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"Away, Away, From Men And Towns, To The Wild Wood And The Downs, To The Silent Wilderness." --Percy Bysshe Shelley. "To Your Happiness," I Said, Lifting My Glass, And Looking The Girl In The Eyes. She Had The Grace To Blush, Which Was The Least That She Could Do, For A Moment Ago She Had Jilted Me. The Way Of It Was This. I Had Met Her And Her Mother The Winter Before At Davos, Where I Had Been Sent After South Africa, And A Spell Of Playing Fast And Loose With My Health--A

This book contains five stories that teach children morals. In this book, children will learn more on The Sabbath Day, Danger in Lying, Is Idolatry Bad?, Honor your Father and Mother, Heaven.

raven meets a hunch back preist called Monty and they begin a zombe apocolypse adventure.

A lost generation sees a light on helping their community, a young teen wanting to walk the red road but is full of anger. When his attitude changes after a healing ceremony he tries to help his people by burning a store down that makes money off of Indian misery.

Price Ruyler Knew That Many Secrets Had Been Inhumed By The Earthquake And Fire Of San Francisco And Wondered If His Wife's Had Been One Of Them. After All, She Had Been Born In This City Of Odd And Whispered Pasts, And There Were Moments When His Silent Mother-In-Law Suggested A Past Of Her Own.

4 young adults wake up in a tea house stuck in a continuum. Each have met at certain parts of their lives, but can't seem to remember one another or why they met. This is their adventures of daily life in a floating house, and their anticipated trips through time and space. When a train arrives, their pasts will begin to unfold!

It is the season of Christmas and the whole world is in celebration. The saviour is born. Wishes are prepared and the spirit of christmas is in the air to grant them and to help those who are hopeless and do not have faith in Christmas. Such is the story of a boy. So unfortunate in life that he did not value Christmas. Follow him on his path to finding hope in Christmas.

I hate Clowns, and so should you. I have written this masterpiece in order to spread thee Lord's message and educate the masses of the dangers of circus noncery.

The Schoolhouse At Waddy Was Not In The Least Like Any Of The Trim State Buildings That Now Decorate Every Victorian Township And Mark Every Mining Or Agricultural Centre That Can Scrape Together Two Or Three Meagre Classes; It Was The Result Of A Purely Local Enthusiasm, And Was Erected By Public Subscription Shortly After Mr. Joel Ham, B.A., Arrived In The District And Let It Be Understood That He Did Not Intend To Go Away Again. Having Discovered That It Was Impossible To Make Anything

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