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|THE SHOCKING DISIIXUSIONMEWT
OF YOUNG HAROLD COl II
AWOKE FROM HIS HONEYMOON
(To Find Himself Wed to a Wo mini
Who Hud Lost Her Reason-Fran
ois Cutting;, the Father of the
Girl, (.ivt's the Couple a Lot itt
lioiuis — The Fariier Knew Hi*
Daughter "Was Afflicted.
In the- courts of San Francisco Har
•ld Courtenay, a descendant of those
earls of Xj^vun who have been heads of
the house of Courtenay since 1003, will
Beck restitution of his millionaire father
in-law, Francis Cutting, president of the
Cutting Fruit Packing company. .Ha
- that his bride was insane when
irried her, and that her father knew
Bhe was Insane at the time, says the
New York Journal. If we met them in
would gasp at the scenes that
will be unfolded when Harold Courtenay
MRS. HAROLD COURTENAY.
claims restitution and say they were
wrought," "untrue io miture," "im
possible." Love, deception, the terror of
a bridegroom on his honeymoon, the trag
edj of ;i mad bride, ;i .nad house, sorrow
and suif. linp. and a law suit as an end
ing of the whole pitiable and distressing
story— all lurk behind that one word
Hen the scenes are brought forth In
turn, as Harold Courtenay, of England,
Bays he will bring them forth in hi:* suit
against his Cather-in-law, Franois •Cut
ting, of San Francisco. This story, like
others less fearfully tragic, begins with
love. It began New Year's eve of th«
ts, __ j_,
Jg»^"*^ Stßau! and Minneapolis
year 1592. Through the windows of houses
up and down the thoroughfares of New
York city passers-by caught the glimmer
of lights, the sound of gaye-ty, tha ca
dence of a song.
The custom of seeing the old year out
and the new one in was prevalent then
as now. Supper partis, -theater parties,
dances, were all excuses for welcoming
the midnight hour and speeding it on
ward to usher in the next — tomorrow, the
beginning of 1893. To some hearts the
ringing in of the new meant the dawn
of hope; to others the ringing out of the
old meant the beginning of troubles un
Within the windows of No. 38, East
Sixty-third street, from tarty in the even
ing, of that New Year's eve the lights
shone brilliantly. The shutters were half
closed only. Through the slats came a
.vision of flowers heaped in vases. A
glimpse into the background showed
standing against velvet portieres a bower
of roses, alternating pink and white.
Forms flitted constantly back and forth.
All day long people had been coming
and going. Workmen, caterers, confec
tioners had arrived. The neighbors be
hind their shutters had watchtd furtively.
Children had stood about the stoop open
mouthed. Maids and school girls had tar
ried, wide-eyed, gazing up into the hall
way of the brownstone front.
All the dwellers oa that block at East
Sixty-third street knew that No. 3S held-
a maiden who was that evening to be a
They had seen her but rarely, which
was easily accounted for.
It is a saying that people in New York
may live next door to one another for
years and never know even one anothere'
names, but when a daughter is about to
be married the news is carried somehow
to the parlors and the. boudoh-s, as if a
bird carried the news. So it was learned
that the young girl about to be married
was Isabella Cutting, the daughter of
Francis Cutting, the millionaire.
The name of the bridegroom floats from
hcuse to house. It is Harold Courtenay
All along the block, from corner to cor
ner, they knew him well. He is tall, stal
wart, erect, as a bridegroom should be
He is the son of an English physician
well bred, well born, a Courtenay, a de
scendant of the earls of Devon.
The whole block loves a lover, just as
well as the world does. They watch him
as he goes in to call on his bride. They
follow him, radiant, enthusiastic, up the
steps. There the door shuts him out of
view. They return to their sewing, their
games, their books.
Within Harold Courtenay woos his
bride. They have been engaged only a
short time. He thinks her rarely sweet,
wonderfully reseryed. She suits his Eng
lish taste, his English ideas. She is
brought up quite different from most
American girls. She never goes out with
him alone. She never even receives him
alone. There is always some one with her.
She is always properly chaperoned. He
looks forward to the day when the sur
veillance will be over, but meanwhile he
respects it and Is patient.
"Everything comes to him who waits,"
says the old adage, and at last Harold
Courtenay claims his reward.
Among the presents was one that the
neighbors had not seen arrive in a jewel
er's wagon nor a furniture van. It was
fifty bonds of the Maricopa & Phoenix
Railroad company, of Arizona, which
would yield the young bride and groom
an income of $2,500.
