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The Blazed Trail TheLandlooker (v. 1.0)

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In every direction the woods. Not an opening of any kind offered the mind a breathing place under the free sky. Sometimes the pine groves,--vast, solemn, grand, with the patrician aloofness of the truly great; sometimes the hardwood,--bright, mysterious, full of life; sometimes the swamps,--dark, dank, speaking...

The Blazed Trail : The Blazing (v. 1.0)

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A lumbering town after the drive is a fearful thing. Men just off the river draw a deep breath, and plunge into the wildest reactionary dissipation. In droves they invade the cities,--wild, picturesque, lawless. As long as the money lasts, they blow it in."Hot money!" is the cry. "She's burnt holes in all my pockets...

The Black Moth (v. 1.0)

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CHADBER was the name of the host, florid of countenance, portly of person, and of manner pompous and urbane. Solely within the walls of the Chequers lay his world, that inn having been acquired by his great-grandfather as far back as the year 1667, when the jovial Stuart King sat on the English throne, and the Hanoverian...

The Blazed Trail The Forest (v. 1.0)

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When history has granted him the justice of perspective, we shall know the American Pioneer as one of the most picturesque of her many figures. Resourceful, self-reliant, bold; adapting himself with fluidity to diverse circumstances and conditions; meeting with equal cheerfulness of confidence and completeness...

The Beggar Man (v. 1.0)

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She was small and slight, with timid, brown eyes and soft, fair hair and a certain daintiness of person that singled her out for attention in spite of the shabbiness of her clothes.The first morning she put in an appearance at the factory the other girls marked her down as being a little different from themselves...

Way Down East (v. 1.0)

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Methinks I feel this youth's perfections, With an invisible and subtle stealth, To creep in at mine eyes.--Shakespeare.</p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">It had come at last, the day of days, for the two great American universities; Harvard and Yale were going to play their annual game of football and the railroad...

The Belton Estate (v. 1.0)

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Mrs Amedroz, the wife of Bernard Amedroz, Esq, of Belton Castle, and mother of Charles and Clara Amedroz, died when those children were only eight and six years old, thereby subjecting them to the greatest misfortune which children born in that sphere of life can be made to suffer. And, in the case of this boy and girl...

The Beautiful Lady (v. 1.0)

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Nothing could have been more painful to my sensitiveness than to occupy myself, confused with blushes, at the center of the whole world as a living advertisement of the least amusing ballet in Paris.To be the day's sensation of the boulevards one must possess an eccentricity of appearance conceived by nothing short...

The Barrier (v. 1.0)

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Many men were in debt to the trader at Flambeau, and many counted him as a friend. The latter never reasoned why, except that he had done them favors, and in the North that counts for much. Perhaps they built likewise upon the fact that he was ever the same to all, and that, in days of plenty or in times of famine...

The Battle Of The Strong (v. 1.0)

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This book is a protest and a deliverance. For seven years I had written continuously of Canada, though some short stories of South Sea life, and the novel Mrs. Falchion, had, during that time, issued from my pen. It looked as though I should be writing of the Far North all my life. Editors had begun to take that view...