Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 299W. Blackwood, 1966 - England |
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Page 58
... walked through the rather dreary little town down to the lake . Ordinary concrete houses lined the street , which might have been in any country ; I saw no lovely wooden houses with their steep eaves and little formal gardens , and only ...
... walked through the rather dreary little town down to the lake . Ordinary concrete houses lined the street , which might have been in any country ; I saw no lovely wooden houses with their steep eaves and little formal gardens , and only ...
Page 148
... walked with her head down like a weary horse . Returning for another load , the cart empty , she still walked with bowed head . The young woman in a diving - barge , which attached itself to our ship , worked like a demon at the winch ...
... walked with her head down like a weary horse . Returning for another load , the cart empty , she still walked with bowed head . The young woman in a diving - barge , which attached itself to our ship , worked like a demon at the winch ...
Page 399
... walked along the water - front , I was continually greeted and saluted . The sun shone in a clear blue sky ; the swifts darted past me ; a dhow under the full press of its lateen sail cut gracefully past in the breeze that had sprung up ...
... walked along the water - front , I was continually greeted and saluted . The sun shone in a clear blue sky ; the swifts darted past me ; a dhow under the full press of its lateen sail cut gracefully past in the breeze that had sprung up ...
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