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- Autorius: Harold Frederic
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1508671931
- ISBN-13: 9781508671930
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.7 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
The Deserter, and Other Stories A Book of Two Wars (el. knyga) (skaityta knyga) | knygos.lt
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It was the coldest morning of the winter, thus far, and winter is no joke on those northern tablelands, where the streams still run black in token of their forest origin, and old men remember how the deer used to be driven to their clearings for food, when the snow had piled itself breast high through the fastnesses of the Adirondacks. The wilderness had been chopped and burned backward out of sight since their pioneer days, but this change, if anything, served only to add greater bitterness to the winter's cold. Certainly it seemed to Job Parshall that this was the coldest morning he had ever known. It would be bad enough when daylight came, but the darkness of this early hour made it almost too much for flesh and blood to bear. There had been a stray star or two visible overhead when he first came out-of-doors at half-past four, but even these were missing now.
- Autorius: Harold Frederic
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1508671931
- ISBN-13: 9781508671930
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.7 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
It was the coldest morning of the winter, thus far, and winter is no joke on those northern tablelands, where the streams still run black in token of their forest origin, and old men remember how the deer used to be driven to their clearings for food, when the snow had piled itself breast high through the fastnesses of the Adirondacks. The wilderness had been chopped and burned backward out of sight since their pioneer days, but this change, if anything, served only to add greater bitterness to the winter's cold. Certainly it seemed to Job Parshall that this was the coldest morning he had ever known. It would be bad enough when daylight came, but the darkness of this early hour made it almost too much for flesh and blood to bear. There had been a stray star or two visible overhead when he first came out-of-doors at half-past four, but even these were missing now.
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