The Rules of the GameRead Books Ltd, 18. 2. 2015 - Počet stran: 878 This vintage book contains Stewart Edward White’s 1910 novel, “The Rules of the Game”. A gripping drama that revolves around the corruption in the early Forest Service of Southern California, “The Rules of the Game” will appeal to those with an interest in the historical development of Californian environmental systems. It is not to be missed by fans of White’s work. Stewart Edward White (1873–1946) was an American novelist and spiritualist. Other notable works by this author include: “The Long Rifle” (1930), “Folded Hills” (1932), and “Ranchero” (1933). Many vintage texts such as this are becoming increasingly rare and expensive, and it is with this in mind that we are republishing this volume now, in an affordable, modern, high-quality edition. It comes complete with a specially commissioned new biography of the author. |
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... Roaring Dick,” said Tally sarcastically, “—but there's no denying he's a good man in the woods. But if he's at Marion, he's drunk; and if he's drunk, you can't do nothing with him.” “I heard it three days ago,” said the scaler. Tally ...
... Roaring Dick,” said Tally sarcastically, “—but there's no denying he's a good man in the woods. But if he's at Marion, he's drunk; and if he's drunk, you can't do nothing with him.” “I heard it three days ago,” said the scaler. Tally ...
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... Roaring Dick of the Woods!” said he thoughtfully at last. He thrust his hand in his pocket and took out the wad of greenbacks, contemplated them for a moment, and thrust them back. He caught Tally's eye. “Funny what different ideas men ...
... Roaring Dick of the Woods!” said he thoughtfully at last. He thrust his hand in his pocket and took out the wad of greenbacks, contemplated them for a moment, and thrust them back. He caught Tally's eye. “Funny what different ideas men ...
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... Roaring Dick limping painfully down the middle of the road. His hat was gone and he was liberally plastered with the soft mud of early spring. Not one word would he vouchsafe, but looked at them all malevolently. His intoxication seemed ...
... Roaring Dick limping painfully down the middle of the road. His hat was gone and he was liberally plastered with the soft mud of early spring. Not one word would he vouchsafe, but looked at them all malevolently. His intoxication seemed ...
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... Roaring Dick at the other table, rather whiter than the day before, but carrying himself boldly in spite of his poor head. As he looked, Roaring Dick caught his eye. The riverman evidently did not recognize having seen the young ...
... Roaring Dick at the other table, rather whiter than the day before, but carrying himself boldly in spite of his poor head. As he looked, Roaring Dick caught his eye. The riverman evidently did not recognize having seen the young ...
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... Roaring Dick sees it. I'd like to see his face.” “Look here, Tommy,” said Bob with decision, “this isn't fair. VIIIIXXXI XII.
... Roaring Dick sees it. I'd like to see his face.” “Look here, Tommy,” said Bob with decision, “this isn't fair. VIIIIXXXI XII.
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