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Price $ 1.50 Postpaid OVERLAND MONTHLY SAN FRANCISCO , CAL . Vose V V Halftone Engravings 9 Cents Per Square Inch For Advertising Purposes For Illustrating Booklets For Newspapers For Magazines The halftone engravings that have appeared ...
Price $ 1.50 Postpaid OVERLAND MONTHLY SAN FRANCISCO , CAL . Vose V V Halftone Engravings 9 Cents Per Square Inch For Advertising Purposes For Illustrating Booklets For Newspapers For Magazines The halftone engravings that have appeared ...
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Postage : To Canada , 3 cents ; Foreign , 5 cents . Copyrighted , 1919 , by the Overland Monthly Company . Entered at the San Francisco , Cal . , Post - office as second - class matter . Published by the OVERLAND MONTHLY COMPANY , San ...
Postage : To Canada , 3 cents ; Foreign , 5 cents . Copyrighted , 1919 , by the Overland Monthly Company . Entered at the San Francisco , Cal . , Post - office as second - class matter . Published by the OVERLAND MONTHLY COMPANY , San ...
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Serried Peaks That Cut the Everlasting Snows . Lake Tahoe In Its Summer Beauty . San Francisco ,
Serried Peaks That Cut the Everlasting Snows . Lake Tahoe In Its Summer Beauty . San Francisco ,
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San Francisco , January , 1920 Snow Sheds In the High Sierras . Snow Peaks Shining Over the Sapphire Lake . " Some. PARVARD OVERLAND MONTHLY Founded 1868 BRET HARTE VOL . LXXV No. 1 moons I T was 11:30 p . m . , after a sunny mid ...
San Francisco , January , 1920 Snow Sheds In the High Sierras . Snow Peaks Shining Over the Sapphire Lake . " Some. PARVARD OVERLAND MONTHLY Founded 1868 BRET HARTE VOL . LXXV No. 1 moons I T was 11:30 p . m . , after a sunny mid ...
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San Francisco was once his home , so the story goes , and he has cooked for the American Army on the border . pose he is attached to us because he speaks English . The bombarding let up a bit and I went up to see what was left of the ...
San Francisco was once his home , so the story goes , and he has cooked for the American Army on the border . pose he is attached to us because he speaks English . The bombarding let up a bit and I went up to see what was left of the ...
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Stran 232 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said : "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say ?" "Why, say, 'Sail on ! sail on ! and on !'" "My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan and weak.
Stran 158 - Sail on ! sail on ! sail on ! and on !" Then pale and worn, he paced his deck, And peered through darkness.
Stran 158 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say, at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 133 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Stran 113 - The bravest battle that ever was fought! Shall I tell you where and when ? On the maps of the world you will find it not : 'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Stran 232 - BEHIND him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores ; Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said: "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak; what shall I say?
Stran 113 - In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I hesitate to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.
Stran 158 - This mad sea shows his teeth tonight. He curls his lip, he lies in wait. With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Adm'r'l, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 87 - For ever and aye in dust at his side ? " Look at the roses saluting each other ; Look at the herds all at peace on the plain. Man, and man only, makes war on his brother ; And laughs in his heart at his peril and pain : Shamed by the beasts that go down on the plain. " Is it worth while that we battle to humble Some poor fellow down into the dust...
Stran 158 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light!