Blackwood's Magazine, Том 224W. Blackwood, 1928 |
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... hope- lessly in the end ; there was little to be done or said , and it was certain that we must postpone the climb . But at all events we were determined on obtaining a view of the lower part of our route , and with this object in view ...
... hope- lessly in the end ; there was little to be done or said , and it was certain that we must postpone the climb . But at all events we were determined on obtaining a view of the lower part of our route , and with this object in view ...
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... hope in our hearts , our axes swung hard to their task , the fragments of ice went skipping into the depths beneath , and we were soon across . We found the rib to consist of the usual glutinous ice . Up and up it swept at a pitiless ...
... hope in our hearts , our axes swung hard to their task , the fragments of ice went skipping into the depths beneath , and we were soon across . We found the rib to consist of the usual glutinous ice . Up and up it swept at a pitiless ...
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... hope that my veracity will not be called in question if I set down the incidents leading up to the disappearance of Henry Judson and the finding of the Golden Mouse . to - day . The map supplied to me when I started from head- quarters ...
... hope that my veracity will not be called in question if I set down the incidents leading up to the disappearance of Henry Judson and the finding of the Golden Mouse . to - day . The map supplied to me when I started from head- quarters ...
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... hope , I suppose , of finding water . Suddenly it occurred to me that I might get on to the rock by way of the thorn - tree . One branch looked strong enough to bear my weight . The thorns were uninviting , but my skin was tough . It ...
... hope , I suppose , of finding water . Suddenly it occurred to me that I might get on to the rock by way of the thorn - tree . One branch looked strong enough to bear my weight . The thorns were uninviting , but my skin was tough . It ...
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... hope of surprise was at an end , and heard the scat- tered shots fired by the raiders at the unfortunate mules , I gave my bugler orders to sound the charge , and despite his parched lips he managed to raise a pretty good imitation ...
... hope of surprise was at an end , and heard the scat- tered shots fired by the raiders at the unfortunate mules , I gave my bugler orders to sound the charge , and despite his parched lips he managed to raise a pretty good imitation ...
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