FIRST GLIMPSE OP^ THE HIMALAYAN FOREST 13 



one single face I left behind me there, and not one would 

 know me or stretch out a hand to grasp mine. Still, the 

 forest-clad hills would be the same, and the scene little 

 altered. The memory of those happy years and the good 

 kind friends will always remain, and Naini Tal will always 

 be to me one of the fairest spots on earth. 



