The Last Canyon: A NovelHMH, 26 сент. 2002 г. - Всего страниц: 352 A historical novel about John Wesley Powell’s nineteenth-century expedition through the Grand Canyon: “A riveting adventure tale” (The Seattle Times). In 1869, John Wesley Powell set out on a voyage of exploration through the Grand Canyon, the last great expedition of discovery in US history. In this vivid novel, John Vernon intertwines two stories—that of Powell and his crew, and that of a band of Paiute Indians, known as the Shivwits, who lived on the north rim of the canyon. As the novel moves inexorably toward a violent encounter between the two groups, Vernon deftly leads us into perilous geographical and emotional territory in a story of triumph, hardship, bravery, and loss. “Richly imagined.” —Los Angeles Times “No author has tried to put the reader as squarely in Powell’s waterlogged shoes . . . Packs a wallop.” —Salt Lake Tribune |
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... feel quite proud of our little fleet as it lies in the river waiting for us to embark: the Stars and Stripes, spread by a stiff breeze, over the Emma Dean; the waves rocking the little vessels; and the current of the Green, swollen, mad ...
... feel quite proud of our little fleet as it lies in the river waiting for us to embark: the Stars and Stripes, spread by a stiff breeze, over the Emma Dean; the waves rocking the little vessels; and the current of the Green, swollen, mad ...
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... The loose mouth just hung there. "If I feel the need to sneeze, the sensation is like being stabbed in the back. Then I can't. It's cut off before the crisis." "Need yourself a woman," said Walter, who turned to his 13.
... The loose mouth just hung there. "If I feel the need to sneeze, the sensation is like being stabbed in the back. Then I can't. It's cut off before the crisis." "Need yourself a woman," said Walter, who turned to his 13.
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... feel, as though even at rest you were always approaching the edge of a cliff. Andy Hall waded in the river to his calves and pissed upstream. Like spitting into the wind, Wes thought. Andy shook his member at the rapids, now diminished ...
... feel, as though even at rest you were always approaching the edge of a cliff. Andy Hall waded in the river to his calves and pissed upstream. Like spitting into the wind, Wes thought. Andy shook his member at the rapids, now diminished ...
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... feel good, though?" "First you freeze, then you burn." "I thought it was over," said the Englishman. "Thought we'd gone to meet our Maker." Walter Powell raised his head. "Then how come you're smiling?" "Something amusing just occurred ...
... feel good, though?" "First you freeze, then you burn." "I thought it was over," said the Englishman. "Thought we'd gone to meet our Maker." Walter Powell raised his head. "Then how come you're smiling?" "Something amusing just occurred ...
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... feel what it felt, he'd go mad again and stay mad forever. Oval and flat, grayish brown, with toothed mandibles, studded all over with warts and bristles, the ant lion seized the ant with his pincers, punctured its body, and sucked out ...
... feel what it felt, he'd go mad again and stay mad forever. Oval and flat, grayish brown, with toothed mandibles, studded all over with warts and bristles, the ant lion seized the ant with his pincers, punctured its body, and sucked out ...
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Part Three July 3July 131869 | |
Part Four | |
Part Five July 14July 191869 | |
Part Six | |
Part Seven July 20Angnst 3 1869 | |
Part Eight | |
Part Nine August 5August 28 1869 | |
Part Ten | |
Epilogue One Year Later September 1870 | |
Back Matter | |
Back Cover | |
Spine | |
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