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The
colonists
were
desirous
of
reaching
the
plain
upon
which
the
superior
cone
of
Mount
Franklin
had
fallen
,
but
the
lava
arrested
their
progress
.
It
had
followed
,
on
one
side
,
the
valley
of
Red
Creek
,
and
on
the
other
that
of
Falls
River
,
evaporating
those
watercourses
in
its
passage
.
There
was
no
possibility
of
crossing
the
torrent
of
lava
;
on
the
contrary
,
the
colonists
were
obliged
to
retreat
before
it
.
The
volcano
,
without
its
crown
,
was
no
longer
recognizable
,
terminated
as
it
was
by
a
sort
of
flat
table
which
replaced
the
ancient
crater
.
From
two
openings
in
its
southern
and
eastern
sides
an
unceasing
flow
of
lava
poured
forth
,
thus
forming
two
distinct
streams
.
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
.
Towards
seven
in
the
morning
the
position
was
no
longer
tenable
by
the
colonists
,
who
accordingly
took
shelter
in
the
borders
of
Jacamar
Wood
.
Not
only
did
the
projectiles
begin
to
rain
around
them
,
but
the
lava
,
overflowing
the
bed
of
Red
Creek
,
threatened
to
cut
off
the
road
to
the
corral
.
The
nearest
rows
of
trees
caught
fire
,
and
their
sap
,
suddenly
transformed
into
vapor
,
caused
them
to
explode
with
loud
reports
,
while
others
,
less
moist
,
remained
unhurt
in
the
midst
of
the
inundation
.
The
colonists
had
again
taken
the
road
to
the
corral
.
They
proceeded
but
slowly
,
frequently
looking
back
;
but
,
in
consequence
of
the
inclination
of
the
soil
,
the
lava
gained
rapidly
in
the
east
,
and
as
its
lower
waves
became
solidified
others
,
at
boiling
heat
,
covered
them
immediately
.
Meanwhile
,
the
principal
stream
of
Red
Creek
Valley
became
more
and
more
menacing
.
All
this
portion
of
the
forest
was
on
fare
,
and
enormous
wreaths
of
smoke
rolled
over
the
trees
,
whore
trunks
were
already
consumed
by
the
lava
.
The
colonists
halted
near
the
lake
,
about
half
a
mile
from
the
mouth
of
Red
Creek
.
A
question
of
life
or
death
was
now
to
be
decided
.
Cyrus
Harding
,
accustomed
to
the
consideration
of
important
crises
,
and
aware
that
he
was
addressing
men
capable
of
hearing
the
truth
,
whatever
it
might
be
,
then
said
,
--
"
Either
the
lake
will
arrest
the
progress
of
the
lava
,
and
a
part
of
the
island
will
be
preserved
from
utter
destruction
,
or
the
stream
will
overrun
the
forests
of
the
Far
West
,
and
not
a
tree
or
plant
will
remain
on
the
surface
of
the
soil
.
We
shall
have
no
prospect
but
that
of
starvation
upon
these
barren
rocks
--
a
death
which
will
probably
be
anticipated
by
the
explosion
of
the
island
.
"
"
In
that
case
,
"
replied
Pencroft
,
folding
his
arms
and
stamping
his
foot
,
"
what
's
the
use
of
working
any
longer
on
the
vessel
?
"
"
Pencroft
,
"
answered
Cyrus
Harding
,
"
we
must
do
our
duty
to
the
last
!
"
