Blackwood's Magazine, Volumen 286W. Blackwood, 1959 |
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... Perhaps now the riders were hunched in their saddles while the wet snow numbed their hands and the north wind howled in sudden gusts . Memory wandered as I lay warm beneath the apple - tree . thought of winters I had known ; of 73 ...
... Perhaps now the riders were hunched in their saddles while the wet snow numbed their hands and the north wind howled in sudden gusts . Memory wandered as I lay warm beneath the apple - tree . thought of winters I had known ; of 73 ...
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... Perhaps this year some food on which they rely had run short . Perhaps the attempt to keep down their eggs had upset them . Perhaps they were just too many for the island ; for their white mass in ten years had spread till it covered ...
... Perhaps this year some food on which they rely had run short . Perhaps the attempt to keep down their eggs had upset them . Perhaps they were just too many for the island ; for their white mass in ten years had spread till it covered ...
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... perhaps & narrow victory for themselves ; and at best a Socialist landslide . Looking back now , such expectations may seem strange , but in September two AFTERTHOUGHTS on the General Election tended to confirm earlier impressions . The ...
... perhaps & narrow victory for themselves ; and at best a Socialist landslide . Looking back now , such expectations may seem strange , but in September two AFTERTHOUGHTS on the General Election tended to confirm earlier impressions . The ...
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SOME GEORGE CROSS ISLANDERS BY J P MAURICE | 96 |
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