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Then the flashes began again, repeating the same order: . At the last flash, the man sprang to his feet, and searched the mountain peaks and spurs behind him. On lonely Granite Peak, at the far end of the Galena Range, a flash of light caught his eye then another and another. With an exclamation, he lifted his glass. He could distinguish nothing but the peak from which had come the flashes.
"Take your hands off me!" roared the mutinous pupil, as he struggled to release himself from the grasp of the stalwart seaman. Peaks took him by the collar with one hand, and held his wrist with the other, on one side, while Leech did the same on the other side. "Walk him aft," repeated the principal. "Mr. Fluxion, may I trouble you to bring up the irons?" continued Mr.
Bitter, cruel frost; hard, sparkling snow; sticking out of the snow, the sullen peaks of the ice-covered, wind-swept mountains. Two massive forms, two giants on the sides of the horizon, the Jungfrau and the Finsteraarhorn. And the Jungfrau speaks to its neighbour: 'What canst thou tell that is new? thou canst see more. What is there down below? A few thousand years go by: one minute.
Towards these our path lay, and after having gone six or eight miles the hills began to advance into the plain right and left of us, and the ground became pierced here and there with blocks and pillars of limestone rock, while a few abrupt conical hills and peaks rose like islands. Passing over an elevated tract forming the shoulder of one of the hills, a picturesque scene lay before us.
Then the wounded man lifted a trembling hand. "Git me over home," he directed shortly, "An' fer God's sake, boys, go forward with this work till hit's finished." Through the tree tops came a confusion of voices, but none of them human. A wind was racing to almost gale-like violence and with it came the inrush of warm air to peaks and valleys that had been tight-frozen.
White peaks glittered against a vivid blue sky. The pines sparkled with frost and the snow in their shadow was a soft gray. The river looked as black as ink, except where it foamed among the rocks, and the gorge echoed with the crash of drifting ice that shocked and splintered on the ledges. The light was strong, and rocks and trees far up the slopes stood out, harshly distinct.
Then, a grinding tore the earth; something white glistening viscous crumpled coiled with untellable furious speed, shaggy and formless, out from the upper peaks coiled and writhed out like a giant python in titanic torture.
A couple of hours' additional steaming brings us to the lofty peaks standing on the left of the river, one of which, from the resemblance of its crest to the crown of England, has given rise to the names of Victoria and Albert. They are over five hundred feet in height, and believed to be the tallest of any of the cliffs along the river.
Nearly a dozen lakes and ponds could be seen, and in a clearer atmosphere the foot of Moosehead Lake would have been visible. The highest and most striking mountain to be seen was Mount Bigelow, rising above Dead River, far to the west, and its two sharp peaks notching the horizon like enormous saw-teeth.
The glory deepened even as they watched. "The peaks of Paradise," breathed Dinah softly. Isabel was silent for a space, her eyes fixed and yearning. Then at length in a low voice that thrilled with an emotion beyond words she spoke. "I know now where to look. That is where he is waiting for me. That is where I shall find him." And then swiftly she turned, aware of her brother close behind her.
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