Ken Ward had not been at the big university many days before he realized the miserable lot of a freshman. At first he was sorely puzzled. College was so different from what he had expected. At the high school of his home town, which, being the capita

Ken Ward had not been at the big university many days before he realized the miserable lot of a freshman. At first he was sorely puzzled. College was so different from what he had expected. At the high school of his home town, which, being the capita

Tales of Southern Rivesr recounts Grey's tales of fishing in the Gulf of Mexico, on rivers in the jungles fo Mexico, the Florida Keys, and in the Everglades.

In Tales of the Angler's Eldorado, Grey fishes New Zeland's legenday streams.

Zane Grey is best known as a fishing writer for the wild adventures of catching world record giants in the oceans around the world.

Zane Grey is best known as a fishing writer for the wild adventures of catching world record giants in the oceans around the world.

Most of the fish caught are sharks (great white, tiger, even a few carpet!) but you can't go big game fishing in Australia and not expect to be teased by marlins.

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - In a quiet corner of the stately little city of Wheeling, West Va., stands a monument on which is inscribed: By authority of the State of West Virginia to commemorate the siege of Fort Henry, Sept 11, 1782, the last battle of the American Revolution, this tablet is here placed. Had it not been for the heroism of a girl the foregoing inscription would never have been written, and the city of Wheeling would never have existed. From...

Purchase one of 1st World Librarys Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - A FACE haunted Cameron - a womans face. It was there in the white heart of the dying campfire; it hung in the shadows that hovered over the flickering light; it drifted in the darkness beyond. This hour, when the day had closed and the lonely desert night set in with its dead silence, was one in which Camerons mind was thronged with memories of a time long past - of a home back in Peoria, of a woman he had wronged and...