THE ONE SUNRISE 137 



but that is because we are walking eastwards, and 

 the wind is of our own creation. Standing still, the 

 warmth of that quarter can still be felt, but not so 

 distinctly as when we walk. Then, in the bright red 

 patch behind the hill there rises an edge of glowing 

 tinsel, and slowly the sun comes out from the night 

 like a globe of molten iron. When he is clear we 

 swing so as to get him well within the corner of the 

 left eye, and we have the moon still faintly luminous 

 within sight of the right. Not a cloud visible in the 

 whole firmament a clear course for the Easter sun 

 to run from one horizon to the other. 



And later, from one pleasure resort after another 

 comes the news of thirteen hours' sunshine. Good, 

 warming sunshine it is, too, as we can testify. When 

 we had walked some two miles farther we came out 

 from a wood to the corner of a hill that the sun was 

 just gilding. It was half-past six in the morning, 

 but the invitation of the moss just there was so 

 very inviting that we stretched our limbs upon it and 

 slept as safely and as happily as on a midsummer 

 afternoon. 



