o’clock!The cricket chorus was still in full swing, the whip-poor-wills & the owls were still abroad only and sound & more wind. The moon goon[sic. meant to be gone?], it became dark, when I has expected light-
    The next time I awoke, a cloud overhead had a pale light on its eastern side. I sat up; I seemed on the edge of a huge precipice, for at my feet land ended in a pure blue white area, that seemed like sky – only at its top were the tips of some hills to the south – a big bank of fog had come up in the valley – Long after the light on the clouds had turned the pink and then to salmon, and a group of huge thundering clouds had flared up & faded away to the north, this solid bank of fog concealed the valley; it was strange to hear the various early morning stirrings