It was the gift of Francis Cutting to his
Three days later Harold Courtenay sail
ed with his bride for Genoa.
Tt all seemed as ideal as a honeymoon
should be — but here begins a chapter of
The scene on shipboard on that midwin
ter day when the Courtenays set sail was
THE ST. PAtJI, GLOBE, SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 12, 1899.
the typical scene of merriment and
Here a wife clung sobbing to her hus
band, from whom for some reason she
was about to separate for six weeks.
There a young girV coquetted, farther on
a group of Jolly travelers told their plans.
Somewhere aft a pair of lovers vowed
Below stairs among bouquets of or
chids , nnd baskets of fruit the young
C'ourtenays said their -idieus.
A whistle — a warning shout of "All
ashore!" Mr. Cuttlngr bent and kissed
his daughter's forehead, he grasped his
son's hand, and disappeared down the
gangplank into the pea of hats and wav
ing handkerchiefs gathered on the dock
for a last good-by.
For two days there is nothing on rec
ord to show that anything unusual hap
pened on board. The Courtenaya, who
were observed because they were easily
detected to be bride and bridegroom,
were pronounced an interesting pair.
This was due somewhat to tier delicate
beauty and habitually reserved manner,
somewhat to his distinguished and dis
tinctly English appearance, and, some
what after the manner of mankind, to
the fact that they were bride and bride
On the afternoon of the third day out
young Mrs. Courtenay sat alone, buried
in wraps :'.iid rugs which had been care
fully adjusted by her husband. In her
HAROLD COURTENAT. ~~
lap lay a book unheeded, with 1U leaves
fluttering In the wind. Her hands were
gloved to guard them from roughness.
Upon her head, confining her brown curls
but slightly, was a small jockey cap
with the vizier front Just shielding her
forehead. Those who noticed her that
day noticed In her eyes a straining, earn
est, ardent, intent gaze that it was after
ward said was always characteristic of
her since the days of her childhood.
No one could ever telf afterward just
how or what happened. The most they
knew was that in ono terrible instant
they heard a terrific, piercing scream, a
cry so shrill, so agonized, that it seemed
to penetrate from one end to the other of
At the same moment a man with blood
that poured from his flesh in floods swept
past the terror stricken passengers and
hurled himself with one swift, unerring
plunge into the waters beneath them.
Panic reigned on deck until the passen
gers were made to understand that a
man of the steerage had cut his throat
and then drowned himself.
There was one personage only upon
whom this explanation seemed to have
no effect. Little Mrs. Courtenay's shrieks
rang 1 out through the ship with terrible
Hor husband, who had rushed from b>e
low stairs at the first intimation of some
thing wrong, sought to hold her in his
arm* to soothe her.
When he approached her her paroxy=ms'
became the more violent.
"Go away,'- she cried, wild-eyed' and
hysterical. "Don't kill me! Don't kill
me! You killed yourself. You are dead-!
I saw you with your throat cut— with
blood pouring from it.
"Ycu are dead— dead— dead 5
"You are a ghost!"
The scene that followed were terrible.
It was impossible to .soothe Mrs. Courte
nay or to persuade her that the man ehs
had seen commit suicide was not her hus
The physician on board did all in his
power, the passengers lent their sym
pathy and their aid when they could.
"More and more violent grew the poor
little bride. Tn her delirium she saw in
her husband only his spirit. She longed
to annihilate him and so obtain her peace.
She sought to do him bodily harm ard
was only restrained by constaut watch
It was asserted by those who had
known the suicide that he did astonish
ingly resemble Harold Courtenay, and
that young Mrs. Courtenay's haliueina
tion was somewhat pardonable. It was
predicted that as soon as she was re
moved from the scene of the fearful
tragedy she would forget it and recover.
He was advised to take her to a sani
tarium. He tried day by day during that
trip, which seemed endless, to think of
words by which he might convey to her
family the state of their dear Isabella.
Pale and wcrn, Harold Courtenay, two
weeks after his wedding day, arrived in
Genoa with his wife in a sirait.jacket.
Physician- after physician, first in one
European city, then in another, examined
her and sought to find cause why she did
not recover. One after another they pro
nounced her hopelessly Insane. After a
time she was placed in the Sbertoll asy
ium at Pistoga, Ttaly. <
Under the blue skies of that far off
s-.'hore where Harold Courtenay had
dreamed that he would woo his love, he
came gradually to the realization that
she was hopelessly insane.
