold your donkey and you can dis-mount and get it. Margaret walked to the edge of the prec-ipice which Annette had indicated. Off tothe south beautiful Italy was buried fromher view by a barrier of stern mountainranges, and she felt that the life of luxuryto which she was accustomedwas shut from her as a moment there was awild yearning for the past,and a sinking of heart inview of the future. If shecould have gone back shewould; for she stood uponthe brink of a precipice moredangerous than the actual onebefore her. But she realized that it was too late ; and she looked up at the gigantic Matterhorn sostartlingly near. More than ever it seemed to her a milestone of eter-nity, grim and terrible ; but as she looked, the sunset flush transformedit into a thing of exquisite beauty. The deep rosy tint on the summit. ON THE BRINK OF A PRECIPICE.
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