246 FIRST JOURNEY IN EUROPE. [1839, 
anything to eat, so I climbed the mountain, very 
steep, and almost without a path; it evidently had not 
been crossed before, this season. From the top I saw 
the bay and village of Buochs, and in the distance, 
Stanz, which I reached at six o’clock; found an inn 
which within was more comfortable than its exterior 
promised. I think I never enjoyed anything more than 
the piece of cold roast veal and coarse bread, and the 
plentiful dish of strawberries with excellent cream that 
followed. Now that I had got out of the ordinary route 
of travelers, I determined to visit the valley of Engel- 
berg. I asked the landlord for a char-’-bane (as there 
is a good enough road for this vehicle) or a horse, to 
go this evening, but mine host seemed to have made 
up his mind that I should stay with him all night, and 
insisted that there would not be time for Engelberg. 
So not to disappoint him, I made up my mind to rest 
for the night, and sallied out to look at the village... . 
MeryRINGEN, 26th June. 
I have accomplished a journey to-day, such as I 
think few pedestrians have ever surpassed, consider- 
ing the difficulties of a great part of the way, — from 
Stanz to Engelberg, thirteen miles, then over a tre- 
mendous mountain, the Joch, 6890 feet high, among 
the snows and near the glaciers of the Titlis and the 
Wendenstock, and then by a long path, through the 
most sublime mountain gorge and valley of Engstlen, 
to Meyringen. The distance from Engelberg is reck- 
oned at nine hours (they always reckon by hours 
here), which on ordinary routes would be thirty miles. 
I do not know how far it really is. I accomplished it 
between half past eleven a. M. and half past seven P. M., 
and am fatigued past all conception, completely done 