His heart at that time was filled only
with pity and misery. The terrible duty
of informing her family became his. How
he studied to perform it gently he -tells
now with bitter denunciation.
In Italy the father of his unfortunate
wife joined him at last.
Gradually after this meeting an ava
lanche of terrible facts seemed to crowd
themselves into the mind of the unhappy
hu&band. He began to be convinced that
he was the victim of a plot so overwhelm
ing, so terrible that he feared for the
balance of his own brain.
For the first time he reviewed the days
of his wooing with horror.
He remembered that never for an in
stant had he been allowed to see his fu
ture wife alone.
lie recalled with absolute terror how
day by day and hour by hour an attend
ant had sat with her eyes fixed upon Isa
bella. He -called himself a fool now when
he remembered that he had seen in this
attitude of reticence only the charm of
Gradually he recalled that he had never
hr-ard any explanation of 'a period of time
during which Isabella Cutting had been
av?ay from her home. One day he ques
tioned the father on this subject. The an-"
swer he received was evasive.
Later Harold Oourtenay says he learned
that his wife had been Insane for two
years before he met her, and had been
confined in a private sanitarium in War
wick, Narragansett bay.
In the midst of his anguish the young
Englishman came to the conclusion that
he had been entrapped into the meshes of
a plot so cruel that he swore to have res
titution from the millionaire fruit packer
of San Francisco.
In the courts there Courtenay will claim
that Isabella Cutting's father arranged
for her marriage with him when he knew
her to be of unsound mind; that he did
this in the hope that marital felicity
would restore her reason.
"I, Harold Courtenay," claims the
young Englishman, "was selected an a
medium through which this might be ac
complished! I see it all now. My poor
wife was Introduced to me in one of her
lucid intervals, afterward the marriage
ceremony was hastened and I sailed on
my honeymoon the victim of a plot so
heinous that It seems incredible.''
BOTH WERE SUICIDES
XKW LIGHT ON THE GRKATBsiT
ROMANTIC TRAGEDY OP
YON PLANItZ'S; NEW BOOK
Ipon the < i^iwn Prince Rudolph of
Austria Supure«f»ed by Order of
the AuHtrlnn Court— The IU-Sturr
ed I'rlnue Committed Suicide in
the <.lot.ui> < sllf Of Mu>«-rlliiK
b>- the told Hod y of MarleVetsern.
The "whole truth" of the Mayerling
tragedy, the direst disaster that ever b3
fell the house of Hapsburg, may at last
be known— lf om*jaec^».. the statement of
a German author of good repute, Ilerr
yon der Planitz— by reading his book;
"The Whole Truth Regarding the Death
of ihe Crown Prince Rudolph of Austria."
This book ib now being excitedly discuss
ed in every corner of Europe.
All the more or less Ul-founued theories,
all the scandals and surm.ses and suspic
ions that have flourished during the ten
years since that mysterious catastrophe
which linked forever the names of the
crown prince and the beautiful young
Baroness Marie Vetsera, are, says Heir
yon der Planitz, at fau'-t. Rudolph's mam.
ory, he says, has been maligned, hi» death
misinterpreted. The true version, which
the author has been at much pains to
substantiate to the extent of 400 pages of
printed matter, is, he claims, the only
one which has ever attempted to do jus
tice to the ill-fated prince. Here, in brief,
is his theory:
There were, contrary " to repeated ru
mors, no murders done at Mayerling. Ru
dolph died from his own well aimed bul
let. Marie Vetsepa was also a suicide.
The startling feature of the new theory
is that Rudolph did not die willingly.
The baroness drank from her little vial
of poison because Rudolph had told her
there must be a final par ting- between
them. He had given his oath to the em
peror. But, dying, sine left a note ad
dressed to her mother. This note, which
shortly became famous, was really in
tended for Rudolph. It said: "Rudolph
and I must die-?' At the sight of the dead
girl, dead because of him, and of the
last words she had written, Rudolph" felt
that from so painful a situation there was
no escape for him but death. And inas
much as his reason later became known
to his fami!y and to the pope, his death
was not regarded as a sin, and Catholic
burial was permitted. Vetsera's death
was premeditated. ; But never, until he
beheld her lifeless, did Rudolph feel that
he was constrained to choose the same
To understand HeVr yon der Planitz's
explanation oorf -r the tragedy the familiar
story must be retold according to his ver
A HANDSOME PRINCE. '
In January, 1889, Rudolph, archduke,
crown prince and heir to the kingdoms
of Austria and Hungary, was thirty-one
years old. He was tall, with a slender
figure and a strong, dark" face which the
Austriana considered handsome. He was
a brilliant soldiey-|ind a student as well.
