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Category： Author：Herbert George Wells
The Sea Lady is a mermaid who ingratiates herself on an upper crust family who live by the seaside. She sets her sights on the dashing political hopeful in the family, plotting on taking him away from his fiancee and eventually his family.
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Category： Author：Thornton W. Burgess
Little Joe Otter is a playful, but shy fellow. He loves to romp and swim and slide on the banks of the Smiling Pool Even though he plays and swims with abandon, he is extremely aware of his surroundings.
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Category： Author：Jules Verne儒勒·凡尔纳
Dick Sands, a youth of fifteen, must assume command of a ship after the disappearance of its captain. Nature’s forces combined with evil doings of men lead him and his companions to many dangerous adventures on sea and in Central Africa.
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Category： Author：Jean Webster琴·韦伯斯特
Jerry is a wealthy upper-class American who gets stuck in a small Italian village waiting for his company to arrive. He's getting very bored, so when the hotel waiter tells him about a lovely young American woman named Constance staying in a nearby villa, he decides to drop by unannounced and meet her.
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Category： Author：Rex Ellingwood Beach
Many men were in debt to the trader at Flambeau, and many counted him as a friend. The latter never reasoned why, except that he had done them favors, and in the North that counts for much.
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Category： Author：Lucy Maud Montgomery
It was a clear, apple-green evening in May, and Four Winds Harbour was mirroring back the clouds of the golden west between its softly dark shores. The sea moaned eerily on the sand-bar, sorrowful even in spring, but a sly, jovial wind came piping down the red harbour road along which Miss Cornelia's comfortable, matronly figure was m...
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Category： Author：novel
Mickey O’Rooney and Fred Munson were stretched on the Apache blanket, carefully watching the eyes of the wild beast whenever they showed themselves, and had been talking in guarded tones. The Irishman had been silent for several minutes, when the lad asked him a question and received no answer. When the thing was repeated s...
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Category： Author：Robert Michael Ballantyne
Whitewing was a Red Indian of the North American prairies. Though not a chief of the highest standing, he was a very great man in the estimation of his tribe, for, besides being possessed of qualities which are highly esteemed among all savages—such as courage, strength, agility, and the like—he was a deep thinker, an...
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Category： Author：Robert Michael Ballantyne
In the midst of the great wilderness—we might almost say the wilds—of that comparatively unknown region which lies on the Surrey side of the Thames, just above London Bridge, there sauntered one fine day a big bronzed seaman of middle age. He turned into an alley, down which, nautically speaking, he rolled into a shab...
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Category： Author：Robert Michael Ballantyne
There are few things in this world that have filled me with so much astonishment as the fact that man can kill a whale! That a fish, more than sixty feet long, and thirty feet round the body; with the bulk of three hundred fat oxen rolled into one; with the strength of many hundreds of horses; able to swim at a rate that would ca...
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