::::::::3X THE VOLCANO BY moonlight xfe:::::::: 



What follows seems a direct result of the moment- 

 ary outpouring- of glory. As if the sun's rays had io-- 

 nited the pale clouds above the living crater, they take 

 to themselves a soft rose hue. This grows and grows, 



THE \i.il.LANO l.\ laiL'ITIOX 



more warm, more ])rilliant, until the height of colour 

 is reached. The sky and bank of clouds beyond the 

 mountain are of the darkest blue, while the sharply de- 

 fined column of white steam ascending from the crater 

 is stained a fiery red on the side toward the sunset. 

 From this point the red is spread out in an ever-widen- 

 ing path, its brilliancy softened until, in mellow tints 

 of roseate haze, it warms the whole western sky. Earth- 

 flame and sun-glory — the one the daughter of the other 



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