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Here is Ellen, who will--"
"Of what use, of what use are your stout hearts, when the element of
the Lord is to be conquered as well as human men. Look about you,
friends; the wreath of smoke, that is rising from the bottoms, plainly
says that there is no outlet from this spot, without crossing a belt
of fire. Look for yourselves, my men; look for yourselves; if you can
find a single opening, I will engage to follow."
The examination, which his companions so instantly and so intently
made, rather served to assure them of their desperate situation, than
to appease their fears. Huge columns of smoke were rolling up from the
plain, and thickening in gloomy masses around the horizon. The red
glow, which gleamed upon their enormous folds, now lighting their
volumes with the glare of the conflagration, and now flashing to
another point, as the flame beneath glided ahead, leaving all behind
enveloped in awful darkness, and proclaiming louder than words the
character of the imminent and approaching danger.


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