One day, however, the Enceladus below turned over in his sleep, and the whole town was swallowed up, or washed away.

The sole survivor was a certain blacksmith, who thereupon was made--or as sole survivor made himself--Governor of the island of Grenada.

So runs the tale; and so it seemed likely to run again, during the late earthquake at St.Thomas's.

For on the very same day, and before any earthquake-wave from St.Thomas's had reached Grenada--if any ever reached it, which I could not clearly ascertain--this Etang du Vieux Bourg boiled up suddenly, hurling masses of water into the lower part of the town, washing away a stage, and doing much damage.

The people were, and with good reason, in much anxiety for some hours after: but the little fit of ill-temper went off, having vented itself, as is well known, in the sea between St.Thomas's and Santa Cruz, many miles away.
The bottom of the crater, I was assured, was not permanently altered: but the same informant--an eye-witness on whom I can fully depend--shared the popular opinion that it had opened, sucked in sea-water, and spouted it out again.