She trembled. "And these--are they to be valued as common pebbles?"

"Oh no," said he; "these broken fragments I have found are to us riches

far beyond our wildest imagination."

"Roland," she cried, "are you going down into that shaft for more of

them?"

"Never, never, never again," he answered. "What we have here is enough

for us, and if I were offered all the good that there is in this world,

which money cannot buy, I would never go down into that cleft again.

There was one moment, as I stood in that cave, when an awful terror shot

into my soul that I shall never be able to forget. In the light of my

electric lamps, sent through a vast transparent mass, I could see

nothing, but I could feel. I put out my foot, and I found it was upon a

sloping surface. In another instant I might have slid--where? I cannot

bear to think of it!" FRANK E. STOCKTON.

=HELPS TO STUDY=

What happened to Clewe's automatic shell? What did he decide to do?

Tell of the preparations he made for his descent. What occurred

when he reached the end of the shaft? Of what was Clewe thinking so

intently while making his ascent? Why did he go at once to his

office? What conclusion did he reach as to the central part of the

earth? What did he have to prove the correctness of his theory? Why

was he unwilling ever to make the descent again? This story was

written about the end of the nineteenth century: what great

scientific discoveries have been made since then?

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