On a Torn-Away World; Or, the Captives of the Great Earthquake

bout the spot where Mark and Andy Sudds had disembarked from the flying machine. They soon saw severa

of them, and they were

d the old hunter and

y indication of shootin

es, pointing them

ver, his huge body so entirely sheltered Mark and Andy that neither was much terrified by the Indians. Besides, the Maine

aid the oil man, turning finally to speak to

ssor Henderson and the othe

or some distance, but did not find it. My

y saw through the trees, and lower on the mountain side, they heard a hail and looked up to see Prof

rty; is it?" dem

ir," sa

The Aleuts will not hurt you, no

ept both eyes on the red men. The latter, however, kept to themselv

hen in earshot. "Here t

fes

e?" "Your beautiful 'plane is badly wrecked, Mark, my boy," said Professor Henderson. "But I believe we shall

. "But they have got mighty nasty dispositions. If it

cabin," Mark proposed. "I do not

in between the professor and the Aleuts, as the whole party descended t

m more clearly. Near at hand was the framework of a boring machine, or derrick. The profe

he ejaculated. "One would think there

began to rub his hands together and his eyes twinkled. "I declare! I declare!" he repeated. "A se

eyes opened very wi

mik', Professor Henderson? I suah d

id Jack, as the professor paid no

ke along wid dat chrisomela-bypunktater plant?

huge, two-roomed log cabin in which Phineas Roebach made his headquarters. The "oil hunt

almost as well as white folks. At any rate, she can make coffee and fry bacon. This is Prof

pply of dogs and sleds, too, with a goodly store of provisions. If worse came to worst and the flying machine could not be at once prepared, Mr. Roebach could supply the party with transportation to the Ind

More than half the way you travel over a glacier, and as the icefield has not

ver the safe descent of the aeroplane, when they were startled by a sudden, jarring shock. The cabin r

t?" demande

n to the door. Before he could open it, the door was broken in by the

aculated Phineas Roebach, g

l hunter was thrown to the floor, as was everybody else in the house who was not

in faster than they came in. But they had nothing on Washingto

safer place. Here, however, it seemed that they could not keep their feet. They reeled about like drunken men, and the forest tre

g sound which hummed continually in their ears, and the vibrations of the