The Mountaineer ile: 
alpine regions in winter time. Recent years have witnessed a 
remarkable development of winter sports in different parts of 
the world, especially in Switzerland. The great possibilities of 
this relatively new form of recreation were forcibly brought to 
the writer’s attention two years ago during a midwinter sojourn 
in the Alps. Thousands upon thousands of tourists were com- 
ing from every part of Europe to engage in the sports and to 
enjoy the scenery of the mountains in winter. The most fre- 
yuented resorts were situated at altitudes ranging from five to 
seven thousand feet. During January skee-parties made ascents 
to altitudes of ten thousand feet and over. 
Anyone who has observed this trend of outdoor recreation 
will agree that the winter use of national parks will in the near 
future come to reinforce the summer use, as surely as morning 
succeeds night. Snow-shoeing, skeeing, tobogganing, skating, 
and mountain climbing will claim their enthusiastic devotees. 
From the sea-level Californian among his ever-blooming roses to 
the hardy Canadian of the frosty north, the men and women of 
our Pacific Coast are beginning to hear the call of the snowy 
pine, of the frozen lake, and of those glistening summits which 
have a new charm under wintry skies. It will prove a noble 
function of our mountain clubs to stimulate and foster this love 
of the heights when the north wind roars. 
LITTLE TAHOMA 
O crag-crowned peak, I hail thee once again! 
Once more thy lofty crest breeds fresh surprise. 
At rest in hanging garden, flower-warmed glen, 
O’er waves of ice I lift my wistful eyes 
And hail thee; O, I hail thee once again! 
O jagged spire, I hail thee once again! 
’Twas here thy Mother Chaos gave thee birth 
To guard thy sire from vulgar feet of men, 
And yet, I brave long silent lanes of earth 
To hail thee; O, I hail thee once again! 
Edmond S. Meany 
