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 gained a new strength with which to contend. But that would be tomorrow. This was today!

The eagle again. The strange, high, swooping flight as if keeping time to some vast organ-harmony of the universe, too deep for his senses to perceive. That high, circling flight—what was its motor power? Now the great bird swept nearer; it was almost over Marlborough Ridge. Now it took a curve nearer his own head and he could plainly see the enormous sweep of the motionless wings. It was so near that he suddenly called to it in a great shout and on his word the eagle jumped! It took a swift, almost right-angled swoop upward. The observer had not realized that anything could disturb that stately flight.

He ate and drank and was satisfied; drenched with content He watched a col-