Walked up the valley of the Aar, sallow-coloured and torrent, to the Grimsel.
The heights bounding the valley soon became a mingle of lilac and green,
the first the colour of the rock, the other the grass crestings, and seemed 
to group above in crops and rounded buttresses, yet to be cut sharp in 
horizontal or leaning planes below. At a turn in the road the foam-cuffs in 
the river, looked down upon, were of the crispiest endive spraying... At times 
the valley opened in cirques, amphitheatres, enclosing levels of plain, and 
the river then ran between flaky flat-fish isles made of cindery lily-white 
stones. In one place over a smooth table of rock came slipping down a blade 
of water looking like and as evenly crisped as fruitnets let drop and falling 
slack.

We saw Handeck waterfall. It is in fact the meeting of the two waters, the 
right the Aar sallow and jade-coloured, the left a smaller stream of clean 
lilac-foam. It is the greatest fall we have seen. The lower half is hidden in 
spray; I watched the great bushes of foam-water, the texture of branchings 
and water-spandrels which makes them up. At their outsides nearest the 
rock they gave off showers of drops strung together into little quills which 
sprang out in fans.

On crossing the Aar again there was as good a fall as some we have paid 
to see, all in jostling foam-bags.

Across the valley too we saw the fall of the Gelmer -- like milk chasing 
round blocks of coal; or a girdle or long purse of white weighted with 
irregular black rubies, carelessly thrown aside and lying in jutty bends, 
with a black clasp of the same stone at the top.