He was loved by tiie people, and his per
sonal charm was such that he had un
numbered friends, among the warmest of
whom were Wilhelm 11., emperor of Ger
many, and the Prince of Wales. But, un
fortunately far Stephanie, his neglected
wife, the daughter of the king of Belgi
um, the prince was not -faultless. Not
only Wfts he openly^ tired of Stephanie,
who, at this" fate day, it is rumored, 'is
to console herself, and ".forfeit" ffer •for- < -
tune by marrying Count L-onyai, but ho
made tht effort ~-ttf" conceal bis successive
fjnieles for other "ladles of the Austrian
court. All other women were forgotten
when- the crown prince first saw the love*,
ly baroness, hardly, more than a child In
years, Marie Vet sera. This happened at
the Polish ball In Vienna in 1838. It
was the fashion t«? make much of Vet
sera. But the prince outdistanced all
her other admirers and made violent love
tn her immediately.
Yetsera, who was but seventeen, was
a wonderful brunette, with enormous
dark, dreamy eyes, that were the admira
tion of Vienna. Her neck was long and
slender, her bearing distinguished. In
temperament she was essentially roman
As the year wore? on Marie Vetersa and
the prince saw each other more and more
frequently, ustfatly ai the house of the
Countess Larisdta, a cousin of the prince.
The attachments was the favorite gossip
of the Vienna court. Nor can it be sup
posed that Stephanie, sitting at home
with her little five-year-old daughter
Elizabeth, heard nSthJng of the talk thit
was en so many tongues.
Meanwhile the friends of both noticed
changes in the infatuated pair. Marie
grew dreamy, oblivious to her immediate
surroundings, ajid :it' times melancholy.
She inquired moj-e than once concerning
the effects of Aflrioua. poisons. Of death
she spoke often and. calmly, quoting,
"Whom the gods love die young."
RUDOLPH? LOVES VETSERA.
Rudolph, who'liad grown more and more
wildly in love, at las* wrote to the pope,
begging permission to be divorced from
Stephanie and to niarry Vetsera. The
pope replied that in the event of a divorce
the prince must not marry again. If he
elected to marry Vetsera, who was so
greatly his inferior in birth, he was no
tified that he wouJd be obliged to give up
the throne. At the same time the pope
sent a courier bearing an important mes
sage to the prince's father, the Austrian
emperor. The emperor summoned Ru
dolph, a stormy scone followed, and Ru
dolph swore that he would give up Vet
Rudolph, always a passionate lover of
hunting, then abandoned himself to the
chase. His hunting trips grew more and
more frequent. During most of them he
made his headquarters at the old castle
of Mayerling. A hunt was arranged for
Jan. 28 at Mayerling, and Marie Vetsera
knew of it. Therefore, Rudolph, having
gone to Mayerling on Monday the 28th
and having received word from Vetsera
that she would come on Tuesday, stayed
at home from the chase to receive her.
That afternoon they held their final in
terview, the result of which was found
In a note the unhappy girl had written to
her sister: "Today he set before me plain
ly at last the impossibility that I could
ever become his; lie has given his oath
to his father to give me up. It is all over.
I go to my death happily."
Tn this pitiful n>te of a love-stricken
girl there is no* mention of Rudolph's In
tention to die.' f: Had 3l the two planned to
die together, wouidJ Rudolph have Im
pressed upon her the necessity of their
At the same'" tirno' Vetsera must have
been writing iu^e Rudolph srn.t the
following telegram "ft Vienna, vvhpre he
was expected *t a banquet in honor of
the Archduchess Valeric:
"To His Majesty the Emperor— Pardon
my absence. I am feeling ill. Tt is not
serious. Greetings to ihe archduchess and
to you all. — "Rudolph."
One of the darkejt features in this
somber story of Mayerling is the inter
views held at the caslle that afternoon
between the grown prince, Vetsera and
Vetsera's uncll, Baltazzi, who came to
Mayorlhiß to fetch her. Vetsera declined
to leave the dWsti'e, and her uncle's re
fusal to accept her decision cost him his
life. At the end of the interview he was
a mortally wounded man. The prince
having assumed the role of the girl's
protector, Kaltazzi flew at him in a rage.
