three sides by a wilderness of moun- 

 tains. And when after travelling over 

 these for three weeks with compass as 

 guide, one dark, stormy night we stum- 

 bled and slipped down a mountain side 

 and across an icy brook to its front 

 lawn, the message of good cheer that 

 streamed in rosy light from its windows 

 seemed like an opiate dream. 



We entered a large living room, hung 

 with tapestries and hunting trophies 

 where a perfectly appointed table was 

 set opposite a huge stone fireplace, 

 blazing with logs. Then came a deli- 

 cious course dinner with rare wines, and 

 served by a French chef. The surprise 

 and delight of it in that wilderness — 

 but the crowning delight was the guest- 

 room. As we entered, it was a wealth 

 of colour in Japanese effect, soft glowing 

 lanterns, polished floors, fur rugs, silk- 



