Excerpt from Honest John Oliver: The Life Story of the Honourable John Oliver, Premier of British Columbia, 1918-1927The warmth and perfume of an August day ¿oated in through the open window and soothed him like a silent lullaby. The sound of a motor-car, the bark of a dog, the rumble of a street car a short distance away, the subdued voices of the household - all these came to him as from another world and were lost in the Visions that lighted his mind.Around the city, on the south shores of Vancouver Island, the blue sea broke in foam that fell from its lips as softly as the snow. The water glittered in a soft, summer sheen far out towards the mountains crowning the neighbouring shores. It seemed to pal pitate and swell as if with an inner life that gave it sentience and meaning.John Oliver with closed eyes saw it all, and as he dreamed, the spirit of the sea - that aura that shimmered over it like an almost invisible veil - seemed to lift with all its undulant motion. Over the shores on every side it rose higher and higher, and converging to a centre it surged upward and onward into the room where he lay, and his soul ¿oated upon it rocked as on the sea of death.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.