sf TO CARIBOO AND BACK }-—

God’s way of doing things? His customary
action, if you like. Read history, study nature.
You'll find everywhere a succession of periods,
some of greater activity than others, some of
different activity to others. But wherever there
is life, a regular period of rest follows a period
of activity—”

The professor’s sentence was never finished,
for there came at that moment a deafening
roar that cut it short, a long-continued can-
nonade of sound. A few jumped to their feet,
but most of the travellers remained quietly
seated and waited for the crashing reverb-
erations to stop; for it was not the first time:
they had heard the like.

Betty, always terrified by noises, hid her
face in Mary Mulligan’s lap and trembled.

“Oh, that’s the worst we’ve ever had!” she
exclaimed when the frightful uproar finally
ceased. “That landslide must have been dread-
fully near!” : :

“Thank God it wasn’t on our heads, or there
would be no Cariboo for us, nor even any trace
left to show what had become of us!”

“Well buried—eh, Professor—and at no ex-

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