It was always before me, to arrest my progress.

I could not evade it, I could not overleap it; and yet, there stood Min calling to me, and beckoning to me--and, I could not join her.

It was maddening! The moonlight faded.

The twinkling stars went in one by one.

There was a subdued darkness for a moment; and then, day appeared to break.
The snowy expanse appeared to blush all over-- "And on the glimmering limit far withdrawn God made himself an awful rose of dawn." Did you ever watch an Alpine sunrise?
How the light leaps from peak to peak, warming the monotonous white landscape in an instant with a tinge of crimson lake, and making the ice prisms sparkle like sapphires! It was just so in my dream:--not a detail was omitted.
With the brightening of the dawn my troubles began to disappear.