The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1889-08-09
SUNRISE IN YOSEMITE VALLEY.


Beauties Of the nrcaLins Day Amid tho
Gorgeous Works of Nature.
When nwoke the blaclncss Of darkness
still covered the land, but there was an indis~
tinguisinhlc something i'll the east that
warned me tile darkness must 10, 4 some
thing that was not light and yet gave Il pre-
monition of tho light. And there was light"
1t stole up, the white silvery light of dawn.
There was no color, as there We're no clouds.
Every thing was in an impenetrablo gloom
and the light stole gently up ind made n
horizon, yet leaving everything hitherward
still hidden beneath the pail. Then the peaks
began to define themselves, the highest first,
soon assuming an irreguurly serrutcd appear
ance against the light, like mighty teeth in a
gigantic broken saw. Then the light began
to show between the teeth and the saw up
pcarcd to grow thicker, and to glow through
out its length with u bright, silvery light,
more like electric light than anything else.
AS the light climbed higher Oh the horizon,
and more of it shone through tho clefts, the
saw was demolished and groups of tho higher
teeth formed themselves into moro or less
regular fantastic profile faces. One splendid
Punch like profile was the last to disappear,
frightened away by the advancing light,
able to recognize tho higher and further
peaks, then, us tho pail was lifted, those
nearer. Then there shot up from horizon to
zenith n beam OF still whiter light than had
yet appeared, and quickly there were moro
beside it, and moro and more, until there was
a halo of glory resting OH tho horizon and
lighting the whole eastern sky It grew
brighter AMI brighter, finally disappearing,
too glorious to longer waste itself on mortal
view, though tho world was better for its
having lived. All tho while tho foreground
was becoming palmer and palmer in tho pic
ture and feature after feature recognizable as
the gloom fed. A pinkish light appeared on
the edges Of the higher peaks and gradually
changed to a golden glare as it settled down
over everything. There was star, us Mt
Mirror lake, then Old Soils full face-and to-
day was just like yesterday md went to
Observation-Disclosures Letter from H. Il. White
Henrik 1bsen.
Like all earnest men Ibsen is easy to carl
cature, for he goes to the edge of the absurd
There has been u hue and cry about him all
over Gernanic Europe and particularly i'll
Berlin. That ho is a master Of his art, that
his pieces play superbly, has only made the
attacks on him the harsher. People said that
he was n pessimist-as if n man who believes
essentially in progress could be pessinst-
that in his hands the dramatic art had become
oratory, the stage rostrum; that he was
realist, he no longer believed in tho genuine
Il should say the notorious-German ldealis-
mus; as if the real world Of art and letters
cared what particular rules Of yardstick crit
icism arc i'll vogue at Berlin. In spite of all
this, however, there are multitudcs who read
Ibsen with great pleasure
So far as my experience goes, he has M cx-
traordinary influence OH young men. Tint
influence, however, is not n personal one.
skillful teacher sometimes frames for his
class problem the solution of which leads
them to Il general law that lies behind it.
Tho student is delighted with the tangibility
Of his new knowledge, and proceeds SO eager
ly to apply it, that, remembering tho law,
tho important thing, he forgets the particu-
lar stops by which tho tencher led him
to it; sometimes he forgets entirely the
part of the teacher. So it is with Ibsen.
A drama Of his presents a truth so
skillfully that one is cager to apply it to an
other problem, and eated with success, one
is apt to forget the way in which the truth
wns first brought to him. Sometimes in the
now enthusiasms which come from reading
1bsen's plays, one forgets lbsen himself
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