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March 23, 2013 • Featured, Foreign, Reviews • 862 •

There among the hills she met a warrior, whose duty...

We camped that night at the foot of the hills we had been approaching for two days and which marked the southern boundary of this particular sea. Our animals had been two days without drink, nor had they had...

March 22, 2013 • Featured, Lifestyle • 846

Gallery Post – Down the hill I saw a bevy...

Awesome photos by Daniel Zedda. I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians’ Heat-Ray now that the college was cleared out of the way....

March 21, 2013 • Featured, Foreign • 828

So once more the little company set off upon the...

So once more the little company set off upon the journey, the Lion walking with stately strides at Dorothy’s side. Toto did not approve this new comrade at first, for he could not forget how nearly he...

March 21, 2013 • Featured, Video • 842

Phileas Fogg was in the act of finishing the thirty-third...

The Mongolia had still sixteen hundred and fifty miles to traverse before reaching Bombay, and was obliged to remain four hours at Steamer Point to coal up. But this delay, as it was foreseen, did not affect...

March 20, 2013 • Featured • 1528

Bugatti saleswoman sells 11 Veyrons worth more than £13m in...

‘Come, my head’s free at last!’ said Alice in a tone of delight, which changed into alarm in another moment, when she found that her shoulders were nowhere to be found: all she could see,...

March 18, 2013 • Featured, Urban • 9155

The Mayor’s Office today announced the board, which is made...

Once more I took up my flight, nor were the Sagoths apparently overanxious to press their pursuit so closely as before. Unmolested I reached the top of the canyon where I found a sheer drop of two or three...

February 16, 2013 • Design, Featured, On The Go • 709

Nor would difference of country make any very essential difference

Were this world an endless plain, and by sailing eastward we could for ever reach new distances, and discover sights more sweet and strange than any Cyclades or Islands of King Solomon, then there were promise...

  • Europe’s population is getting older. What should we do?

    by • March 30, 2013 • Lifestyle • Comments Off on Europe’s population is getting older. What should we do? • 858

    And as I grasped it did I think of what it meant to the human race of Pellucidar, did there flash through my mind the thought that countless generations of my own kind yet unborn would have reason to worship me for the thing that I had accomplished for them? I did not. I thought of a beautiful oval face, gazing out of limpid eyes, through a waving mass of jet-black hair. I thought of red, red lips, God-made for kissing. And of a sudden, apropos of nothing, standing there alone in the secret chamber of the Mahars of Pellucidar, I realized that I loved Dian the Beautiful.

    For an instant I stood there thinking of her, and then, with a sigh, I tucked the book in the thong that supported my loin cloth, and turned to leave the apartment. At the bottom of the corridor which leads aloft from the lower chambers I whistled in accordance with the prearranged signal which was to announce to Perry and Ghak that I had been successful. A moment later they stood beside me, and to my surprise I saw that Hooja the Sly One accompanied them. Continue Reading

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    Gallery – Post with slider – I asked Perry what he thought about it

    by • March 30, 2013 • Reviews, Urban • Comments Off on Gallery – Post with slider – I asked Perry what he thought about it • 925 •

    If ever you find her, yes, he answered. Merely to raise her hand above her head and drop it in the presence of others is sufficient to release her; but how may you ever find her, you who are doomed to a life of slavery yourself in the buried city of Phutra? Is there no escape? I asked. Hooja the Sly One escaped and took the others with him, replied Ghak. “But there are no more dark places on the way to Phutra, and once there it is not so easy—the Mahars are very wise. Even if one escaped from Phutra there are the thipdars—they would find you, and then—” the Hairy One shuddered. “No, you will never escape the Mahars.” Continue Reading

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  • Commission needs to consider fundamental penalize changes

    by • March 29, 2013 • Sport • Comments Off on Commission needs to consider fundamental penalize changes • 997 •

    Poor Alice! It was as much as she could do, lying down on one side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get through was more hopeless than ever: she sat down and began to cry again.

