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The
workers
used
as
levers
some
posts
taken
from
the
interior
of
the
oudoupa
,
and
they
plied
their
tools
vigorously
against
the
rocky
mass
.
Under
their
united
efforts
the
stone
soon
moved
.
They
made
a
little
trench
so
that
it
might
roll
down
the
inclined
plane
.
As
they
gradually
raised
it
,
the
vibrations
under
foot
became
more
distinct
.
Dull
roarings
of
flame
and
the
whistling
sound
of
a
furnace
ran
along
under
the
thin
crust
.
The
intrepid
la-borers
,
veritable
Cyclops
handling
Earth
's
fires
,
worked
in
silence
;
soon
some
fissures
and
jets
of
steam
warned
them
that
their
place
was
growing
dangerous
.
But
a
crowning
effort
moved
the
mass
which
rolled
down
and
disappeared
.
Immediately
the
thin
crust
gave
way
.
A
column
of
fire
rushed
to
the
sky
with
loud
detonations
,
while
streams
of
boiling
water
and
lava
flowed
toward
the
native
camp
and
the
lower
valleys
.
All
the
cone
trembled
as
if
it
was
about
to
plunge
into
a
fathomless
gulf
.
Glenarvan
and
his
companions
had
barely
time
to
get
out
of
the
way
;
they
fled
to
the
enclosure
of
the
oudoupa
,
not
without
having
been
sprinkled
with
water
at
220
degrees
.
This
water
at
first
spread
a
smell
like
soup
,
which
soon
changed
into
a
strong
odor
of
sulphur
.
Then
the
mud
,
the
lava
,
the
volcanic
stones
,
all
spouted
forth
in
a
torrent
.
Streams
of
fire
furrowed
the
sides
of
Maunganamu
.
The
neighboring
mountains
were
lit
up
by
the
glare
;
the
dark
valleys
were
also
filled
with
dazzling
light
.
All
the
savages
had
risen
,
howling
under
the
pain
inflicted
by
the
burning
lava
,
which
was
bubbling
and
foaming
in
the
midst
of
their
camp
.
Those
whom
the
liquid
fire
had
not
touched
fled
to
the
surrounding
hills
;
then
turned
,
and
gazed
in
terror
at
this
fearful
phenomenon
,
this
volcano
in
which
the
anger
of
their
deity
would
swallow
up
the
profane
intruders
on
the
sacred
mountain
.
Now
and
then
,
when
the
roar
of
the
eruption
became
less
violent
,
their
cry
was
heard
:
"
Taboo
!
taboo
!
taboo
!
"
An
enormous
quantity
of
vapors
,
heated
stones
and
lava
was
escaping
by
this
crater
of
Maunganamu
.
It
was
not
a
mere
geyser
like
those
that
girdle
round
Mount
Hecla
,
in
Iceland
,
it
was
itself
a
Hecla
.
All
this
volcanic
commotion
was
confined
till
then
in
the
envelope
of
the
cone
,
because
the
safety
valve
of
Tangariro
was
enough
for
its
expansion
;
but
when
this
new
issue
was
afforded
,
it
rushed
forth
fiercely
,
and
by
the
laws
of
equilibrium
,
the
other
eruptions
in
the
island
must
on
that
night
have
lost
their
usual
intensity
.
An
hour
after
this
volcano
burst
upon
the
world
,
broad
streams
of
lava
were
running
down
its
sides
.
Legions
of
rats
came
out
of
their
holes
,
and
fled
from
the
scene
.
All
night
long
,
and
fanned
by
the
tempest
in
the
upper
sky
,
the
crater
never
ceased
to
pour
forth
its
torrents
with
a
violence
that
alarmed
Glenarvan
.
The
eruption
was
breaking
away
the
edges
of
the
opening
.
The
prisoners
.
hidden
behind
the
inclosure
of
stakes
,
watched
the
fearful
progress
of
the
phenomenon
.
