In the last few minutes, as it hung suspended, gracefully spiraled in the moonlight, it had seemed as perfect as the new-sprouted _moras_ at my feet. As I slowly walked out of the jungle I saw in this the explanation of the simile of artificial scenery, of all the strange magic which had come to me as I entered. The alchemy of moonlight turned all the jungle to perfect growth, growth at rest. In the silvery light was no trace of gnawing worm, of ravening ant, or corroding fungus. The jungle was rejuvenated and made a place more wonderful than any fairyland of which I have read or which I have conceived. The jungle by day, as I have said--that, too, is wonderful. We may have two friends, quite unlike in character, whom we love each for his own personality, and yet it would be a hideous, an unthinkable thing to see one transformed into the other. So, with the mist settling down and tarnishing the great plaque of silver, I left the jungle, glad that I could be far away before the first hint of dawn came to mar the magic. Thus in memory I can keep the dawn away until I return. And sometime in the future, when the lure of the full moon comes, and I answer, I shall be certain of finding the same silence, the same wonderful light, and the waiting trees and the magic. But Nupee may not be there. He will perhaps have slipped into memory, with Drojak and Aladdin. And if I find no one as silently friendly as Nupee, I shall have to watch alone through my jungle night. ATLANTIC READINGS Teachers everywhere are cordially welcoming our series of _Atlantic Readings_; for material not otherwise available is here published for classroom use in convenient and inexpensive form. In most cases the selections reprinted have been suggested by teachers in schools and colleges where a need for a particular essay or story has been urgently felt. Supplied for one institution, the reprint has created an immediate market elsewhere. The Atlantic Monthly Press most warmly invites conference and correspondence that will suggest additions to this growing list. It is of course apparent from the titles below that the material is chosen only in part from the files of the _Atlantic Monthly_. The titles already published follow:-- 1. THE LIE By Mary Antin 2. RUGGS--R.O.T.C. By William Addleman Ganoe 3. JUNGLE NIGHT By William Beebe 4. AN ENGLISHWOMAN’S MESSAGE By Mrs. A. Burnett-Smith 5. A FATHER TO HIS FRESHMAN SON A FATHER TO HIS GRADUATE GIRL By Edward Sanford Martin 6. A PORT SAID MISCELLANY By William McFee 7. EDUCATION: THE MASTERY OF THE ARTS OF LIFE By Arthur E. Morgan 8. INTENSIVE LIVING By Cornelia A. P. Comer 9. THE PRELIMINARIES By Cornelia A. P. Comer 10. THE MORAL EQUIVALENT OF WAR By William James 11. THE STUDY OF POETRY By Matthew Arnold 12. BOOKS By Arthur C. Benson 13. ON COMPOSITION By Lafcadio Hearn