Summary

Victor Appleton Tom Swift Among the Diamond Makers…

I should say it was a landslide!” cried Tom.
“Bless my wishbone, yes!” agreed Mr. Damon.
Below them, in the valley, lay piled immense masses of earth and stones. Boulders were heaped up on boulders, and rocks upon rocks, being tossed about in heaps, strung about in long ridges, and swirled about in curves, as though some cyclone had toyed with them after the lightning flash had tossed them there.
“But the mountain isn't half gone,” said Tom, as his eyes took in what was left of the phantom berg. “I guess it will take a few more bolts like that one, to put this hill out of business.”
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Victor Appleton Tom Swift Among the Diamond Makers…

Mr. Damon was the first to rush out.
“Bless my nightcap, Tom!” he cried. “What is it? What has happened? Are we attacked by a mountain lion?”
For answer the young inventor pointed up the mountain, to where, in the dim light from a crescent moon, there stood boldly revealed, the figure in white.
“Bless—bless my very existence!” cried the odd man. “What is it, Tom?”
“The phantom,” was the quiet answer. “Watch it, and see what it does.”
By this time Mr. Jenks and Mr. Parker had joined Tom and Mr. Damon. The four diamond seekers stood gazing at the apparition.
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Victor Appleton Tom Swift Among the Diamond Makers…

When the lightning bolt had torn away a great portion of the mountain it had cut sheer down for a great depth and when the earth and stones fell away they left a narrow pathway, winding around the mountain, but so near the edge of a great chasm, that there was room but for one person at a time to walk on that footway. The uncertain trail up Phantom Mountain had all but been destroyed.
“The way up to the peak is by that path, now,” spoke Tom, in a low voice.
“Bless my soul!” cried Mr. Damon. “It's as much as a man's life is worth to attempt it.
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