Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 298William Blackwood, 1965 - England |
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My walk next took me up even narrower and darker streets . To left and right , in the darkness , shapes moved , spoke , growled or squawked . I began to climb , and the lane turned into a path which wound steeply up through the night .
My walk next took me up even narrower and darker streets . To left and right , in the darkness , shapes moved , spoke , growled or squawked . I began to climb , and the lane turned into a path which wound steeply up through the night .
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The Irula - for that is the name of my tribe - are so called because the name means darkness and we are a dark people living in a dark forest . The monsoon passed and every living thing renewed itself ; a brighter green appeared as new ...
The Irula - for that is the name of my tribe - are so called because the name means darkness and we are a dark people living in a dark forest . The monsoon passed and every living thing renewed itself ; a brighter green appeared as new ...
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The hut that was dark when I was born became bright with sunlight , and the patch of earth in front of it bore the intricate shadow dance of leaves . At first I was aware of nothing beyond my immediate needs , food and contact with my ...
The hut that was dark when I was born became bright with sunlight , and the patch of earth in front of it bore the intricate shadow dance of leaves . At first I was aware of nothing beyond my immediate needs , food and contact with my ...
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Contents
CALI | 68 |
AN AFRICAN SCHLOSS BY MEG HOYTE | 96 |
AN ATLAS BLIZZARD BY HAMISH M BROWN | 192 |
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