The Water-Babies
Category: Author:Charles Kingsley
TO MY YOUNGEST SON GRENVILLE ARTHUR AND TO ALL OTHER GOOD LITTLE BOYS.Come read me my riddle, each good little man; If you cannot read it, no grown up folk can.
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Category: Author:Charles Kingsley
TO MY YOUNGEST SON GRENVILLE ARTHUR AND TO ALL OTHER GOOD LITTLE BOYS.Come read me my riddle, each good little man; If you cannot read it, no grown up folk can.
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Category: Author:novel
Cameron frowned intently at the top of the desk. It was difficult to concentrate under the circumstances. "Your request was turned over to the Medicouncil," he said. "After studying it, they reported back to the Solar Committee."
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Category: Author:novel
The wind howled out of the northwest, blind with snow and barbed with ice crystals. All the way up the half-mile precipice it fingered and wrenched away at groaning ice-slabs. It screamed over the top, whirled snow in a dervish dance around the hollow there, piled snow into the long furrow plowed ruler-straight through streamlined humm...
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