The City of Dreadful Night
Category: Author:Rudyard Kipling
The City of Dreadful Night
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Category: Author:Arthur Conan Doyle阿瑟·柯南·道尔
the new-comers.breaking the ice.dwellers in the wilderness.a sister's secret.a naval conquest.an old story...
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Category: Author:Gerald Breckenridge
“Look here, Jack, we ought to do something to help Wimba. I don’t believe he’s getting a square deal.”“Nor I, Frank. But what can we do? Chief Ruku-Ru is supreme here. And if he decides against Wimba—”Jack Hampton’s tone was as near hopeless as one could ever expect to hear from the lips of that optimistic young adventurer.
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Category: Author:Levi Parker Wyman
“I’ll have it in a jiffy, Bob. The wire’s come unsoldered and I’ve got to fix it but it won’t take but a minute.”
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Category: Author:Robert Michael Ballantyne
Some time within the first quarter of the present nineteenth century, a little old lady—some people would even have called her a dear little old lady—sat one afternoon in a high-backed chair beside a cottage window, from which might be had a magnificent view of Sicilian rocks, with the Mediterranean beyond.
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Category: Author:Lyman Frank Baum 弗兰克·鲍姆
Perhaps I should admit on the title page that this book is "By L. Frank Baum and his correspondents," for I have used many suggestions conveyed to me in letters from children. Once on a time I really imagined myself "an author of fairy tales," but now I am merely an editor or private secretary for a host of yo...
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Category: Author:novel
My only excuse for offering these very brief pictures of the City of New York as it was between 1900 and 1914 or ’15, or thereabout, is that they are of the very substance of the city I knew in my early adventurings in it. Also, and more particularly, they represent in part, at least, certain phases which at that time most arrested an...
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Category: Author:novel
“I don’t know much about your Aunt Emma, Burd, but I am quite certain I shall adore her.” Burd Alling, pudgy and good-natured, looked at Amy Drew and slowly grinned.
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Category: Author:novel
When but a child of seven my uncle placed me in a private school in which one of the so-called redeemed sub-sailors was a teacher of the German language. As I look back now, in the light of my present knowledge, I better comprehend the docile humility and carefully nurtured ignorance of this man.
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Category: Author:novel
IN San Sebastián, a beautiful watering place on the northern coast of Guipúzcoa, Spain, Don Pío Baroja y Nessi was born on the 28th day of December, 1872. There, wandering among the foothills of the Pyrenees, listening to the talk of the hardy Basque peasants, playing on the beautiful crescent of the playa, sailing about the pretty lan...
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