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numbers through the dense foHage, and brilliantly coloured 

 flies fed upon the greenish-white umbels of a small shrub. 

 Now the ascent became steeper and steeper, the under- 

 growth became less dense, the trees farther apart, and at last 

 we emerged upon the bare black rocks and stones of the 

 crater-Up. Five or six minutes more of hard climbing over 

 loose and difficult ground, by far the most tiresome part 

 of the journey, and at last, footsore and weary, we were 

 able to look into the great crater of the Euang, and rest 

 awhile after our exertions. 



The crater-cup is not particularly deep, and only a 



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Fio. 5. — The Euang Volcano. 



dozen small jets of smoke were issuing from its sides, but 

 there is a restless and uncanny look about it, which seems 

 to suggest the evil deeds it has done in the past and is 

 capable of doing in the future. The little jets of smoke 

 flicker and spurt from time to time, and, without warning, 

 great slices of the friable walls of the crater dash down the 

 slopes into the cup- shaped bottom accompanied by a dull 

 rushing sound and a cloud of dust. Turning from this scene 

 of restless volcanic energy to the peaceful sea at our feet, 

 a magnificent view rewarded us for the toils of the morning. 



