Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
THE BLACKFEET CREATION Far from being disconcerted, this farmyard goddess is not even ashamed (as indeed how could she be?) of her naked arms, and, coming up to him, rests them upon the upper rung of the entrance-gate and surveys him calmly if kindly. "To Bantry," says Mona, growing white again,—"to-night! Oh, do you want to kill me and yourself?".
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
“Oh Miss Gordon,” cried Betty, her dark brown eyes sparkling with delight, “the flowers can talk to each other across them telfone wires, can’t they?”I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
“Yes, thank you. But most my heart is hungry. Will you help me to find my mama?”
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
Some young men ran up to the person and said to him, "Why have you sat here all day in the great heat? Come to the shade of the lodges. The chief asks you to eat with him." The person rose and threw off his robe and the young men were surprised. He wore fine clothing; his bow, shield, and other weapons were of strange make; but they knew his face, although the scar was gone, and they ran ahead, shouting, "The Scarface poor young man has come. He is poor no longer. The scar on his face is gone." "Go on, Nolly," says Nicholas. "Go on, Nolly," says Doatie. "Tired?" says Rodney, fixing his black, gloomy eyes upon her..
298 people found this
review helpful