particularly comfortable hotel.  There are, indeed, many

hotels, for the entertainment of tourists is the business of 

the place, which, as many travelers will remember, is seated

upon the edge of a remarkably blue lake--a lake that it

behooves every tourist to visit.  The shore of the lake 

presents an unbroken array of establishments of this order,

of every category, from the "grand hotel" of the newest 

fashion, with a chalk-white front, a hundred balconies, and 

a dozen flags flying from its roof, to the little Swiss pension 

of an elder day, with its name inscribed in German-looking

lettering upon a pink or yellow wall and an awkward 

summerhouse in the angle of the garden. One of the hotels

at Vevey, however, is famous, even classical, being 

distinguished from many of its upstart neighbors by an 

air both of luxury and of maturity.  In this region, in the

month of June, American travelers are extremely numerous;

it may be said, indeed, that Vevey assumes at this period 

some of the characteristics of an American watering place.

There are sights and sounds which evoke a vision, an echo,

of Newport and Saratoga.  There is a flitting hither and

thither of "stylish" young girls, a rustling of muslin flounces,

a rattle of dance music in the morning hours, a sound of 

high-pitched voices at all times.  You receive an impression 

of these things at the excellent inn of the "Trois Couronnes"

and are transported in fancy to the Ocean House or to 

Congress Hall. But at the "Trois Couronnes," it must be 

added, there are other features that are much at variance 

with these suggestions: neat German waiters, who look

like secretaries of legation; Russian princesses sitting in the 

garden; little Polish boys walking about held by the hand, 

with their governors; a view of the sunny crest of the Dent 

du Midi and the picturesque towers of the Castle of Chillon.