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The Log of a Cowboy by Andy Adams
Just why my father moved, at the close of the civil war, from Georgia to Texas, is to this good hour a mystery to me. While we did not exactly belong to the poor whites, we classed with them in poverty, being renters; but I am inclined to think my parents were intellectually superior to that common type of the South. Both were foreign born, my mother being Scotch and my father a north of Ireland man,—as I remember him, now, impulsive, hasty in action, and slow to confess a fault. It was his impulsiveness that led him to volunteer and serve four years in the Confederate army,—trying years to my mother, with a brood of seven children to feed, garb, and house. The war brought me my initiation as a cowboy, of which I have now, after the long lapse of years, the greater portion of which were spent with cattle, a distinct recollection. Sherman’s army, in its march to the sea, passed through our county, devastating that section for miles in its passing.
The Long Road of Woman’s Memory by Jane Addams
For many years at Hull-House I have at intervals detected in certain old people, when they spoke of their past experiences, a tendency to an idealization, almost to a romanticism sug- gestive of the ardent dreams and groundless ambitions we have all observed in the young when they recklessly lay their plans for the future.
The Long Shadow by B.M. Bower
One of the famous American author who wrote novels, fictional short stories, and screenplays about the American Old West – B. M. Bower’s present novel ‘The Long Shadow’ was first published in the year 1909.
The Longest Journey by E. M. Forster
“The cow is there,” said Ansell, lighting a match and holding it out over the carpet. No one spoke. He waited till the end of the match fell off. Then he said again, “She is there, the cow. There, now.”
“You have not proved it,” said a voice.
“I have proved it to myself.”
“I have proved to myself that she isn’t,” said the voice. “The cow is not there.” Ansell frowned and lit another match.
“She’s there for me,” he declared. “I don’t care whether she’s there for you or not. Whether I’m in Cambridge or Iceland or dead, the cow will be there.”
The Look Book Magazine
Welcome to Lookbook!
A new fortnightly books and lifetyle magazine.
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We all love getting our hands on a great new read, but in The Look Book, the book isn’t the hero, you are. We’ll talk about all the things our latest read has inspired us to discover the places, the clothes, the experiences; with features on relationships, dating, fashion and lifestyle that are worthy of a women’s glossy.
We’ll also bring you lots of fun interactive ways to discover more about your
favourite reads, from chapter excerpts, author videos and interviews, to
suggestions on places to visit, and competitions to win free stuff.
The Lookbook Magazine is out every two weeks, as long as you have a p.c., mobile, tablet, you can read it ANYWHERE.
We hope you enjoy it as much as we’ve enjoyed creating it.
The Lookbook team
The Lord Of Lanka
Ambition and arrogance, these were to be the cause of Ravana’s downfall. Blessed by both Brahma the creator and Shiva the destroyer, the powerful ruler of Lanka could have enjoyed fame and respect had he only reined in his arrogance. It was left to Vishnu the preserver to find a way to curb Ravana. In the process, there unfolded one of the world’s most beautiful romantic sagas, the story of Rama’s love for his devoted Sita.
The Loss of His Majesty’s Frigate Anson by Unknown
“On the 27th of December, 1807, cruizing off the Black Rocks, and perceiving the approach of a gale, kept a look out for the commodore in the Dragon. The next morning (Monday) the gale increasing from the S.W. and not perceiving the Dragon in any direction, at nine o’clock, shaped our course for the Lizard, with a view of getting into Falmouth.
