The Flaming Mountain: A Rick Brant Science-Adventure Story

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Goodwin Harold Leland. The Flaming Mountain: A Rick Brant Science-Adventure Story

CHAPTER I. Vulcan's Hammer

CHAPTER II. San Luz

CHAPTER III. Firing Parties

CHAPTER IV. Seismic Tracings

CHAPTER V. Dynamite Missing

CHAPTER VI. Dangerous Trail

CHAPTER VII. Casa Guevara

CHAPTER VIII. The Governor Vanishes

CHAPTER IX. The Yellow Ground

CHAPTER X. The Volcanic Pipe

CHAPTER XI. Earthquake!

CHAPTER XII. The Rising Magma

CHAPTER XIII. Armed Revolt

CHAPTER XIV. Night Patrol

CHAPTER XV. Stalemate

CHAPTER XVI. The Brant Approach

CHAPTER XVII. Solution: Nuclear

CHAPTER XVIII. The Seabees

CHAPTER XIX. The Old One Yields

CHAPTER XX. A Few Souvenirs

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The entire staff of the world-famed Spindrift Scientific Foundation gathered in the conference room of the big gray laboratory building on the southeast corner of Spindrift Island. It was unusual for the whole staff to be called to a meeting. Even more unusual – not a single member knew what the meeting was about.

Rick Brant, son of the Spindrift Foundation's director, Dr. Hartson Brant, was perhaps even more mystified than the professional scientists. His father had phoned from Florida with brief instructions. "Rick, I want you and Scotty to make a scale model of San Luz Island. It's off the coast of Venezuela. You'll find it on the sailing chart of the area, and there are references in the library. Be as complete and detailed as possible, and have the model ready by Saturday. Pick me up at Newark Airport Saturday noon. I'll have a guest. Ask Hobart Zircon to call a full staff meeting for two o'clock Saturday."

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"I believe the volcano will vent through the hot springs," Balgos went on. "But my examination of the volcano leads me to expect that it will vent with fantastic violence. The hot-springs channel is purely seepage. There is no open vent. This means the mountain will resist the growing forces under it until it is forced to give with great suddenness. To be as concise as possible, what I see here is another Krakatoa."

There was a concerted gasp from the assembled group. Rick felt his scalp prickle. He had expected nothing like this. Krakatoa, he knew from his reading, had been the greatest cataclysm in recorded history. The volcano, in the East Indies, had blown up with enormous violence. The island on which it was located had been literally blasted to bits; nothing was left. Nearby islands were blazed clean. No one knew how many people had perished instantly. The blast was felt completely around the world, and the dust of Krakatoa had so filled the world's skies that the weather was changed. Winters came earlier and stayed longer, until the dust settled at last.

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