Article August 17, 1935 ISSUE

Spiritual Mountaineering

DOROTHY DESMOND

While traveling in Switzerland one December, the writer sought the best means for spending a quiet day. Fog lay dense over Geneva, shutting out the landscape. From the hotel proprietor, however, it was learned that there was sunlight on a mountaintop which might be reached in a téléférique; and the thought of sunlight after several weeks of gray weather was very attractive.

At the foot of the mountain the tiny car descended, appearing suddenly through the fog on cables which were hidden in the mist. The passengers then stepped into the car rather doubtingly, and presently felt themselves being lifted from the ground. As they looked down, the earth seemed only a wavering gray shadow, gloomy and substanceless; then as the car continued to ascend and went directly into the fog bank, both earth and sky disappeared from view. Swirling white chaos enveloped them. Then the cloud began to thin, and as they looked up, a dazzling scene appeared. There was brilliant sunshine! Below, the fog foamed in impotent turbulence, but above was summer-like warmth and vision.

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