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Updated: June 19, 2025
Inland the great forest, mantling the volcano's flanks, and spreading its harassing network like a far-stretching spider's web, checked European movements.
It is evidently of the Yucca type of plant, and has met with a singular transformation in the sleeping volcano's mouth, all its harsh and savage character turned into gentleness and grace, its armament of needles and daggers giving place to a soft, silvery down.
Women watched us from the doors of La Bassée still going on living here, somehow, as human beings will on the volcano's very edge and children were playing in the street. Husbands gone, food gone, the country swept bare why did they not go, too? But where? Here, at any rate, there was a roof overhead until a shell smashed it and food soldiers were glad to share.
That plan seemed the best, and they acted on it. They closed the cover after one more lingering, delighted look at the chest's gleaming contents, then they built the cairn. "One sure thing," observed Tyke. "There isn't anybody going to come up here for jest a little pleasure jog not much! That volcano's likely to spit again 'most any time."
Does its rock crust resemble the thick ice crust on the Arctic Seas, or is the earth, as later scientists believe, solid to the core? Is it heated so fiercely, miles below our feet, that at every release of pressure the solid rock bursts into molten lava? Is the steam from the contact of underground rivers and deep-lying fires the origin of the terrible rending powers of the volcano's depths?
But how, I was to forced to crash land on the island by the weather, and accidentally fell into the volcano's mouth. It was by my own freewill decisions that the circumstances of my arrival here were fulfilled."
And sound as sleeps that mansion, ye may mark in every chink A gleam, as in the lava-cracks by the volcano's brink; Through key-hole and through window-slit, a white and sullen glow And all above is rolling smoke, and all is dark below.
There was a legend among the people, they said, that when the greatest of all Popsipetel kings should be crowned in the ivory chair, this hanging stone would tumble into the volcano's mouth and go straight down to the centre of the earth. The Doctor said he would like to go and examine it closer. Underneath it we could look right down into a black hole which seemed to have no bottom.
Above the new crater a cloud of smoke and ashes, mingled with those of the atmosphere, massed over the island. Loud peals of thunder broke, and could scarcely be distinguished from the rumblings of the mountain, whose mouth vomited forth ignited rocks, which, hurled to more than a thousand feet, burst in the air like shells. Flashes of lightning rivaled in intensity the volcano's eruption.
The terrors of the sea and land When all the elements conspire, The earth and water, storm and fire Are but the shadows of thy hand; Do they not all in countless ways The lightning's flash the howling storm The dread volcano's awful blaze Proclaim thy glory and thy praise?
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