Post With Left Sidebar – For the second time that day this girl proved her quality

Image Credit Then beyond the bend my brother stopped again. Miss Elphinstone was white and pale, and her sister-in-law sat weeping, too wretched even to call upon “George.” My brother was horrified and perplexed. So soon as they had retreated he realised how urgent and unavoidable it was to attempt this crossing. He turned to Miss Elphinstone, More...

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The census of 2010 gave eight billions for the whole world

“Like sand on the beach here, like sand on the beach, each grain of sand a man, or woman, or child. Yes, my boy, all those people lived right here in San Francisco. And at one time or another all those people More...

By admin On domingo, febrero 12th, 2012
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The 16th of December was the seventy-fifth day

Passepartout was delighted. His master’s last exploit, the consequences of which he ignored, enchanted him. Never had the crew seen so jolly and dexterous a fellow. He formed warm friendships with the sailors, More...

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They knew there was such a world, and that from time to time

Granser recollected himself, and with a start tore himself away from the rostrum of the lecture-hall, where, to another world audience, he had been expounding the latest theory, sixty years gone, of germs and germ-diseases. “Yes, More...

By admin On domingo, febrero 12th, 2012
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The other trees of the forest did nothing to keep them back

Come on!” he shouted to the others. “Be quick!” They all ran forward and passed under the tree without injury, except Toto, who was caught by a small branch and shaken until he howled. But the More...

By admin On domingo, enero 16th, 2011
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The weak tears of age rolled down his cheeks and all the feebleness of his eighty-seven years

The old man looked at him and silently began to cry. The weak tears of age rolled down his cheeks and all the feebleness of his eighty-seven years showed in his grief-stricken countenance. Sit down,” Edwin More...