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"I shall never forget to-night, Eldred," she whispered, "even if we live to be cross prosaic old people together. You may go to the other end of the world, now, and stay there as long as you like! I am sure of you; and I feel in every fibre of me that we are going to win through in the end." "In a hundred ages of the gods I could not tell thee of the glory of Himachal.
To know a character rightly it should be seen in its natural element; and the Lenox of the Himalayas was by no means the same man as the Lenox of the Plains. All his latent energy and vigour blossomed out like flowers at the first whisper of spring. 'The glory of Himachal' drew and penetrated and inspired him like nothing else on earth.
On the other hand, September is the month in which the Himalayas attain perfection or something approaching it. The eye is refreshed by the bright emerald garment which the hills have newly donned. The foliage is green and luxuriant. Waterfalls, cascades, mighty torrents and rivulets abound. Himachal has been converted into fairyland by the monsoon rains.
For, in truth, until he read that summons from Simla he had scarcely known how irresistibly the old free life drew him; how the white silence of the mountains called to him as friend calls friend; and the whole heart of him answered, 'I come. 'As the dew is dried up by the sun, so are the sins of mankind by the glory of Himachal. The words of the old Hindoo worshipper sprang to his brain, and for him they were no fanciful imagery, but a radiant truth.
The Himalayas are not so much a chain of mountains as a mountainous country, some eighty miles broad and several hundred long a country composed entirely of mountains and valleys with no large plains or broad plateaux. There is a saying of an ancient Sanskrit poet which, being translated into English, runs: "In a hundred ages of the gods I could not tell you of the glories of Himachal."
As the dew is dried up by the sun, so are the sins of mankind, by the glory of Himachal." From the Hindu. That night Eldred Lenox slept long, and dreamlessly; and awoke with new life throbbing in his veins.
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