The morning call., 1893-04-09

and triumph that re-echoes from the bluff
and strikes horror to every ear filings itself
through breach in the wall and rushe5
across the lava flow in fiery SHEET. The
black bottom heaves and quivers from the
blow. From the black ledge above another
great bowlder, tons in weight, is loosaned,
and falls with crash into the burning
depths. = The ledge on which we are stand
ing trembeS and cracks until we shrink
back with the fingers of fear at our threats.
The guide warns us to stay back of a GER
tain crack that he points out Tho bot
breath of the demoniae host leaps up and
across our faces. A mighty CONFUSION is
going on in the lake. The fiery waves leap
bigh-doubliDg, turning, twisting-now
sending their burning spray upward. now
dashiDg 1t madly over the rocks in millions
of flashing drouS, then pouring it out like a
torrent of life-Dl9od from Pele's raging
heart upon the molten lava spreading out
on the crater bottom.
The beat is intense. Standing nearly
600 feet away our faces are burned and
scorched. A dense eioud of smoke arises
from the surface of the lake. and bursts of
steam pour from every crack in the lava on
which we are standing. A strong wind sets
from us to.the crater. but even that does not
prevent us from getting a blast now and
then of the sulphurnus fumes that are con-
stantly arising. The lake Is now one fam
ing mass. and resembles molten iron just
ready to be run from the furnace. But such
a furnacel One thousand feet across In
every direction. A mile in circumference
Fretting, p!unging, roaring "a yeritabie
seething hell! One does not wonder that,
nominal Christians though they are. the Ha-
walians still come by hundreds 10 worship at
this fiery shrine.
And still the flaming fury RACES. Iust be-
fore us little jet of lava thTusts slender
finger over the wall. Another follows. and
still another. until five blood-red fingers
grasp the edge as though Pele contemplated
casting herself over the barrlcade ana hurl-
ing her fiery defiance at the universe. There
is great connection in the center of the
lake. The lava there has formed an i'm
mense cone, from which n squirting fame
ascends fully thirty-fiye feet, to descend
again IN rain Of crimson drops. Back of
II, spreading out tan shaped, still larger
fountain SplaShes and bubbles, while along
the further shore of the lake the waves of
liquid fire dash themselves into fury. 1t
sounds like the breaking Of heavy sea upon
rocky coast, such sea as no ship could
live In, and upon the crimson and golden
waves of which the huge lava cakes are con-
siantly being dashed to pieces. The sight is
enough TO inspire awe in the most careless
beh0ider, to bring sensation OF fear to the
stoutest heart. but no fear could overcome
the fascination in which The spectacle holds
one. l gaze into the depths of yawning
crack IN the floor below me and see the
glow OF the furnace fires beneath. | have
caught mother nature in her workshop at
her task OF world making. Well may |
tremble. Duny thing that am. whose tiny
light single breath from her flaming nos
trls could cause to go out in utter darkness.
The great hand has disappeared from the
wall. Down on the level the cooling lava
CLOVIS and SINNERS ana winks. The fount-
aims have run together at the back, and the
molten masses are still pouring over the
edge in six great streams. The demons are
working hard. but the Prince OF the Powers
Of the Air is slowly. surely, making his
forces felt The battle has ragged for five
hours and calm is coming, but Pele's
wrath still flames. Her fiery bosom still
pants and heaves. her anger still blazes and