The Hawaiian Archipelago - Six Months Among The Palm Groves, Coral Reefs, And Volcanoes Of The Sandwich Islands By Isabella L. Bird
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For The First Time Our Guide Hesitated As To The Right Track, For
The Faint Suspicion Of White Smoke, Which Had Kept Alive Our Hope
That The Fire Was Still Burning, Had Ceased To Be Visible.
We
called a halt while he reconnoitred, tried to eat some food, found
that our pulses were beating 100
A minute, bathed our heads,
specially our temples, with snow, as we had been advised to do by
the oldest mountaineer on Hawaii, and heaped on yet more clothing.
In fact, I tied a double woollen scarf over all my face but my eyes,
and put on a French soldier's overcoat, with cape and hood, which
Mr. Green had brought in case of emergency. The cold had become
intense. We had not wasted words at any time, and on remounting,
preserved as profound a silence as if we were on a forlorn hope,
even the natives intermitting their ceaseless gabble.
Upwards still, in the cold bright air, coating the edges of deep
cracks, climbing endless terraces, the mules panting heavily, our
breath coming as if from excoriated lungs, - so we surmounted the
highest ledge. But on reaching the apparent summit we were to all
appearance as far from the faint smoke as ever, for this magnificent
dome, whose base is sixty miles in diameter, is crowned by a ghastly
volcanic table-land, creviced, riven, and ashy, twenty-four miles in
circumference. A table-land, indeed, of dark grey lava, blotched by
outbursts, and torn by streams of brown a-a, full of hideous
crevasses and fearful shapes, as if a hundred waves of lava had
rolled themselves one on another, and had congealed in confused
heaps, and been tortured in all directions by the mighty power which
had upheaved the whole.
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