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Unlike some other reproductions of classic texts (1) We have not used OCR(Optical Character Recognition), as this leads to bad quality books with introduced typos. (2) In books where there are images such as portraits, maps, sketches etc We have endeavoured to keep the quality of these images, so they represent accurately the original artefact. Although occasionally there may be certain imperfections with these old texts, we feel they deserve ...

Excerpt from The Rest Hollow MysteryKenwick buttoned his heavy overcoat about him and limped painfully toward the cliff, keep ing as nearly as possible a straight line from his starting-point. Although his surroundings were totally unfamiliar his mind was clear. But he had that curious sensation of a man who has slept all night in a strange bed, and in the first moment of wakening is unable to adjust himself to his environment. While he groped...

Excerpt from The Girl From Four Corners a Romance of California to-DayIT was five o'clock on Sunday afternoon. Margaret Garrison, standing by the library window, watched her uncle and aunt and cousin Edith start away for the usual Sunday evening supper at the Peytons'. She even managed a smile and a wave of her hand, and then as the trio vanished around the corner her face settled into the hard, tense lines that it had worn all that crucial da...

Excerpt from The Rest Hollow Mystery Kenwick himself had no recollection of the accident. But he knew that there must have been one, for when he recovered consciousness, his clothes were full of burrs, his hat was badly crushed, and there was a violent throbbing in one of his legs. With both hands gripping the aching thigh in a futile effort to soothe its pain, he dragged himself into the clearing and looked about. It was one of those narrow...

Excerpt from The Girl From Four Corners a Romance of California to-Day IT was five o'clock on Sunday afternoon. Margaret Garrison, standing by the library window, watched her uncle and aunt and cousin Edith start away for the usual Sunday evening supper at the Peytons'. She even managed a smile and a wave of her hand, and then as the trio vanished around the corner her face settled into the hard, tense lines that it had worn all that crucial ...