midnight
There was only a sweep of silver sky above me and a sweep of moonlit plain about me . Dim to the southwest crept the dark shadow of the wooded Fingal 's Creek Valley , while against the horizon the big cottonwood tree was only a gray blur . The mind can act swiftly . By the time the moon had swung over the midnight line I had mapped out my course . And while I seemed to have died , and another being had my personality , with only memory the same in both , I rose up armed in spirit to do a man 's work in the world . But it cost me a price . I have been on a battle field with a thousand against fifty , and I was one of the fifty .