The Rules of the Game (Western Novel)e-artnow, 18. 12. 2019 - Počet stran: 564 The Rules of the Game is the tale of 19th century California, with her beautiful forests and mountains, and the severe battle for the preservation of nature between the Government and financial companies. The main protagonist of the story is a young college man who goes to a lumber camp where he gets mistreated, but also finds a romance. |
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... hand, his eyes lost in abstraction. As he looked, the winter murk parted noiselessly, as though the effect were prearranged; a blue sky shone through on a glint of bluer water; and, wonder of wonders, there through the grimy dirty roar ...
... hand, his eyes lost in abstraction. As he looked, the winter murk parted noiselessly, as though the effect were prearranged; a blue sky shone through on a glint of bluer water; and, wonder of wonders, there through the grimy dirty roar ...
Strana
... hand without hesitation on any one of these documents," he waved his hand about the room. "I can't." He stopped to light the stub of a long-extinct cigar. "I can't make it hard for that sort of man. So I guess we'll have to take you out ...
... hand without hesitation on any one of these documents," he waved his hand about the room. "I can't." He stopped to light the stub of a long-extinct cigar. "I can't make it hard for that sort of man. So I guess we'll have to take you out ...
Strana
... hand. "How are you, Mr. Fox?" he greeted. "Just in?" "Hullo, Johnny," replied Fox, "how are things? I see you're busy." "Yes, we're busy," replied the man, "and we'll keep busy." "Everything going all right?" "Pretty good. Poor lot of ...
... hand. "How are you, Mr. Fox?" he greeted. "Just in?" "Hullo, Johnny," replied Fox, "how are things? I see you're busy." "Yes, we're busy," replied the man, "and we'll keep busy." "Everything going all right?" "Pretty good. Poor lot of ...
Strana
... and the lading of the ships. Soon the trestles widened, the tracks diverging like the fingers of a hand on the broad front to the second story of the mill. Mason said something about seeing the whole of it, and led the way along a.
... and the lading of the ships. Soon the trestles widened, the tracks diverging like the fingers of a hand on the broad front to the second story of the mill. Mason said something about seeing the whole of it, and led the way along a.
Strana
... hand-guards, piling the lumber. It was good to draw in deep breaths of this air, to smell deeply of he aromatic odours of the north. Suddenly the mill whistle began to blow. Beneath the noise he could hear the machinery beginning to run ...
... hand-guards, piling the lumber. It was good to draw in deep breaths of this air, to smell deeply of he aromatic odours of the north. Suddenly the mill whistle began to blow. Beneath the noise he could hear the machinery beginning to run ...
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