Toward morning the flyers observed a volcano in active eruption off to the southeastward, apparently on the island of Timor.  It was a beautiful sight, so wonderful that John awoke the sleepers, that they too might enjoy it.  Fantastic lights of various colors shot upward from the crater.  These shafts lit up billowing clouds of smoke and ashes, which poured out in awe-inspiring volume.  Back of it all stood the dark-blue velvet sky, against which the pyrotechnics were embossed in a stunning manner.  Man could never have wished to witness a more remarkable manifestation of nature than did the young aviators, as they viewed the spectacle from their own favored position in the air.