76 AT THE NORTH OF BE ARC AMP WATER. 
rested on the head of Paugus, and the air was 
so much colder that I was glad to put on both 
jersey and oilskin jacket. A dozen lakes and 
twenty-five mountain peaks were visible at half 
past twelve, and Mars had worked a place for 
his red eye, so that it could look down through 
the breaking clouds without interruption. 
Drowsiness now overtook me, and in order to 
keep awake I was forced to walk rapidly up and 
down the small area of the top, or to jump 
about over the ledges farther south. About 
one o’clock a light flashed brightly from a point 
near the Maine line; perhaps in Fryeburg. At 
first I thought it might be a fire which would 
gather strength and size; then, as it appeared 
to move and come nearer, it looked more like 
the headlight of a locomotive. My glass made 
it seem smaller, and the motion was so slow and 
irregular that I thought the gleam might be 
from a doctor’s buggy, as the man of sickness 
took his way through the night. 
My own light was now growing dim, so I 
extinguished it in order to save the remaining 
oil for emergencies. Immediately afterwards a 
bat flew against the lantern, and then perched 
upon a lichen-hung rock near by, to recover his 
composure. The moon slowly made way with 
the clouds, and by two o’clock a quarter part 
of the sky was clear. The mercury had dropped 
