THE WISCONSIN FARMER.



scarcely room along the water's edge; then the
lake, with
                   a' little Isle,
       Which in my very faeo did smile,
       The only one In view;
       A small green isle, it seemed no more
       scarce broader than a dungen floor,
       But in it there were three tall trees,
       And o'er It blew the mountain breeze,
       And by it there were waters flowing,
       And on it there were young flowers growing
       Of gentle breath and hue."
The floating, white-winged sails, the miniature
steamers plying back and forth between the
bordering towns, the sublime Jura, the ever-
lasting hills behind me, with a foaming torrent
dashing down-this is the picture, now a third
time seen, yet still more glorious than before.
  Now I stand
      a In Chillon's dungeons deep and old,"
note the age-blackened beam whereon condemn-
ed reformers and political martyrs have been,
in the dark past, so often executed, mark the
        '-33veon pillars of gothic mold,"
each with ring and chain, and trace the foot-
prints of desolate prisoners in the pavement
stone.
     LChillon! thy prison is a holy place,
     And thy sad floor an altar-for 'twvas trod
     Until his very steps have left a trace,
     Worn, as If thy cold pavement were a sod,
     By Bonnivard !-May none those marks efface,
     For they appeal from tyranny to God."
  At the Hotel de Byron again. A delicious
breakfast of trout from the lake completes my
high admiration of this delightful mansion,
which, I incidentally learn, is a favorite resort
for invalids, in both summer and winter. There
are invalid guests here now from various parts
of the continent and from Great Britain,-and
very properly, I think, for if I were incapaci-



tated for labor and were in need of a quiet
nook somewhere, I know of no place outside



"4 my own, my native land," where I would
prefer to live and die.
  It is now half past seven, and I stand in the
depot, waiting for the train that is to bear me
to Lausanne.  The train comes, I waive an
adieu to Villeneuve, dash past the chateau of
Chillon, and am winding my swift way around
the curve of the lake, On my right is the con-
tinuous slope of the mountain, clothed almost
to the summit with terraced vineyards, beau-
tifully green and still fresh with the dew of the
morning; on my left, between railway and



lake. a succession of charming little cottages,
trellised with vines, and each entered through
an arched gateway all covered with roses.
Nothing could be more beautiful.
  Mantreux, Clarens, and the larger town of
Vevay-population 5,000-are passed, and I
am so soon in view of Ouch3' and Lausanne,
lake port and capital of the canton of Vaud.
Here I shall spend a few hours, and then turn
my face northward for Basle,ewhere I am to
have my first view of the glorious Rhine.

  The Pleasantest Summer Route to
New York.-Now that the season has again
arrived when a water link in the chain of trav-
el cannot be other than agreeable to most per-
sons, we have pleasure in calling the attention
of the northwestern traveling pnblic to the
route to New York and the New England states
via Milwaukee, Grand Haven, Detroit, Suspen-
sion iridge and the Hudson.
  We have repeatedly passed over all the roads
connecting the northwest with the east, and
feel no hesitation in pronouncing this one the
most pleasing and satisfactory of them all in
summer. The passage of Lake Michigan on
the splendid ocean steamers of the D. & M. R.
W. Co. is not only perfectly safe, but after a
weary ride of hundreds of miles on the rail-
way, comes as a real pleasure and relief. To
be able to throw off one's dusty garments, take
a refreshing bath and an excellent repast and
then lie down to rest, while the ship bears him
on with safety and with railway speed-what



can be more grateful to the bejolted, sleepy,
way-worn traveler?



  And then there is grand old Niagara, itself,
alone, worth a journey of a thousand miles!
and the beautiful and majestic Hudson, more
glorious, by nature, than Rhone or Rhine, or
any of the rivers of the old world!  These
great natural objects appear to grow in gran-
deur with each successive beholding and ever
constitute a new and increased reward for the
journey which includes them.
  The Detroit & Milwaukee, the Great Western,
and the N. Y. Central, moreover, rank among
the very best of American railways for that



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