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Alive
—
all
three
?
No
!
Allen
had
been
so
deeply
covered
by
the
sliding
soil
that
he
was
already
smothered
,
but
Arthur
Pym
and
Dirk
Peters
contrived
to
drag
themselves
on
their
knees
,
and
opening
a
way
with
their
bowie
knives
,
to
a
projecting
mass
of
harder
clay
,
which
had
resisted
the
movement
from
above
,
and
from
thence
they
climbed
to
a
natural
platform
at
the
extremity
of
a
wooded
ravine
.
Above
them
they
could
see
the
blue
sky
-
roof
,
and
from
their
position
were
enabled
to
survey
the
surrounding
country
.
An
artificial
landslip
,
cunningly
contrived
by
the
natives
,
had
taken
place
.
Captain
William
Guy
and
his
twenty
-
eight
companions
had
disappeared
;
they
were
crushed
beneath
more
than
a
million
tons
of
earth
and
stones
.
The
plain
was
swarming
with
natives
who
had
come
,
no
doubt
,
from
the
neighbouring
islets
,
attracted
by
the
prospect
of
pillaging
the
Jane
.
Seventy
boats
were
being
paddled
towards
the
ship
.
The
six
men
on
board
fired
on
them
,
but
their
aim
was
uncertain
in
the
first
volley
;
a
second
,
in
which
mitraille
and
grooved
bullets
were
used
,
produced
terrible
effect
.
Nevertheless
,
the
Jane
being
boarded
by
the
swarming
islanders
,
her
defenders
were
massacred
,
and
she
was
set
on
fire
.
Finally
a
terrific
explosion
took
place
—
the
fire
had
reached
the
powder
store
—
killing
a
thousand
natives
and
mutilating
as
many
more
,
while
the
others
fled
,
uttering
the
cry
of
tékéli
-
li
!
tékéli
-
li
!
During
the
following
week
,
Arthur
Pym
and
Dirk
Peters
,
living
on
nuts
and
bitterns
’
flesh
,
escaped
discovery
by
the
natives
,
who
did
not
suspect
their
presence
.
They
found
themselves
at
the
bottom
of
a
sort
of
dark
abyss
including
several
planes
,
but
without
issue
,
hollowed
out
from
the
hillside
,
and
of
great
extent
.
The
two
men
could
not
live
in
the
midst
of
these
successive
abysses
,
and
after
several
attempts
they
let
themselves
slide
on
one
of
the
slopes
of
the
hill
.
Instantly
,
six
savages
rushed
upon
them
;
but
,
thanks
to
their
pistols
,
and
the
extraordinary
strength
of
the
half
-
breed
,
four
of
the
assailants
were
killed
.
The
fifth
was
dragged
away
by
the
fugitives
,
who
reached
a
boat
which
had
been
pulled
up
on
the
beach
and
was
laden
with
three
huge
turtles
.
A
score
of
natives
pursued
and
vainly
tried
to
stop
them
;
the
former
were
driven
off
,
and
the
boat
was
launched
successfully
and
steered
for
the
south
.
Arthur
Pym
was
then
navigating
beyond
the
eighty
-
fourth
degree
of
south
latitude
.
It
was
the
beginning
of
March
,
that
is
to
say
,
the
antarctic
winter
was
approaching
.
Five
or
six
islands
,
which
it
was
prudent
to
avoid
,
were
visible
towards
the
west
.
Arthur
Pym
’
s
opinion
was
that
the
temperature
would
become
more
mild
by
degrees
as
they
approached
the
pole
.
They
tied
together
two
white
shirts
which
they
had
been
wearing
,
and
hoisted
them
to
do
duty
as
a
sail
.
At
sight
of
these
shirts
the
native
,
who
answered
to
the
name
of
Nu
-
Nu
,
was
terrified
.
For
eight
days
this
strange
voyage
continued
,
favoured
by
a
mild
wind
from
the
north
,
in
permanent
daylight
,
on
a
sea
without
a
fragment
of
ice
,
indeed
,
owing
to
the
high
and
even
temperature
of
the
water
,
no
ice
had
been
seen
since
the
parallel
of
Bennet
Island
.
Then
it
was
that
Arthur
Pym
and
Dirk
Peters
entered
upon
a
region
of
novelty
and
wonder
.
Above
the
horizon
line
rose
a
broad
bar
of
light
grey
vapour
,
striped
with
long
luminous
rays
,
such
as
are
projected
by
the
polar
aurora
.
A
very
strong
current
came
to
the
aid
of
the
breeze
.
The
boat
sailed
rapidly
upon
a
liquid
surface
of
milky
aspect
,
exceedingly
hot
,
and
apparently
agitated
from
beneath
.
A
fine
white
ash
-
dust
began
to
fall
,
and
this
increased
the
terror
of
Nu
-
Nu
,
whose
lips
trembled
over
his
two
rows
of
black
ivory
.
On
the
9th
of
March
this
rain
of
ashes
fell
in
redoubled
volume
,
and
the
temperature
of
the
water
rose
so
high
that
the
hand
could
no
longer
bear
it
.
The
immense
curtain
of
vapour
,
spread
over
the
distant
perimeter
of
the
southern
horizon
resembled
a
boundless
cataract
falling
noiselessly
from
the
height
of
some
huge
rampart
lost
in
the
height
of
the
heavens
.
Twelve
days
later
,
it
was
darkness
that
hung
over
these
waters
,
darkness
furrowed
by
luminous
streaks
darting
from
the
milky
depths
of
the
Antarctic
Ocean
,
while
the
incessant
shower
of
ash
-
dust
fell
and
melted
in
its
waters
.
