They must note the shape of the corona, its color, its seeming substance, and they must look all around the sun for the 'interior planet.' "There was certainly not the beauty of the eclipse of 1869.

Then immense radiations shot out in all directions, and threw themselves over half the sky.

In 1869, the rosy prominences were so many, so brilliant, so fantastic, so weirdly changing, that the eye must follow them; now, scarcely a protuberance of color, only a roseate light around the sun as the totality ended.

But if streamers and prominences were absent, the corona itself was a great glory.

Our special artist, who made the sketch for my party, could not bear the light.
"When the two minutes forty seconds were over, each observer left her instrument, turned in silence from the sun, and wrote down brief notes.
Happily, some one broke through all rules of order, and shouted out, 'The shadow! the shadow!' And looking toward the southeast we saw the black band of shadow moving from us, a hundred and sixty miles over the plain, and toward the Indian Territory.