Excerpt: ...what I asked for. There is another way, but I hate to use it." She was the other way She saw it plainly. He did not love her, but he saw that he could fascinate her, and he hoped to use her as an aid to his escape. She threw her head up proudly. Then a man swung...
The Call of the North is a novel by Stewart Edward White that was first published in 1903. The story follows the adventures of a young man named Dale who travels to the Yukon during the gold rush of the late 19th century. Dale is seeking his fortune and hoping to escape the troubles...
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The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen clean whitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on league into remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...
The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen clean whitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on league into remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...
The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen clean whitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on league into remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...
The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen clean whitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on league into remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...
The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen clean whitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on league into remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...
The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen clean whitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on league into remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...
The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen cleanwhitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on leagueinto remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...
The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen cleanwhitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on leagueinto remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...
The girl stood on a bank above a river flowing north. At her back crouched a dozen clean whitewashed buildings. Before her in interminable journey, day after day, league on league into remoteness, stretched the stern Northern wilderness, untrodden save by the trappers, the Indians,...