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The Battle Of The Strong   In all the world there is no coast like the coast of Jersey; so treacherous, so snarling; serrated with rocks seen and unseen, tortured by currents maliciously whimsical, encircled by tides that sweep up from the Antarctic world with the devouring force of a monstrous serpent projecting itself towards its prey.

Cumner's Son and Other South Sea Folk   There was trouble at Mandakan. You could not have guessed it from anything the eye could see. In front of the Residency two soldiers marched up and down sleepily, mechanically, between two ten-pounders marking the limit of their patrol

Donovan Pasha   There is a town on the Nile which Fielding Bey called Hasha, meaning "Heaven Forbid!" He loathed inspecting it. Going up the Nile, he would put off visiting it till he came down;

Mrs. Falchion   The part I played in Mrs. Falchion's career was not very noble, but I shall set it forth plainly here, else I could not have the boldness to write of her faults or those of others.

The Judgment House   The music throbbed in a voice of singular and delicate power; the air was resonant with melody, love and pain. The meanest Italian in the gallery far up beneath the ceiling, the most exalted of the land in the boxes and the stalls, leaned indulgently forward

The Lane That Had No Turning   the English Governor of French Canada -- was come to Pontiac, accompanied by a goodly retinue; by private secretary, military secretary, aide-de-camp, cabinet minister, and all that. He was making a tour of the Province

Michel and Angle   Angele had gone through many phases of alternate hope and despair. She knew that Montgomery the Camisard was dead, and a rumour, carried by refugees, reached her that De la Foret had been with him to the end.

Northern Lights   It's got to be settled to-night, Nance. This game is up here, up for ever. The redcoat police from Ottawa are coming, and they'll soon be roostin' in this post

Pierre And His People   from the window he was watching Sergeant Fones as he rode towards the Big Divide. Presently he said: "He's going towards Humphrey's place. I -- " He stopped, bent his brows, caught one corner of his slight moustache between his teeth, and did not stir a muscle until the Sergeant had passed over the Divide.

The Pomp of the Lavilettes   You could not call the place a village, nor yet could it be called a town. Viewed from the bluff, on the English side of the river, it was a long stretch of small farmhouses

The Power And The Glory   there is proof that I love the Jesuit for his piety, fearlessness, and faith. In all spiritual matters I am his perfect friend.

The Right of Way   The judge looked up reprovingly at the gallery; the clerk of the court angrily called "Silence!" towards the offending corner, and seven or eight hundred eyes raced between three centres of interest -- the judge, the prisoner, and the prisoner's counsel.

Romany Of The Snows   Quicksands I've seen along the sayshore, and up to me half-ways I've been in wan, wid a double-and-twist in the rope to pull me out; but a suckin' sand in the open plain -- aw

Translation of A Savage   When Mrs. Frank Armour arrived at Montreal she still wore her Indian costume of clean, well-broidered buckskin, moccasins, and leggings, all surmounted by a blanket.

Seats Of The Mighty   When Monsieur Doltaire entered the salon, and, dropping lazily into a chair beside Madame Duvarney and her daughter, drawled out, "England's Braddock -- fool and general -- has gone to heaven

The Trail of The Sword   He attracted not a little attention, and he created as much astonishment when he came into the presence of the governor. He had been announced as an envoy from Quebec. "Some new insolence of the County Frontenac

The Trespasser   Why Gaston Belward left the wholesome North to journey afar, Jacques Brillon asked often in the brawling streets of New York, and oftener in the fog of London as they made ready to ride to Ridley Court.

The Weavers   The dead man had left instructions that his body should be buried in the Quaker graveyard, but Luke Claridge and the Elders prevented that -- he had no right to the privileges of a Friend

The March of The White Guard   Jeff Hyde shook his head at the others with a pleased I-told-you-so expression; Cloud-in-the-Sky grunted his deep approval; and Late Carscallen smacked his lips in a satisfied manner

 Moon Magic

 It will be a time of starting over
 When we have been given a second chance
 to do it right and start a clean slate.
 It will be a test of man's imagination
 and I am confident that we are up to the job.

 It is now that the programmers are there.
 It is now that the electronics are more than ready.
 All the mining and roving machines, robots
 and toys of manipulation are as childs play.
 It is time!

 The artist are waiting to step in on a broad canvas.
 The craftmen want to create a new idea of home,
 The musicians a new beat and score.
 The athletes stretching the minds of extreme.

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