Curling, hockey, skiing, tobogganing and bobbing were in full swing; the splendid hotels crowded; dinners and dances every day.

A very jolly place indeed.
After ten days' stay a sledge took me over the mountains to Chiavenna, thence steamer over the lake to Como, and train to Milan.

It was very cold and foggy there, but the city is a handsome one; I saw the Cathedral, the arcade, etc., and visited the famous Scala Opera House and its wonderful ballet.

Thence to Genoa--very cold--and on to Monte Carlo, at once entering a balmy, delicious climate.

The season was just beginning, but the play-rooms were pretty full.