-) Yelt Conflagrations 



mist, form an angry-looking circle above. So the flames 

 rage, now hissing", now sighing, as they race swiftly to 

 devour the tall grass. Immense clouds of smoke hide 

 the mountain's summit ; but these are suddenly dispersed 

 by great tongues of flame shooting up to the sky, lighting 

 up the whole and making the sharply defined mountain- 



GRANTS GAZELLES MOVING OL'T INTO THE OPEN 



peak stand clear, towering and majestic against night's 

 black horizon. . . . 



The giants of the animal world come to drink at the 



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neighbouring pools undisturbed by the sea of flames ; 

 and only a short distance from my camp, dark, half- 

 naked warriors' forms crouch, armed with shield, spear, 

 and sword, as in the old-world battle-songs. 



That was the "fire magic" of our dreams, and night 

 after night the lines from "The Valkyrie" rang through 



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