274 BEAUTIES OF MORN. 



the deep jungle on the first appearance of dawn, 

 when the jungle-cock sounds the "r6veille." 

 Bison and deer retire slowly from the open glades 

 where they have pastured during the night, and 

 seek the shade of the thick cover. 



At this early hour there is generally a cool 

 breeze, and the morning air is fresh and bracing; 

 but very shortly the whole of the eastern horizon 

 glows with ruddy lustre, and the sun bursts forth 

 in a blaze of living light, and seems to travel on 

 his way in the heavens with much more rapidity 

 than in northern climes. This is the moment for 

 the lover of the beautiful to see the forest, for 

 the dewdrops on the leaves and ground sparkle 

 like brilliants, and at no other time are the varied 

 colours of the verdure so vivid. The lights and 

 shades show to the best advantage, and a pecu- 

 liarly harmonious charm reigns over the whole 

 face of Nature, which must strike upon the heart 

 even of the most apathetic spirit, and make him 

 feel, with the great poet, that 



" There is a pleasure in the pathless woods." 



