"Fairyland Come True"

October 1912-To helth, energy, and a normal aptitude for outdoor life, winter of the genuin sort is a continual inspiration. Nature is no more hostil than in summer, but her mood is more austere and exacting; her friendship is still open, but on terms which exclude the timid and uncertain of hart. The woods in winter offer more in certain ways than in summer, and he who has seen the Adirondacks only when skies are soft and trees in leaf has mist some of the noblest moods of that magnificent country.

The splendor of those snowcovered mountain ranges is a perpetual delight; it seems an adequate and satisfying disclosure of the resources which one feels but does not always see in hill and sky. For the sky is never detacht from those rounded and snowy peaks; it is the delicate background against which they always repose, and into which, at long distances, they seem to lose their outlines. The snow, constantly renewd, lies stainless on every road and woodland path; sometimes after a light fall, every twig and leaf holds its tiny portion, and as one passes thru the forest the silence, the whiteness, the glistening recesses of what was once shade but is now dazzling light, make it seem as if fairyland had somehow come true.

Lake Placid Club Notes

*Lake Placid Club used "simpler spelling" in their publications.  I have copied the article as it was originally published.