The scenery is enormous but not grand, and at first hardly seems large.

The lower parts are at first sight a series of gently undulating hills and wooded dells; in some places it looks as if one might almost hunt the country.

It is long before you realise that it is all on a gigantic scale; that the quickset hedges are belts of rhododendrons of full growth, the water-jumps rivers, and the stone walls mountain-ridges; that to hunt a country like that you would have to ride a horse at least two hundred feet high.

You cannot see at first, or even for some time, that the gentle-looking hill is a mountain of five or six thousand feet; in Simla you will not believe you are three thousand feet above the level of the Rhigi Kulm in Switzerland.

Persons who are familiar with the aspect of the Rocky Mountains are aware of the singular lack of dignity in those enormous elevations.