the midnight sun
He cried out in sudden agony . `` My God ! No ! '' Then at the sound of his own cry , the vision left him for a time , and he saw the river as it was , rosy in the light of the midnight sun . A sound behind him caused him to turn round . The Indian , awakened by his cry of anguish , had sat up and was staring at him in an odd way . `` It is all right , Joe , '' he said , and with a grunt the Indian lay down to sleep again .