Sunny Lands in the Blue Mediterranean

           WhenIopenedmyeyesagainIfeltmyselfgraspedbythebeltwiththestronghandofourguide.Withtheotherarmhesupportedmyuncle.Iwasnotseriouslyhurt,butIwasshakenandbruisedandbatteredallover.Ifoundmyselflyingontheslopingsideofamountainonlytwoyardsfromagapinggulf,whichwouldhaveswallowedmeuphadIleanedatallthatway.HanshadsavedmefromdeathwhilstIlayrollingontheedgeofthecrater.

           "Wherearewe?"askedmyuncleirascibly,asifhefeltmuchinjuredbybeinglandedupontheearthagain.

           Thehuntershookhisheadintokenofcompleteignorance.

           "IsitIceland?"Iasked.

           "Nej,"repliedHans.

           "What!NotIceland?"criedtheProfessor.

           "Hansmustbemistaken,"Isaid,raisingmyselfup.

           Thiswasourfinalsurpriseafteralltheastonishingeventsofourwonderfuljourney.Iexpectedtoseeawhiteconecoveredwiththeeternalsnowofagesrisingfromthemidstofthebarrendesertsoftheicynorth,faintlylightedwiththepaleraysofthearcticsun,farawayinthehighestlatitudesknown;butcontrarytoallourexpectations,myuncle,theIcelander,andmyselfweresittinghalf-waydownamountainbakedundertheburningraysofasouthernsun,whichwasblisteringuswiththeheat,andblindinguswiththefiercelightofhisnearlyverticalrays.

           Icouldnotbelievemyowneyes;buttheheatedairandthesensationofburningleftmenoroomfordoubt.

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