Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 298William Blackwood, 1965 - England |
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66 " My great grand - daughter , " he told me , or is she my great - great ? You know , when you reach my age , you lose track of these distinctions . A nice child but no scholar , I'm afraid . They tell me she's pretty .
66 " My great grand - daughter , " he told me , or is she my great - great ? You know , when you reach my age , you lose track of these distinctions . A nice child but no scholar , I'm afraid . They tell me she's pretty .
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What happened afterwards was told to me later by my father . Mundi , terrified at my sudden disappearance , ran all the way back to the village and told her own father what had happened : that the earth had swallowed me up .
What happened afterwards was told to me later by my father . Mundi , terrified at my sudden disappearance , ran all the way back to the village and told her own father what had happened : that the earth had swallowed me up .
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Once again the porter told him to go away . He tried when the sun was overhead at midday , and was relieved to see a different porter at the door , but even so he was not allowed in . " Later , " he was told once more ; " later .
Once again the porter told him to go away . He tried when the sun was overhead at midday , and was relieved to see a different porter at the door , but even so he was not allowed in . " Later , " he was told once more ; " later .
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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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