like the persistent white on the hither
side of Holyoke range - rose glow at
sunset heavenly - Lisbeth liked it all
and throve - kept M. alive on Richard
Calmady - The region overpowering to a
sensitive mind & body - for once I got
too near the Alps - penetrated the
mystery and God was not there [?]-
[?] We turned back to Thusis over the
Albula pass - large comfortable land[?]
[?] & rolls in [?] - Lisbeth just behind
us in a "spine-killer" with her goods
and chattel piled about her in a
sort of earth-quake confusion from
which she smiled & waived [sic] her good
byes - En route for the Carstan's from Phil
& St. Moritz Mat's darling - Heaven keep her
safe - The Albulla [sic] Pass till 5:30 then on