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Category： Author：E. Nesbit
He dreamed his pastoral dreams in the deafening clangor of the shops at Crewe, but not ten thousand hammers could beat out of his brain the faith that life was really-little as one might suppose it, just looking at it from Crewe-full of the most beautiful and delicate possibilities, and that, somehow or other, people got from life what...
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Category： Author：Edgar Rice Burroughs 埃德加·赖斯·巴勒斯
In The Moon Maid, Julian is the commander of a spaceship that blasts off for Mars, or Barsoom, after contact is made with the famous Virginian John Carter on the Red Planet.
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Category： Author：Reginald Horsley
Reginald Horsley《The Blue Balloon》：A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley
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Category： Author：Jack London杰克·伦敦
The Valley of the Moon is a story of a working-class couple, Billy and Saxon Roberts, struggling laborers in Oakland at the Turn-of-the-Century, who left city life behind and searched Central and Northern California for suitable farmland to own.
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Category： Author：Sydney De Loghe
Where the equator girdles the earth, the Indian Ocean and the amorous waters of the Pacific have their marriage bed. Afire with the passions of the tropics, excited by breezes from a thousand islands of palm, of spice, of coral, of pearl, jewelled for the ceremony with quick-lived phosphorous lights, the oceans move to each other, and...
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Category： Author：Charlotte Perkins Gilman
The "Foote Girls" were bustling along Margate Street with an air of united purpose that was unusual with them.
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Category： Author：Reginald Horsley
Reginald Horsley《The Blue Balloon》：A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley
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Category： Author：Robert Michael Ballantyne
There is a dividing ridge in the great northern wilderness of America, whereon lies a lakelet of not more than twenty yards in diameter. It is of crystal clearness and profound depth, and on the still evenings of the Indian summer its surface forms a perfect mirror, which might serve as a toilet-glass for a Redskin princess.
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Category： Author：novel
THE house in the hollow was “a mile from anywhere”—so Maywood people said. It was situated in a grassy little dale, looking as if it had never been built like other houses but had grown up there like a big, brown mushroom. It was reached by a long, green lane and almost hidden from view by an encircling growth of young birches. No othe...
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