"At the little town of Vevey in Switzerland there is a 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 chalkwhite 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."