Enthralled by the power of the fiddler, we are drawn
up the mountains. We breathe the rarified atmosphere
of the highest peaks, and feel the strange, penetrating
light of the midsummer night, the light which is neither
of day nor night, but seems to come from another world
"and force itself beyond our heavy eyelids!" It is the
moment when the "great red sun of night stands still,
while mortals dream!"

We see the vision ; we seem to tread upon the clouds ;
we are under the spell of the enchantment! The story
is one of love and renunciation. The "great moment"
has to be paid for! She who cannot live within her
mother's white dwelling has to die! "She has gone too
long upon the mountains with the sight of the glisten-
ing snow in her eyes." She enters the land of mist!

Since "Peer Gynt" we have hardly had any lyric
drama from Norway so full of the poetry and mysticism
of the mountains, as this work by the promising young
author, Arne Norrevang.
BROWN BROTHERS, PUBLISHERS
N. E. Cor. Fifth and Pine Streets, Philadelphia.
