Two American Boys with the Dardanelles Battle Fleet
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简介：This old Greek powerboat seems to be making pretty fair time, isnt it, Amos?...
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简介：This old Greek powerboat seems to be making pretty fair time, isnt it, Amos?...
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简介：Yes, it was surely the embodiment of feminine beautythe dark, narrow-lidded eyes, wide apartdid you ever notice the terrible intelligence in the eyes of a portrait?the slim patrician nose, the hair so...
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简介：Summer-time at Under-edge compensated, in a measure, for the trials and severities of winter--for winter could be grim and cruel in the isolated little Cotswold village approached by roads that were a...
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简介：This book is intended to give the authentic story of the famous Cave-in-Rock of the lower Ohio River, as collected from historic and romantic sources, and to present verified accounts of the most noto...
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简介：Arthur Woodroffe's voice was quite cheerful as he framed this indictment of the life of a general practitioner in a poor neighbourhood, but his companion frowned and shook his head impatiently....
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简介：I was standing at the window of Poirots rooms looking out idly on the street below....
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简介：On the 20th of August, 1910, I sailed from New York City for Liverpool, England. I had been given a leave of absence of two months from my work at Tuskegee, on condition that I would spend that time i...
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简介：Spanish John was the nom de guerre of John, son of John, son of Æneas, son of Ranald McDonell of Scottos, or Scothouse, who was also head of the Glengarry family. He was born at Crowlin, Knoidar...
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简介：If all reading mankind had time to read Lockharts Life of Scott, a brief volume on Sir Walter would be a thing without excuse. I am informed, however, by the Editor of this Series that the appreciatio...
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简介：A rainy November afternoon was drawing to its close. The sun had set in a haze of fog, to which it gave a fleeting warmth of colour. The street lamps were lit, and chinks of light showed here and ther...