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Underground Rivers - University of New Mexico

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Chapter 19 -- The Stratemeyer Boys Club Serials<br />

Tom Swift in the City <strong>of</strong> Gold, or Marvelous Adventures<br />

<strong>Underground</strong> (1912)<br />

"A river! It's an underground river and we can't go any further!<br />

We're blocked!"<br />

They saw rushing along, between two walls <strong>of</strong> stone, a dark<br />

stream which caused the roaring sound that had come to<br />

them. The tunnel was cut squarely in two by the stream, which<br />

was at least thirty feet wide, and how deep they could only<br />

guess. Swiftly it flowed on, its roar filling the tunnel.<br />

"Well, I guess this is the end <strong>of</strong> it," remarked Ned ruefully, as<br />

they stood contemplating the roaring stream by the gleam <strong>of</strong><br />

their electric flash lamps... "But it seems to me as if this river<br />

isn't a natural one -- I mean that it flows along banks <strong>of</strong> smooth<br />

stone, just as if they were cut for it, a canal you know."<br />

"Don't you see," continued Ned, "that this river hasn't always been here."<br />

"Bless my gaiters!" gasped Mr. Damon, "what does he mean? The river not always been<br />

here?"<br />

"No," proceeded Tom's chum. "For the ancients couldn't have cut the channel out <strong>of</strong> stone, or<br />

made it by cementing separate stones together while the water was here. The channel must<br />

have been dry at one time, and when it was finished they turned the water in it... [I]f the river<br />

was turned aside from this channel once it can be done again... We've got to shut that stream<br />

<strong>of</strong> water <strong>of</strong>f, or turn it into some other channel, then we can cross, and keep on to the city <strong>of</strong><br />

gold."<br />

Eradicate, who was searching as eagerly as the others, went back a little, flashing his lamp on<br />

every square <strong>of</strong> stone. Suddenly he uttered a cry.<br />

"Look yeah, Massa Tom! Heah's suffin' dat looks laik a big door knob. Maybe yo' kin push it or<br />

pull it."<br />

Racism seems to be part <strong>of</strong> the writing formula.<br />

In a flash Tom did so. For a moment no result was apparent, then, from somewhere far <strong>of</strong>f,<br />

there sounded a low rumble, above the roar <strong>of</strong> the black stream.<br />

"It's going down!" he yelled, capering about. "Now we can go on!"<br />

"Dish suah am a mighty long tunnel," remarked Eradicate. "Dey ought t' hab a trolley line in<br />

yeah."<br />

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