CHAPTER XXIV.
ELEVEN YEARS IN A FEW PAGES.
The heading of the following chapter indicates that the adventures of William Guy and his companions after destruction of the English schooner, and the details of their history subsequent to the departure of Arthur Pym and Dirk Peters, are about to be narrated with all possible brevity.
We carried our treasure-trove to the cavern, and had happiness of restoring all four men to life.

In reality, it was hunger, nothing but hunger, which had reduced the poor fellows to the semblance of death.
On the 8th of February, 1828, the crew of the _Jane_, having no reason to doubt the good faith of the population of Tsalal Island, or that of their chief, Too-Wit, disembarked, in order to visit the village of Klock-Klock, having previously put the schooner into a state of defense, leaving six men on board.
The crew, counting William Guy, the captain, Arthur Pym, and Dirk Peters, formed a body of thirty-two men armed with guns, pistols, and knives.

The dog Tiger accompanied them.
On reaching the narrow gorge leading to the village preceded and followed by the numerous warriors of Too Wit, the little company divided, Arthur Pym, Dirk Peters, and Allen (the sailor) entering a cleft in the hill-side with the intention of crossing it to the other side.

From that moment their companions were never to see them more.
After a short interval a shock was felt.

The opposite hill fell down in a vast heap, burying William Guy and his twenty-eight companions.
Twenty-two of these unfortunate men were crushed to death on the instant, and their bodies would never be found under that mass of earth.
Seven, miraculously sheltered in the depth of a great cleft of the hill, had survived the catastrophe.