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Category： Author：Bret Harte布勒特·哈特
“In the Carquinez Woods, in the arms of the man you were just defending—Low, the half-breed.” The room had become so dark that from the road nothing could be distinguished. Only the momentary sound of struggling feet was heard. “Sit down,” said Brace's voice, “and don't be a fool.
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Category： Author：Harry Castlemon
OUR scene opens in the swamp that stretches away for miles north of Lawrence.
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Category： Author：novel
The Curlytops in the Woods Howard R Garis. Published by Cupples & Leon Company, 1923. The series, published from 1918-1932 by Cupples and Leon, tells the adventures of the nauseating "Curlytops"
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Category： Author：Arthur Scott Bailey
This series of animal stories for children from three to eight years, tells of the adventures of the four-footed creatures of our American woods and fields in an amusing way, which delights small two-footed human beings.
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Category： Author：John Breck
You’d have thought every wing and paw in the Woods and Fields (except the Bad Little Owls, of course) would have been glad to know that Silvertip the Fox was caught.
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Category： Author：Ann Radcliffe
On the northern shore of Sicily are still to be seen the magnificent remains of a castle, which formerly belonged to the noble house of Mazzini. It stands in the centre of a small bay, and upon a gentle acclivity, which, on one side, slopes towards the sea, and on the other rises into an eminence crowned by dark woods.
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Category： Author：Arthur Scott Bailey
When Johnnie Green was younger, it always scared him to hear Solomon Owl's deep-toned voice calling in the woods after dark.
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Category： Author：Bradford Torrey
The writer of this little book has found so much pleasure in other men's woods and fields that he has come to look upon himself as in some sort the owner of them. Their lawful possessors will not begrudge him this feeling, he believes, nor take it amiss if he assumes, even in this public way, to hold a rambler's lease of their property.
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Category： Author：Lucy Maud Montgomery
MRS. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies’ eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place; it was reputed to be an intricate, headlong brook in its earlier course through those woods, with dark secret...
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