A low, plaintive wail from the instruments, and a chill seized the audience. “A mighty continent was cut loose from its fastenings,” sang the bass voices. “The fires of the earth came forth in flames and clouds and loud roarings.” “And the land rocked to and fro like a ship at sea,” chimed the tenors. “Again the vortex of the earth closed in on all sides,” they all sang together. “By great pressure the land sank beneath the waters to rise no more,” they repeated three times. Then, after an impressive pause: “The corporeans all went down to death!” The wails and cries of the mourners drowned the music. In the midst of the exercise, Yermah was invested with a purple robe and the pointed hat of a hierophant, while Imos took position in the northern niche, in front of the swastika. When quiet was restored the high-priest knelt with the entire congregation, and after a long and fervent supplication rose and hung a broken heart of rubies on a little gold hook in the center of the revolving cross. “Sacred to thy memory, O Atlantis! Fit semblance of our grief for thee, O Poseidon! Reminder of our transition hence to Kinevat— The bridge between us and eternity!” chanted the entire assemblage, making genuflections continuously. Yermah found his way to the platform, and as Imos gave the hierarchal blessing he handed the Dorado a parchment scroll, which the latter slowly unrolled and read: BUNDLE OF WONDERFUL THINGS[16] The Great King of the Dazzling Face, the chief of all the Yellow Faces, was sad, seeing the sins of the Black Faces. He sent his air-vehicles to all his brother chiefs with highest men within, saying: “Prepare! Arise, ye men of the Good Law, and cross the land while dry! The Lords of the Storm are approaching. “Their chariots are nearing the land. “She is doomed, and they have to descend with her. “The nether Lords of the Fires (gnomes and fire elementals) are preparing their magic-worked weapons. “But the Lords of the Dark Eye are stronger than these elementals, and they are the slaves of the mighty ones. “They are versed in Astra. Come and use yours. “Let every Lord of the Dazzling Face cause the vehicles of every Lord of the Dark Face to come into his hands, lest any should by this means escape from the waters; avoid the rod of the four elements, and save the wicked people. “May every Yellow Face send sleep from himself to every Black Face. “May even they be free from pain. May every man who is true to the Solar Gods bind every man under the Lunar Gods, lest he should suffer or escape his destiny. “And may every Yellow Face offer his life-water to the speaking animal watching beside the Black Face. “Let him not awaken his master—The hour has struck—the black night is ready—Let their destiny be accomplished. We are the servants of the Great Four—May the King of Light return.”