[Illustration: THE DENTS D'OCHE, SAVOY ALPS.] _Beautiful Europe_ _The Lake of Geneva_ _By Joseph E Morris_ [Illustration] _A. & C. Black, Limited. Soho Square London W 1919_ LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS 1. THE DENTS D'OCHE, SAVOY ALPS _Frontispiece_ FACING PAGE 2. THE JURA RANGE FROM THONON, HAUTE SAVOIE 9 3. GENEVA FROM THE ARVE 16 4. SUNSET ON MONT BLANC FROM ABOVE GENEVA 25 5. THE DENTS DU MIDI FROM GRYON, ABOVE BEX 32 6. THE SAVOY ALPS IN WINTER, FROM THE ROAD TO CAUX 35 7. EVIAN-LES-BAINS, HAUTE SAVOIE 38 8. NYON CASTLE, LOOKING ACROSS THE LAKE TO MONT BLANC 43 9. THE SAVOY ALPS IN SUMMER, FROM VILLENEUVE 46 10. LAUSANNE CATHEDRAL FROM MONTBENON 49 11. MONTREUX FROM THE LAKE: AUTUMN 56 12. CHILLON AND RHONE VALLEY FROM VEYTAUX _On the cover_ THE LAKE OF GENEVA I. Whether you feel sympathy, or not, with Calvin, the theologian, who gave us, at not more than twenty-eight years of age, the epoch-making Christian Institutes, or with Calvin, the inflexible governor, who helped to put to death poor Michael Servetus outside the city wall of Geneva, on the garden slopes of Champel, you can hardly fail to realize at least some transient flicker of interest when you contemplate, beneath its solitary fir-tree, and hard by a clump of box, the small, white, oblong stone--it is less than a foot long, and marked simply with the initials J. C.--that is supposed to mark the grave, in the old crowded cemetery near the Plaine du Plainpalais, of Jean Calvin, the politician and man. The cemetery itself is a little hard to find, for it lies hidden away in a commonplace back-quarter of the city, in a part that is far removed from all that is brightest, and most cosmopolitan, and therefore most familiar, in Geneva. Nor, even when you find it, is this grave of Calvin obvious, lost, as it is, amongst a thousand other tombs which rise in some disorder from amidst an inextricable tangle of daisies and long rank grass, of lady's-smock and dandelions. As happens almost always in old burial-grounds in Scotland, there is here an eloquent lack of Christian symbols: Catholics are buried here as well as Protestants, but the spirit of iconoclasm is none the less supreme--plenty of broken columns, of import purely Pagan, but never, I think, the Cross, lest it savour of superstition. This, too, was Wordsworth's experience in the burial-ground at Dumfries: "'Mid crowded obelisks and urns I sought the untimely grave of Burns."