world, stands between the lakes of Luzern and Zug. It is its situation, rather than its elevation, which renders it famous. Its summit is little less than six thousand feet above the level of the sea, but it stands in the midst of most lovely scenery, and from its top is presented an extensive panoramic view scarcely equalled anywhere in the Alps. The sunrise from the Rigi is a spectacle that every tourist contemplates with eager pleasure. Brilliant in dazzling whiteness stand the mountains under the first light of the morning; it begins to kindle on their tops its glowing beacon; suddenly the sunbeams strike their crowns and convert them into a boss of gold; first the tallest presents a gilded summit while the others wait in silence, then they, in the order of their height, come afterwards, relaxing, as the sunbeams strike each in succession, into a blush and smile. The splendor of the whole spectacle, when the sun streams all the magic of his beams to cast upon the land an enchantment greater than its own, is such as to overwhelm the soul with admiration and astonishment. All who sleep at the _Culm_, or topmost point, may expect to be awakened by the sound of a wooden horn, about sunrise, when every one gets up with the hope of a splendid prospect--a hope often disappointed: “Nine weary, up-hill miles we sped, The setting sun to see; Sulky and grim he went to bed, Sulky and grim went we. “Seven sleepless hours we tossed, and then, The rising sun to see, Sulky and grim we rose again, Sulky and grim rose he.” The Lake of Zug, or Zuger-See, is set like a fine pearl in a necklace of woods and gardens, fertile fields and hills, over which white houses are scattered like tents. Its banks are graceful, and in its waters are reflected rich and varied vegetation; near by are wide marshes dotted with pools, in the midst of which great water-lilies shine, and a few islets covered with vegetation, looking like baskets of flowers floating in the water. The Lake of Thun is the golden gate-way to the Bernese Oberland, and its wealth and variety of scenery is the pride of that Canton. The Lake of Zurich, while not pretending to vie with the others in stern and rugged magnificence, is unsurpassed in pastoral beauty; on either side rise gently-sloping hills of fruitful vineyards, at the foot of which, lining the shores, are prosperous villages. Here have been discovered the earliest traces of human activity, back in the age of Stone and Lake-Dwellers. Excavations from the old basin of the lake have hinted that it has tales to tell and secrets to reveal which for ages on ages may have been safely hidden beneath its deep waters.