5 APRIL 1940, Page 18

THE PILGRIMS TO THE FEDERAL MOUNTAINS

SEE, we are set for mountains,

and though they lie below the horizon still we go to them. Some of us know the gains that such a conquest brings, and others fill knapsacks with picnic's sensible provision, others know the exaltation of the heights, but few consider the slow climb, instant decision, the starry, windy, bitter cold of nights.

Is there one wise enough to speak before we start? To say :—" the mountains are more monstrous than you dream, and they can break your bodies on their rocks, hearts by despair.

Be sure, brave mountaineers, you do not go

rollicking out to play, for fate waits there—

what you are matched against is well to know, and all our hope you on your shoulders bear."

URSULA WOOD.