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Updated: June 24, 2025
It was not until this time they discovered that their pocket compasses pointed the north as being in a totally different direction from what they had supposed. Phineas Roebach had declared the native settlement of Aleukan to be directly north and west of the place where he had tapped the mud-spouter.
They dragged the empty sleds after the dogs were killed for several miles and then went into camp beside the stream, while the sun rose and warmed them most uncomfortably. Roebach suggested abandoning the sleds as they could carry the little stock of movables they now owned. But Andy was opposed to this as he feared the professor might break down, in which event they would have to drag him.
He would not discuss the situation at all; but his serious visage and his anxious manner betrayed to them all that he was disturbed indeed by the strange, pale planet he had so closely examined. Mr. Roebach turned loose his dogs again and climbed gingerly aboard the flying machine.
"Perhaps that puts it quite as simply," said Professor Henderson, smiling grimly. "The ocean 'slopped over'. It was either left behind to partly fill the cavity left by the departure of this torn-away world we are living on, or it has receded into the valleys and sinks upon the other side of this small planet." Phineas Roebach threw up both hands and groaned. "It's as clear as mud!" he cried.
"But we must have a forge." "This geyser will stop playing after a bit, we will hope," said the professor, encouragingly. "If the flying machine is not past repair we need not worry. Nor need you, Mr. Roebach. We can all get away from this region if it becomes necessary." "Ma goodness!" gasped Washington White, who had listened to this speech with his mouth ajar.
"And what is that, Master Jack?" asked the oil man. "Wish we were aboard the Snowbird and that she was all right. That's what I wish." "And I reckon the boy's right," said Phineas Roebach, with a sigh. "As much as I object to flying through the air, an airship now would be a God-send indeed." What bear meat the wolves had not destroyed the water now washed away.
Those fellows have got it into their heads that we are somehow the cause of these misfortunes that have overtaken this part of the hemisphere." "You go out and parley with them, Mr. Roebach," suggested the professor. "You can't parley with them while their 'mad' is up," said the oil man. "They're charging. Give them a volley and don't be afraid to shoot low.
The second sled came; on, the professor relieving Roebach at the helm, and the oil man and Washington White pouring in volley after volley at the bears. The black man was a good shot and in the excitement of the battle he forgot to be terrified. His bullets told as well as did those from the rifle of Phineas Roebach.
Washington had run in and saved Buttsy in his cage, and they had all retired now to the little plateau from the verge of which Washington had made his famous leap to the backs of the two Indians. Phineas Roebach had released the dogs from the shed where they had been confined.
"Dogs!" thought Mark, remembering the Alaskans that Phineas Roebach had been forced to abandon. "They have gone mad." But the next moment he saw his mistake. They were wolves huge, gaunt, shaggy fellows, with gaping jaws displaying rows of ferocious teeth. They charged him in awful silence, their great claws scratching over the ice.
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