Blackwood's Magazine, Volumen 287W. Blackwood, 1960 |
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... close inshore that I was able to see that we were entering the mouth of a loch . We rounded the headland at the south side and , pulling in under the land , anchored in about four fathoms . Everyone turned in and I was given a spare ...
... close inshore that I was able to see that we were entering the mouth of a loch . We rounded the headland at the south side and , pulling in under the land , anchored in about four fathoms . Everyone turned in and I was given a spare ...
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... close to Belle Isle , for I was north of all but one of the shipping - routes marked on my chart . This lone exception bore the intriguing legend ' Ivigtut to Inishtrahull ( Occasional ) , ' and conjured up romantic pictures in my mind ...
... close to Belle Isle , for I was north of all but one of the shipping - routes marked on my chart . This lone exception bore the intriguing legend ' Ivigtut to Inishtrahull ( Occasional ) , ' and conjured up romantic pictures in my mind ...
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... close I could even see people walking about . With the dispersal of the mist it became a simply glorious afternoon ... close now , very close , and moving fast . I could hear the slap of waves on the rocks . The light I " " was nearly ...
... close I could even see people walking about . With the dispersal of the mist it became a simply glorious afternoon ... close now , very close , and moving fast . I could hear the slap of waves on the rocks . The light I " " was nearly ...
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SUNDAY DAWN SUNDAY DUSK BY D E CHARLWOOD | 96 |
THE NOVEL BY JOHN ONSLOW | 192 |
LIGHT ON SOME DARK SUBJECTS BY BETTY MITCHELL | 480 |
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