Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 298William Blackwood, 1965 - England |
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We soon entered the foothills of the Pyrenees , and started climbing up a twisting mountain road between steep scrub - covered slopes , approaching the main range , which loomed ahead as a dark , forest - covered mass .
We soon entered the foothills of the Pyrenees , and started climbing up a twisting mountain road between steep scrub - covered slopes , approaching the main range , which loomed ahead as a dark , forest - covered mass .
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Then on we drove , soon passing a village set back from the road on a slight rise of hill . It looked utterly forlorn to me , a cluster of mud and thatch dwellings , with a dried - up pond at the foot of the hill full of black , parched ...
Then on we drove , soon passing a village set back from the road on a slight rise of hill . It looked utterly forlorn to me , a cluster of mud and thatch dwellings , with a dried - up pond at the foot of the hill full of black , parched ...
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The prospect of living on a road which actually went somewhere , instead of being the end of the track , was novel and intriguing . Men and women forgot , for the moment , what the dry spell had done to the road north to Pine River ...
The prospect of living on a road which actually went somewhere , instead of being the end of the track , was novel and intriguing . Men and women forgot , for the moment , what the dry spell had done to the road north to Pine River ...
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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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