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Fortune has her cycles, whether for good or ill The Kansas, having

run the gauntlet of

s of the

wind, co power of the sun's rays, swept the

ocean clear of its stor the pillar rock,

Courtenay thought he couldoutline of

ray ed their leaden hue to a steely glitter which

told hi The nearer blue of the ocean carpet

spread an ever-widening circle until itsuddenness, the curtain was drawn aside on a

panora, the ship was found to be entering the estuary

of a narrow fiord Gaunt headlands, carved on Titanic scale out of the

solid rock, guarded the entrance, and already shut out the more distant

coast-line Behind these firstin separate promontories to altitudes of, perhaps, four

hundred feet, an inner fortification of precipitous lacier-clad peaks heavenward to iion, soared far above the snow-line The sun was reflected

with dazzling brilliancy frohts

sparkled in rainbow tints on their slopes Delicate pink deepened to

rose crireens softened into the beryl blue of stupendous

glaciers, vast frozen cataracts which flowed down deep and broad clefts

ale