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Updated: June 14, 2025
If some volcano in the Alleghanies threatens North Carolina with a disaster similar to that of Martinique, buried beneath the outpourings of Mont Pelee, then these people must leave their homes." "I hope, sir, there is no such widespread danger." "I think not, Strock; it seems to me highly improbable that an active volcano exists in the Blueridge mountain chain.
Pierre, a column of fire, estimated to be 1,200 feet in height, which seemed to be endowed with the movement of rotation as well as onward movement." St. Pierre was no more. Rescuers were soon on their way. Twenty-three minutes after the clouds had been seen rising from Mont Pelée and the cable and telephone lines were broken, a little steamer left Fort-de-France, the capital.
Everything was a mass of blue lava, and the formation of the land itself seemed to have changed. When we were about eight miles off the northern end of the island Mount Pelee began to belch a second time. Clouds of smoke and lava shot into the air and spread over all the sea, darkening the sun.
Pelee, the terrific goddess of the volcanoes Mount Eoa and Mount Kea, was supposed to guard all the passes to the extensive valleys lying round their base. There are legends of her having chased with streams of fire several impious adventurers.
"Fifty years ago Mont Pelee burst forth with terrific force and destroyed everything within a radius of several miles. For several days the mountain has been bursting forth in flame and immense quantities of lava are flowing down its sides. "All the inhabitants are going up to see it.
As we weathered P'int Pelee, the surf nearly swamped us." "What a gran' feed we got frae thae gallant Colonel Talbot!" interjected Sandy McKay. "D'ye mind his bit log bothie perched like a craw's nest atop o' yon cliff. The 'Castle o' Malahide, he ca'd it, no less. How he speered gin there were ony men frae Malahide in the auld kintry wi' us!
I am mortally afraid Aunt Winnie has elected to wear amethyst this very evening, and when the combination gets together I expect something will happen something like Mt. Pelee, you know." "We might call it our elementary evening," went on Tavia, "and then look out for storms. You said the boys were coming?" "Coming!" and Dorothy sprang to the door. "They are here now. Listen to that shout?
Jorullo Great Monument Jorullo's Estate Interruption to his Quiet His Estate Swells Swallows Two Rivers Throws up Ovens Becomes a Burning Mountain Popocatepetl Spanish Ascents Orizaba Muller's Ascent Morne-Garou Pelee -La Soufriere What a fortunate man was Mr. Jorullo!
I called Chief Engineer Farrish to the deck. "'Do you see that over there? I asked, pointing to the eruption, for it was the second eruption of Mont Pelee. He saw it all right. Captain Freeman's story was fresh in my mind. "'Well, Farrish, rush your engines as they have never been rushed before, I said to him.
This institution had opened years before as "The Galveston Flood." Then, with some small scenic changes, it had become "The Mount Pelee Disaster," warranted historically correct in all details; now it was "The Messina Earthquake," no less. Its red and gold gullet of an entrance yawned hungrily, not twenty yards from where they stood.
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