The prfnee, equally aroused, seized a
w«apon. The wounded man was secretly
transferred to a remote part of the
house, and the same: afternoon a priest
waa summoned to the house— a circum
stance never before explained— to ad
minister the sacraim^nt to Baltazzi. In
the following April Baltazat died, and
according to credible authority, his body j
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lies in the same grave with that of his
The inward disturbance of both Ru
dolph and Marie at the dinner that night
at the castle may be taken for granted.
Yet outwardly each was gay and the
feast was hilarious. For entertainment
there was Bratllsch, the prince's private
coachman, who couid whistle marvelous
ly, and whose other accomplishments
were such that the prince received him
on almost an intimate footing.
THE TRAGEDY AT MAYERLING.
That night Marie bade an early fare
well to the guests In the castle. She
had come from Vienna with an unalter
able decision to push mattars between
herself and Rudolph to a crisis. Her al'
ternatlves were simple— Rudolph or
death. Rudolph had that afternoon firm
ly explained to her his future attitude;
he was ready to gfive her up. For her,
therefore, there remained only death.
The vial of poison she had brought hid
den in her clothes from Vienna, Placing
it beside her she wrote this note, with
YELLOWSTONE'S GEYSERS fIRE DOOMED.
Prof. E. H. Barbcur, of the State Uni
versity of Nebraska, on returning from
a visit this fall to th« Yellowstone Na
tional park, advised a friend who had
been contemplating a visit there some
.year when he was not too busy to post
pone his. trip no jong-ef than was abso
lutely -necessary. "Ifii'S "advice 'constitutes
the essence of a report which the pro
cessor has since made to thi* National
Geological society, in session at Colum
In 1394 the professor visited the park,
making a thorough study of its principal
features and supplementing his notes by
mc-ans of photographs and colored draw
ings. This fall, when- he v/ent through
the park for a second time, he was
shocked to find that five years had wit
nessed the extinction of a number of the
most brilliant of the show pieces. The
claim of the park people has a ways been
that the energy of the district remains
practically constant, and that when a
geyser dies it is only tc break out in '
some new form. Prof. Barbour investi
gated this phase of the question, but
could find no encouragement In the cases
that were submitted for his inspection.
In practically every instance the newer
outbreaks are weaker than those they
CHANGES IN FIVE YEARS.
The gradual exhaustion of the heat of
this district has long been predicted by
scientists. The flow of water upon an
immense pocket of lava left over from
a volcanic disturbance is the cause com
monly assigned for the tremendous en
ergy of the geysers. The gradual cooling
of this lava has been frequently dis
cussed, but the matter will come before
even the scientists in a new and startling
light when it is known that Prof. Bar
bour has recorded the destruction in the
interval between 1894 and 1899 of the
Minerva Ten-ace, the Beehive Geyser,
many of the Paint Pots and the great
Fountain Geyser, to say nothing of
others of more or less note, all telling of
a general lessening of the energy of the
whole district. Even "Old Faithful"
has dropped back from an hourly appear
ance to an eruption every hour and a
In this connection a story of what hap
pened similar natural phenomena in New
Zealand is most timely, and the story la
well told by G. R. Falccner in the last
issue of the Windsor Magazine. These
geysers and terrace.? of the Hot Lake
district wt-ro distant 38!) miles from Auck
land, and no traveler ever thought of
leaving the island without seeing them,
wild and inaccessible though the district
NEW ZEALAND'S TERR-AOEB.
Tha white terraces of Rotomahana rose
up in a series of twenty platforms in the
form of a gig-antic stairway. Each ter
race was perfectly horizontal and of a
dazzling whiteness. The top step was
vertically eighty feet above the base end
sat 30J feet back. From every platform
bubbled copious clouds of st<^m. A
stream of boiling water Continually
flowed from the geysers, and as it fell
slowly from tier to tier the silicates with
which the water was heavily charged be
came deposited and on its exposure to the
tiir wonderful lace work designs of in
finite variety and dazzling whiteness and
purity were lormed. Not far from the
white terrace was another termed the
"pink terrace," Where, owing to some
coloring substance in the sillcious waters
falling from the ge.\sers, the deposits
were of a delicate pink hue. from which
was derived the name "pink terrace."
