LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.
| artist, | page | |
| Map of the interior world, | [Frontispiece]. | |
| I signalled the engineer full speed ahead, and in a short time we crossed the ice-foot and entered the chasm, | C. Durand Chapman, | [17] |
| A semi-circle of rifles was discharged at the unhappy brutes. Two of them, fell dead in their tracks, | " | [29] |
| The terror inspired by the professor's words was plainly visible on every face, | " | [35] |
| At this moment a wild cry arose from the sailors. With one voice they shouted, "The sun! The sun!" | " | [41] |
| One of the flying men caught Flathootly by the hair of the head, and lifted him out of the water, | R. W. Rattray, | [55] |
| One of the mounted police got hold of the switch on the back of the bockhockid, and brought it to a standstill, | Carl Gutherz, | [69] |
| The sacred locomotive stormed the mountain heights with its audacious tread, | C. Durand Chapman, | [75] |
| The king embraced me, and I kissed the hand of her majesty, | " | [81] |
| A procession of priests and priestesses passed down the living aisles, bearing trophies of art, | Harold Haven Brown, | [87] |
| On the throne sat the Supreme Goddess Lyone, the representative of Harikar, the Holy Soul, | C. Durand Chapman, | [97] |
| The throne of the gods was indeed the golden heart of Atvatabar, the triune symbol of body, mind, and spirit, | " | [101] |
| Her holiness offered both his majesty the king and myself her hand to kiss, | " | [111] |
| Zoophytes of Atvatabar, | Paul de Longpré | |
| The Lilasure, | [117] | |
| The Laburnul, | [118] | |
| The Green Gazzle of Glockett Gozzle, | [119] | |
| Jeerloons, | [120] | |
| A Jeerloon, | [120] | |
| The Lillipoutum, | [121] | |
| The Jugdul, | [122] | |
| The Yarphappy, | [123] | |
| The Jalloast, | [124] | |
| The Gasternowl, | [125] | |
| The Crocosus, | [126] | |
| The Jardil, or Love-pouch, | [127] | |
| The Blocus, | [128] | |
| The Funny-fenny, or Clowngrass, | [129] | |
| The Gleroseral, | [130] | |
| The Eaglon, | [131] | |
| The goddess stood holding on to the outer rail of the deck, the incarnation of courage, | C. Durand Chapman, | [135] |
| Then the ship rose again toward the mammoth rocks, adorned with the tapestries of falling wave, | " | [141] |
| Lyone was borne on a litter from the aerial ship to the palace, | " | [147] |
| The priest and priestess stood beside the altar, each reading an alternate stanza from the ritual of the goddess, | R. W. Rattray, | [155] |
| Her kiss was a blinding whirlwind of flame and tears, | C. Durand Chapman, | [181] |
| The labyrinth was a subterranean garden, whose trees and flowers were chiselled out of the living rock, | Paul de Longpré, | [187] |
| As i gazed, lo! a shower of blazing jewels issued from the mouth of the hehorrent, | Leonard M. Davis, | [191] |
| "By virtue of the spirit power in this cable," said the sorcerer, "I will that the magical Island of Arjeels shall rise above the waves," | C. Durand Chapman, | [197] |
| The ship in company with a vast volume of water sprang into the air to a great height, | " | [223] |
| We slowly dragged ourselves across the range of icy peaks, | " | [241] |
| I mounted the trunk and proposed the health of Her Majesty Lyone, Queen of Atvatabar, | R. W. Rattray, | [261] |
| Lyone reached for a flower, and in doing so touched the vase, and immediately fell dead upon the floor, | C. Durand Chapman, | [273] |
| At this juncture a shell of terrorite exploded among the foe with thrilling effect, destroying at least two hundred bockhockids, | Walter M. Dunk, | [285] |
| Heavens and earth! He was holding Lyone in his arms, alive from the living battery! Lyone, the peerless soul of souls, alive once more and triumphant over death, | C. Durand Chapman, | [293] |
| We sat thus crowned amid the tremendous excitement. The people shouted, "Life, health and prosperity to our sovereign lord and lady, Lexington and Lyone, King and Queen of Atvatabar," | Allan B. Doggett, | [307] |
| Oi made Bhooly an' Koshnili kneel down, an' a sojer tied their hands behind their backs. Then Oi ordhered a wayleal to behead thim wid their own swords, | Allan B. Doggett, | [313] |