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THE DE8EET 



sun's endeavor. If there are clouds stretched 

 across the west the ending is usually one of ex- 

 ceptional brilliancy. The reds are all scarlet, 

 the yellows are like burnished brass, the oranges 

 like shining gold. 



But the sky and clouds of the desert are of 

 such unique splendor that they call for a 

 chapter of their own. 



