The story collection includes the following tales: ON THE BRIDGE THE SEA HORSES THE DERELICT MY HOUSE SHALL BE CALLED THE HOUSE OF PRAYER FROM THE TIDELESS SEA THE CAPTAIN OF THE ONION BOAT THE VOICE IN THE NIGHT THROUGH THE VORTEX OF A CYCLONE THE MYSTERY OF THE DERELICT THE SHAMRAKEN HOMEWARD-BOUNDER GREY SEAS ARE DREAMING OF MY DEATH
Well, the last one is a poem, but there you go.
The story collection includes the following tales: ON THE BRIDGE THE SEA HORSES THE DERELICT MY HOUSE SHALL BE CALLED THE HOUSE OF PRAYER<...
The story collection includes the following tales: ON THE BRIDGE THE SEA HORSES THE DERELICT MY HOUSE SHALL BE CALLED THE HOUSE OF PRAYER FROM THE TIDELESS SEA THE CAPTAIN OF THE ONION BOAT THE VOICE IN THE NIGHT THROUGH THE VORTEX OF A CYCLONE THE MYSTERY OF THE DERELICT THE SHAMRAKEN HOMEWARD-BOUNDER GREY SEAS ARE DREAMING OF MY DEATH
Well, the last one is a poem, but there you go.
This Large Print Edition is presented in easy-to-read 16 point type.
The story collection includes the following tales: ON THE BRIDGE THE SEA HORSES THE DERELICT MY HOUSE SHALL BE CALLED THE HOUSE OF PRAYER<...
The Sun has gone out: the Earth is lit only by the glow of residual vulcanism. The last few millions of the human race are gathered together in a gigantic metal pyramid, the Last Redoubt, under siege from unknown forces and Powers outside in the dark. These are held back by a Circle of energy, known as the "air clog," powered from the Earth's internal energy. For millennia, vast living shapes - the Watchers - have waited in the darkness near the pyramid: it is thought they are waiting for the inevitable time when the Circle's power finally weakens and dies. Other living things have been seen...
The Sun has gone out: the Earth is lit only by the glow of residual vulcanism. The last few millions of the human race are gathered together in a giga...
Being an account of their Adventures in the Strange places of the Earth, after the foundering of the good ship Glen Carrig through striking upon a hidden rock in the unknown seas to the Southward. As told by John Winterstraw, Gent., to his son James Winterstraw, in the year 1757, and by him committed very properly and legibly to manuscript.
Being an account of their Adventures in the Strange places of the Earth, after the foundering of the good ship Glen Carrig through striking upon a hid...
This book forms the last of three. The first published was "The Boats of the 'Glen Carrig'"; the second, "The House on the Borderland"; this, the third, completes what, perhaps, may be termed a trilogy; for, though very different in scope, each of the three books deals with certain conceptions that have an elemental kinship. With this book, the author believes that he closes the door, so far as he is concerned, on a particular phase of constructive thought.
This book forms the last of three. The first published was "The Boats of the 'Glen Carrig'"; the second, "The House on the Borderland"; this, the thir...
In response to Carnacki's usual card of invitation to have dinner and listen to a story, I arrived promptly at 427, Cheyne Walk, to find the three others who were always invited to these happy little times, there before me. Five minutes later, Carnacki, Arkright, Jessop, Taylor, and I were all engaged in the "pleasant occupation" of dining. "You've not been long away, this time," I remarked, as I finished my soup; forgetting momentarily Carnacki's dislike of being asked even to skirt the borders of his story until such time as he was ready. Then he would not stint words.
In response to Carnacki's usual card of invitation to have dinner and listen to a story, I arrived promptly at 427, Cheyne Walk, to find the three oth...
In response to Carnacki's usual card of invitation to have dinner and listen to a story, I arrived promptly at 427, Cheyne Walk, to find the three others who were always invited to these happy little times, there before me. Five minutes later, Carnacki, Arkright, Jessop, Taylor, and I were all engaged in the "pleasant occupation" of dining. "You've not been long away, this time," I remarked, as I finished my soup; forgetting momentarily Carnacki's dislike of being asked even to skirt the borders of his story until such time as he was ready. Then he would not stint words.
In response to Carnacki's usual card of invitation to have dinner and listen to a story, I arrived promptly at 427, Cheyne Walk, to find the three oth...
This book forms the last of three. The first published was "The Boats of the 'Glen Carrig'"; the second, "The House on the Borderland"; this, the third, completes what, perhaps, may be termed a trilogy; for, though very different in scope, each of the three books deals with certain conceptions that have an elemental kinship. With this book, the author believes that he closes the door, so far as he is concerned, on a particular phase of constructive thought.
This book forms the last of three. The first published was "The Boats of the 'Glen Carrig'"; the second, "The House on the Borderland"; this, the thir...
