divided into two camps, and when the
provisions had been apportioned each immediately set to work to open
and distribute food and water. The sailors were the first to get one
of the tins of "food" open, and their curses of rage and disappointment
caused Clayton to ask what the trouble might be.
"Trouble!" shrieked Spider. "Trouble! It's worse than trouble--it's
death! This---tin is full of coal oil!"
Hastily now Clayton and Monsieur Thuran tore open one of theirs, only
to learn the hideous truth that it also contained, not food, but coal
oil. One after another the four tins on board were opened. And as the
contents of each became known howls of anger announced the grim
truth--there was not an ounce of food upon the boat.
"Well, thank Gawd it wasn't the water," cried Thompkins. "It's easier
to get along without food than it is without water. We can eat our
shoes if worse comes to worst, but we couldn't drink 'em."
As he spoke Wilson had been boring a hole in one of the water kegs, and
as Spider held a tin cup he tilted the keg to pour a draft of the
precious fluid. A thin stream of blackish, dry particles filtered
slowly through the tiny aperture into the bottom of the cup. With a
groan Wilson dropped the keg, and sat staring at the dry stuff in the
cup, speechless with horror.
"The kegs are filled with gunpowder," said Spider, in a low tone,
turning to those aft. And so it proved when the last had been opened.
"Coal oil and gunpowder!" cried Monsieur Thuran. "SAPRISTI! What a
diet for shipwrecked mariners!"
With the full knowledge that there was neither food nor water on board,
the pangs of hunger and thirst became immediately aggravated, and so on
the first day of their tragic adventure real suffering commenced in
grim earnest, and the full horrors of shipwreck were upon them.
As the days passed conditions became horrible. Aching eyes scanned the
horizon day and night until the weak and weary watchers would sink
exhausted to the bottom of the boat, and there wrest in dream-disturbed
slumber a moment's respite from the horrors of the waking reality.
The sailors, goaded by the remorseless pangs of hunger, had eaten their
leather belts, their shoes, the sweatbands from their caps, although
both Clayton and Monsieur Thuran had done their best to convince them
that these would only add to the suffering they were enduring.
Weak and hopeless, the entire party lay beneath
Tomorrow you may care to ride out and see it.Page 8
It stood at exactly five hundred miles from the earth's surface--and then of a sudden the huge thing that bore us came to a stop.Page 12
It was fully as large as the largest elephant and with great forepaws armed with huge claws.Page 15
But these were not all that my startled eyes perceived.Page 16
Apelike, they essayed to don the apparel themselves, but their ingenuity was not sufficient to the task and so they gave it up.Page 21
At Andover, and later at Yale, I had pitched on winning ball teams.Page 27
He said so himself.Page 35
" That was the excuse I made for Perry's benefit.Page 39
Other Sagoths were darting hither and thither in search of other slaves, and the moment that we appeared we were pounced upon and hustled into the line of marching humans.Page 43
There ensued a battle royal which for sustained and frightful ferocity transcends the power of imagination or description.Page 45
Faint light filtered from above through occasional ventilating and lighting tubes, but it was scarce sufficient to enable my human eyes to cope with the darkness, and so I was forced to move with extreme care, feeling my way along step by step with a hand upon the wall beside me.Page 56
They were fat and sleek, for they had been brought from a distant Mahar city where human beings are kept in droves, and bred and fattened, as we breed and fatten beef cattle.Page 57
The moment she mounted it seemed to be the signal for the other Mahars to enter the tank, and then commenced, upon a larger scale, a repetition of the uncanny performance through which the queen had led her victim.Page 58
devouring two and three of the slaves, there were only a score of full-grown men left, and I thought that for some reason these were to be spared, but such was far from the case, for as the last Mahar crawled to her rock the queen's thipdars darted into the air, circled the temple once and then, hissing like steam engines, swooped down upon the remaining slaves.Page 70
" Ja asked me what Sheol was, and when I explained, as best I could, he said, "You are speaking of Molop Az, the flaming sea upon which Pellucidar floats.Page 72
No, I am sure that I am safer in the hands of intelligent creatures such as rule Phutra.Page 91
XIV THE GARDEN OF EDEN With no heavenly guide, it is little wonder that I became confused and lost in the labyrinthine maze of those mighty hills.Page 92
Beneath these stood antelope, while others grazed in the open, or wandered gracefully to a nearby ford to drink.Page 95
He has been pursuing me across many lands.Page 100
If skill and science could render a comparative pygmy the master of this mighty brute, what could not the brute's fellows accomplish with the same skill and science.