of 



and asked, while getting a better grip on my 

 nerves, "What on earth is that?" While the 

 startled mountain-walls were still shuddering 

 with the shock, an enormous agitated column 

 of steam shot several hundred feet upward 

 where the fiery geyser had flamed. Unable to 

 account for these strange demonstrations, I 

 early made my way through heat and smoke to 

 the big bonfire. In the bottom of the gulch, be- 

 neath the bonfire, flowed a small stream; just 

 above the bonfire this stream had been tempo- 

 rarily dammed by fire wreckage. On being re- 

 leased, the accumulated waters thus gathered 

 had rushed down upon the red-hot rocks and 

 cliffs and produced these explosions. 



In the morning light this hanging terraced 

 garden of yesterday's forest glory was a stupen- 

 dous charcoal drawing of desolation. 