June 10, 1886, the night was clear and
calm. Heavy rumbling sounds like rolls
of distant thunder filled the air, but there
was no very great alarm. The next day
dawned dull and gloomy. About 7:30
o'clock the morning grew darker, and
light gray ash, very fine, began to fall.
Mr. Falconer, who waa then living only
about forty miles away, says that al
though they surmised an eruption was
taking place in the Hot Lake district,
there were no definite tidings. AbPUt 11
o'clock the darkness lifted. All around
the ground was covered with a thin, filmy
its inexplicable postscript, to her mother:
"Dear Mother— l am going to die with
Rudolph. We love each other too dearly.
Forgive us and farewell. Your unfortun
"P. S.— Bratfisch whistled wonderfully
This done, she emptied the vial.
It was morning before Rudolph found
her dead— dressed in white, with wreaths
of flowers next her dark hair. After the
first shock was over his own decision
was quickly made. It was through his
doing that the slim, white body of the
"Little. Greek," as they called her in
Vienna, lay there rigid in death. He, a
prince, could offer no defense. The taunts
of servants even who knew of kia coward
ice and its victim would be Justly flung
at him. Then, under the same roof, lay
Baltazzi ailing unto death. He could never
mount the throne weighted with such
chains as these. Better a bullet and an
end of it. And there before him lay- the
tacit invitation to death of the woman
who had loved him flfer too well.
Steadying his hand, Rudolph wrote in
the gray light of that January morning
pall of fine ash to the depth of half an
inch, and it was afterward found that the
intense darkness was caused by a thick
cloud of dust blown out by the volcano
to a height so tremendous that it dis
persed over the country some miles away.
The manifestation was accompanied by
intense cold, the thermometer registering
five degrees' of ffost. This is explained
by the fact that the columns of steam
as they came hisslngi out of the craters
expanded as ■ they ascended and absorbed
their own heat, which became latent so
that the .heat was abstracted from every
WHAT INVESTIGATION DISCLOSED.
A day or two later the government
geologist arrived- anil preparations to in
spect the seat of the jdisaster were push
ed rapidly forward. On the fourth day
after the eruption the party arrived at
Wairoa, the Maori village. There was
scarcely a vestige of the settlement to
be seen, the whole village had been
crushed beneath the volcanic lava, and
the charred and battered remains of the
little village church and other buildings
protruded above the surface of the de
posit, which at first measured four feet
in thickness, but afterward settled down
to half that depth. One young English
man was killed, as well as the Maoris
who lived in the district and exacted tolls
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five letters. In no one of them doe-g he
give any reason for his death. At the
close of one, giving directions about his
property, he wrote: "I must depart this
life. Greet in my name all my good
friends and acquaintances. Good luck to
you. May God bless our beloved coun
To the Duke of Braganza he wrote: "I
must die. I could not do otherwise. Fare
The curtness and simplicity of thes^'jeij
ters support the belief that Rudolph died
because he thought it the only road open
to a soldier and a prince. There is no
hint of any romantic resolution to die
with his beloved. Indeed, in a letter writ
ten only a few days previous he made an
engagement for the Thursday following
his fatal trip to Mayerling. which does
not harmonize with the idea of a prede
Whatever may have been the workings
of his mind, the revolver settled his dif
ficulties. At 8 o'clock that morning he
was found, dead. Rudolph's pistol shot
had culminated the tragedy of Mayerling.
from visitors to the Hot Lakes. The
scene was the wildest imaginable. Tho
air had rushed over the land with cyclonic
fury, uprooting, tearing and breaking
trees that had survived the hail of rocks,
leaving- here and there a gnarled and
jagged trunk denuded of branches and
stripped of its bark.
The next day the .party set off for Ro
tomahana. As they apprrarhed the Hot
Lakes huge cracks extending hund:
yards in length and about a foot in width
were seen in all directions. The scene
was one of the strange grandeurs of ab
solute desolatiori? The upheaval of na
ture had blown the wonderful terraces to
atoms; steam was rising in dense clouds
from one end of the area to the other,
a distance of about nine miles. Rotoma
hana lake was a yawning caldron, from
which rose a majestic column of steam.
The ground was completely stripp
vegetation and covered with lava from
the mountain. The lava was reduced to
the consistency of flour, so that the ex
plorers sank in it nearly to their knees.
In six hours the whole aspect of the coun
try had changed, and what was one of the
most beautiful snots in the world was
transformed into a barren country, car
peted in lava and covered with debris.
The geysers, however, still abound in
profusion, and it is possible in time other
terraces may be formed.