    ‘You ought to be ashamed of yourself,’ said Alice, ‘a great girl like you,’ (she might well say this), ‘to go on crying in this way! Stop this moment, I tell you!’ But she went on all the same, shedding gallons of tears, until there was a large pool all round her, about four inches deep and reaching half down the hall. Continue Reading

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  • Brand New Cadillac CTS revealed for New York auto show

    by • March 29, 2013 • Design, Reviews • Comments Off on Brand New Cadillac CTS revealed for New York auto show • 774 •

    Fix now decided to make a bold move; he resolved to tell Passepartout all. It seemed to be the only possible means of keeping Phileas Fogg several days longer at Hong Kong. He accordingly invited his companion into a tavern which caught his eye on the quay. On entering, they found themselves in a large room handsomely decorated, at the end of which was a large camp-bed furnished with cushions. Several persons lay upon this bed in a deep sleep. At the small tables which were arranged about the room some thirty customers were drinking English beer, porter, gin, and brandy; smoking, the while, long red clay pipes stuffed with little balls of opium mingled with essence of rose. From time to time one of the smokers, overcome with the narcotic, would slip under the table, whereupon the waiters, taking him by the head and feet, carried and laid him upon the bed. The bed already supported twenty of these stupefied sots. Continue Reading

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  • There among the hills she met a warrior, whose duty it was to guard

    by • March 23, 2013 • Featured, Foreign, Reviews • Comments Off on There among the hills she met a warrior, whose duty it was to guard • 862 •

    We camped that night at the foot of the hills we had been approaching for two days and which marked the southern boundary of this particular sea. Our animals had been two days without drink, nor had they had water for nearly two months, not since shortly after leaving Thark; but, as Tars Tarkas explained to me, they require but little and can live almost indefinitely upon the moss which covers Barsoom, and which, he told me, holds in its tiny stems sufficient moisture to meet the limited demands of the animals. Continue Reading

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    Gallery Post – Down the hill I saw a bevy of hussars

    by • March 22, 2013 • Featured, Lifestyle • Comments Off on Gallery Post – Down the hill I saw a bevy of hussars • 846

    Awesome photos by Daniel Zedda. I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians’ Heat-Ray now that the college was cleared out of the way. At that I gripped my wife’s arm, and without ceremony ran her out into the road. Then I fetched out the servant, telling her I would go upstairs myself for the box she was clamouring for.

    “We can’t possibly stay here,” I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the common. “But where are we to go?” said my wife in terror. I thought perplexed. Then I remembered her cousins at Leatherhead.

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  • As for Captain Speedy, he continued to howl and growl in his cabin

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  • So once more the little company set off upon the journey

    by • March 21, 2013 • Featured, Foreign • Comments (1) • 828

    So once more the little company set off upon the journey, the Lion walking with stately strides at Dorothy’s side. Toto did not approve this new comrade at first, for he could not forget how nearly he had been crushed between the Lion’s great jaws. But after a time he became more at ease, and presently Toto and the Cowardly Lion had grown to be good friends.

    During the rest of that day there was no other adventure to mar the peace of their journey. Once, indeed, the Tin Woodman stepped upon a beetle that was crawling along the road, and killed the poor little thing. This made the Tin Woodman very unhappy, for he was always careful not to hurt any living creature; and as he walked along he wept several tears of sorrow and regret. Continue Reading

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  • The tableau all waned at last with the pallidness aloft; and once more the Pequod

    by • March 21, 2013 • Formats, Traveling • Comments Off on The tableau all waned at last with the pallidness aloft; and once more the Pequod • 1826

    All the yard-arms were tipped with a pallid fire; and touched at each tri-pointed lightning-rod-end with three tapering white flames, each of the three tall masts was silently burning in that sulphurous air, like three gigantic wax tapers before an altar.

    “Blast the boat! let it go!” cried Stubb at this instant, as a swashing sea heaved up under his own little craft, so that its gunwale violently jammed his hand, as he was passing a lashing. “Blast it!”—but slipping backward on the deck, his uplifted eyes caught the flames; and immediately shifting his tone he cried—”The corpusants have mercy on us all!” Continue Reading

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  • But the captain, having some unusual reason for believing that rare good luck

    by • March 21, 2013 • Foreign, Urban • Comments Off on But the captain, having some unusual reason for believing that rare good luck • 812

    For my humor’s sake, I shall preserve the style in which I once narrated it at Lima, to a lounging circle of my Spanish friends, one saint’s eve, smoking upon the thick-gilt tiled piazza of the Golden Inn. Of those fine cavaliers, the young Dons, Pedro and Sebastian, were on the closer terms with me; and hence the interluding questions they occasionally put, and which are duly answered at the time.

    “Some two years prior to my first learning the events which I am about rehearsing to you, gentlemen, the Town-Ho, Sperm Whaler of Nantucket, was cruising in your Pacific here, not very many days’ sail eastward from the eaves of this good Golden Inn. Continue Reading

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