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05
nov, 2012 By Jan Reidar Skretteberg

All night a wide-awake watch was kept by all the officers, forward and aft

«The Lakeman now patrolled the barricade, all the while keeping his eye on the Captain, and jerking out such sentences as these:—’It’s not our fault; we didn’t want it; I told him to take his hammer away; it was boy’s business; he might have known me before this; I told him
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04
nov, 2012 By Jan Reidar Skretteberg

The Tin Woodman gave a sigh of satisfaction and lowered his axe

«What can I do for you?» she inquired softly, for she was moved by the sad voice in which the man spoke. «Get an oil-can and oil my joints,» he answered. «They are rusted so badly that I cannot move them at all; if I am well oiled I shall soon
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04
nov, 2012 By Jan Reidar Skretteberg

I was overjoyed to see the high trees that denoted the object of my search

Image Credit. When the amphitheater had cleared I crept stealthily to the top and as the great excavation lay far from the plaza and in an untenanted portion of the great dead city I had little trouble in reaching the hills beyond. For two days I waited there for Kantos Kan,
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03
nov, 2012 By Jan Reidar Skretteberg

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But what thinks Lazarus? Can he warm his blue hands by holding them up to the grand northern lights? Would not Lazarus rather be in Sumatra than here? Would he not far rather lay him down lengthwise along the line of the equator; yea, ye gods! go down to the fiery
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03
nov, 2012 By Jan Reidar Skretteberg

In cavalier attendance upon the school of females, you invariably see a male

The boat was now all but jammed between two vast black bulks, leaving a narrow Dardanelles between their long lengths. But by desperate endeavor we at last shot into a temporary opening; then giving way rapidly, and at the same time earnestly watching for another outlet. After many similar hair-breadth escapes,
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03
nov, 2012 By Jan Reidar Skretteberg

He read and re-read the paper, fearing the worst had happened to me.

He read and re-read the paper, fearing the worst had happened to me. He was restless, and after supper prowled out again aimlessly. He returned and tried in vain to divert his attention to his examination notes. He went to bed a little after midnight, and was awakened from lurid dreams
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03
nov, 2012 By Jan Reidar Skretteberg

Audio Post – By midnight the blazing trees along the slopes of Richmond Park

The man who escaped at the former place tells a wonderful story of the strangeness of its coiling flow, and how he looked down from the church spire and saw the houses of the village rising like ghosts out of its inky nothingness. For a day and a half he remained
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