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at this dawn felt as if we had celebrated a grand 

 religious rite. 



With the approach of the sun, we climbed back 

 to the crest of the mountain, and, on the open ledges 

 of the Dome, we awaited the appearance of the 

 crowning glory of the hour. At last it came. Out 

 of a sky so clear that there was scarce a sign to 

 herald its uprising, from behind the clear-cut sil- 

 houette of the eastern hills, there suddenly blazed a 

 rim of flame, which grew into a segment of a circle, 

 and at last into a glittering disk. Our vigil with the 

 heavens and the silent earth was ended. When the 

 horses of the sun come stamping and champing to 

 the door, one must pay his charge at the sign of the 

 beautiful star and fare forth for the journey of another 

 dav. 



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