was still there and able to move. In about one minute of time the whole surface had broken and it sunk to nearly its original depths. Then it showed itself in various ways. Of course we could not go down to where we had walked the day before, nor even near the third lake Hale-mau-mau, for the gases were blown in just that direction. We were now held in the distance for our views. We gathered Pele's hair. This is the lava as it is blown into glassy hairs, like the hairing of maple sugar, and lodges on the banks. (Pele is the goddess of volcanos, and when angry tears out her hair.) The Peebles here left us, feeling fraid for their efforts, but not adequate to the rambling and exploring that we should do. We went on, and over, and up, and down everything we came to, where it did seem impossible to get over. We visited banks which had been beautiful but delicate formations of sulphur and other solidified minerals. We spent nearly all day, and went over places I doubt if women ever go. When we got back to the Volcano House, they said we had walked twelve miles, and I thought we had. On our way out, we came down on what seemed to be a recent flow of lava. It was so hot we could scarcely walk; we had to go fast to keep our feet from burning. At night we looked over into the crater, and the fire at the lakes was very active, being thrown up in splashes like hot boiling sugar, or pudding, so high as to see it very distinctly from the house, which must have been seventy or eighty feet. The reflected light too was more brilliant, and , just below us to our surprise, just where we had been walking over that hot crust only a few hours before, was a great river of flowing lava, and in an hour more, the crust broke into one mass of flowing, liquid lava, covering hundreds of acres. We were treated to a roasted pig standing on all fours on the plate, for our dinner, after which we took a steam bath. A rude house is built over the hot sulphur crack, and a box arranged so that you get in and sit with your head just out of the top, your neck enclosed like a persons feet in stocks. A pipe from the steam crack communicates