it threw down a glow that was more noticeable than the true rays from the west. The clouds piled up into a dashing storm of wind & rain –
    Long after it became clear and dark, and the stars came out in the blue-black sky, and the cricket chorus was in full swing, the last remnants of the storm piled up to the east, their tops lit up with a pale ghostly light so that they looked like great white mountains – With the same intense silence, lightening fluttered from within of the these(sic) clouds.[i]