the complete writings-2-第15章
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〃One is taken;〃 he repeats。
〃Then the gentleman will take the other two。〃
〃One is taken! 〃he cries; jumping up and smiting the table;〃 one is taken; I tell you!〃
〃How many are there in the coupe?〃
〃TWO。〃
〃Oh! then the gentleman will take the one remaining in the coupe and the one on top。〃
So it is arranged。 When I come back to the hotel; the Americans are explaining to the lively waiter 〃who speaks English〃 that they are to go in the diligence at half…past five; and that they are to be called at half…past four and have breakfast。 He knows all about it; 〃Diligence; half…past four breakfast; Oh; yaas!〃 While I have been at the diligence…office; my companions have secured room and gone to them; and I ask the waiter to show m to my room。 First; however; I tell him that we three two ladies and myself; who came together; are going in the diligence at half…past five; and want to be called and have breakfaSt。 Did he comprehend?
〃Yaas;〃 rolling his face about on the top of his head violently。 〃You three gentleman want breakfast。 What you have?〃
I had told him before what we would I have; an now I gave up all hope of keeping our parties separate in his mind; so I said; 〃Five persons want breakfast at five o'clock。 Five persons; five hours。 Call all of them at half…past four。〃 And I repeated it; and made him repeat it in English and French。 He then insisted on putting me into the room of one of the American gentlemen and then he knocked at the door of a lady; who cried out in indignation at being disturbed; and; finally; I found my room。 At the door I reiterated the instructions for the morning; and he cheerfully bade me good…night。 But he almost immediately came back; and poked in his head with;
〃Is you go by de diligence?〃
〃Yes; you stupid。〃
In the morning one of our party was called at halfpast three; and saved the rest of us from a like fate; and we were not aroused at all; but woke early enough to get down and find the diligence nearly ready; and no breakfast; but 〃the man who spoke English 〃 as lively as ever。 And we had a breakfast brought out; so filthy in all respects that nobody could eat it。 Fortunately; there was not time to seriously try; but we paid for it; and departed。 The two American gentlemen sat in front of the house; waiting。 The lively waiter had called them at half…past three; for the railway train; instead of the diligence; and they had their wretched breakfast early。 They will remember the funny adventure with 〃the man who speaks English;〃 and; no doubt; unite with us in warmly commending the Hotel Lion d'Or at Sion as the nastiest inn in Switzerland。
A WALK TO THE GORNER GRAT
When one leaves the dusty Rhone Valley; and turns southward from Visp; he plunges into the wildest and most savage part of Switzerland; and penetrates the heart of the Alps。 The valley is scarcely more than a narrow gorge; with high precipices on either side; through which the turbid and rapid Visp tears along at a furious rate; boiling and leaping in foam over its rocky bed; and nearly as large as the Rhone at the junction。 From Visp to St。 Nicolaus; twelve miles; there is only a mule…path; but a very good one; winding along on the slope; sometimes high up; and again descending to cross the stream; at first by vineyards and high stone walls; and then on the edges of precipices; but always romantic and wild。 It is noon when we set out from Visp; in true pilgrim fashion; and the sun is at first hot; but as we slowly rise up the easy ascent; we get a breeze; and forget the heat in the varied charms of the walk。
Everything for the use of the upper valley and Zermatt; now a place of considerable resort; must be carried by porters; or on horseback; and we pass or meet men and women; sometimes a dozen of them together; laboring along under the long; heavy baskets; broad at the top and coming nearly to a point below; which are universally used here for carrying everything。 The tubs for transporting water are of the same sort。 There is no level ground; but every foot is cultivated。 High up on the sides of the precipices; where it seems impossible for a goat to climb; are vineyards and houses; and even villages; hung on slopes; nearly up to the clouds; and with no visible way of communication with the rest of the world。
In two hours' time we are at Stalden; a village perched upon a rocky promontory; at the junction of the valleys of the Saas and the Visp; with a church and white tower conspicuous from afar。 We climb up to the terrace in front of it; on our way into the town。 A seedy… looking priest is pacing up and down; taking the fresh breeze; his broad…brimmed; shabby hat held down upon the wall by a big stone。 His clothes are worn threadbare; and he looks as thin and poor as a Methodist minister in a stony town at home; on three hundred a year。 He politely returns our salutation; and we walk on。 Nearly all the priests in this region look wretchedly poor;as poor as the people。 Through crooked; narrow streets; with houses overhanging and thrusting out corners and gables; houses with stables below; and quaint carvings and odd little windows above; the panes of glass hexagons; so that the windows looked like sections of honey…comb;we found our way to the inn; a many…storied chalet; with stairs on the outside; stone floors in the upper passages; and no end of queer rooms; built right in the midst of other houses as odd; decorated with German…text carving; from the windows of which the occupants could look in upon us; if they had cared to do so; but they did not。 They seem little interested in anything; and no wonder; with their hard fight with Nature。 Below is a wine…shop; with a little side booth; in which some German travelers sit drinking their wine; and sputtering away in harsh gutturals。 The inn is very neat inside; and we are well served。 Stalden is high; but away above it on the opposite side is a village on the steep slope; with a slender white spire that rivals some of the snowy needles。 Stalden is high; but the hill on which it stands is rich in grass。 The secret of the fertile meadows is the most thorough irrigation。 Water is carried along the banks from the river; and distributed by numerous sluiceways below; and above; the little mountain streams are brought where they are needed by artificial channels。 Old men and women in the fields were constantly changing the direction of the currents。 All the inhabitants appeared to be porters: women were transporting on their backs baskets full of soil; hay was being backed to the stables; burden…bearers were coming and going upon the road: we were told that there are only three horses in the place。 There is a pleasant girl who brings us luncheon at the inn; but the inhabitants for the most part are as hideous as those we see all day: some have hardly the shape of human beings; and they all live in the most filthy manner in the dirtiest habitations。 A chalet is a sweet thing when you buy a little model of it at home。
After we leave Stalden; the walk becomes more picturesque; the precipices are higher; the gorges deeper。 It required some engineering to carry the footpath round the mountain buttresses and over the ravines。 Soon the village of Emd appears on the right;a very considerable collection of brown houses; and a shining white church…spire; above woods and precipices and apparently unscalable heights; on a green spot which seems painted on the precipices; with nothing visible to keep the whole from sliding down; down; into the gorge of the Visp。 Switzerland may not have so much population to the square mile as some countries; but she has a population to some of her square miles that would astonish some parts of the earth's surface elsewhere。 Farther on we saw a faint; zigzag footpath; that we conjectured led to Emd; but it might lead up to heaven。 All day we had been solicited for charity by squalid little children; who kiss their nasty little paws at us; and ask for centimes。 The children of Emd; however; did not trouble us。 It must be a serious affair if they ever roll out of bed。
Late in the afternoon thunder began to tumble about the hills; and clouds snatched away from our sight the snow…peaks at t