The Last Nazi is found in the American Midwest after 50 years! Born of German immigrants he takes on the bitterness of his family from the defeat in WWI; sympathizing with Hitler, he wields vengeance on an unsuspecting merchant of a local community. Yet, the ghosts of the past haunt him. His greatest fear of being found becomes a reality and his only salvation in the end, but it is too late.The Last Nazi is found in the American Midwest where he has been hiding for 50 years! Born of German immigrants he takes on the bitterness of his family from the defeat in World War I; sympathizing with Hitler, he wields vengeance on an unsuspecting Jewish merchant of a local farming community. Yet, the ghosts of the past haunt him on his last night on earth in an eerie surrealism. As the old man sleeps in the dilapidated farm house his greatest fear of being found becomes a reality and his only salvation in the end, but it is too late.

The story of Margaret Donne, the queen of song, who finally marries the man for whom she had known only loathing and fear.

George Washington Cable was an American novelist notable for the realism of his portrayals of Creole life in his native New Orleans, Louisiana. He has been called "the most important southern artist working in the late 19th century, as well as the first modern southern writer."

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A collection of seventy seven poems written over the span of seven thoughtful and youthful years.A Poem

An anthology of verse by women poets writing in Persian, most of whom have never been translated into English before, from acclaimed scholar and translator Dick Davis.A Penguin ClassicThe Mirror of My Heart is a unique and captivating collection of eighty-three Persian women poets, many of whom wrote anonymously or were punished for their outspokenness. One of the very first Persian poets was a woman (Rabe'eh, who lived over a thousand years ago) and there have been women poets writing in Persian in virtually every generation since that time until the present. Before the twentieth century they tended to come from society's social extremes—many were princesses, some were entertainers, but many were wives and daughters who wrote simply for their own entertainment, and they were active in many different countries - Iran, India, Afghanistan, and areas of central Asia that are now Uzbekistan, Turkmenistan, and Tajikistan. From Rabe'eh in the tenth century to...

During the time of the Pharoahs of Egypt, the goddess Bastet is sent by Ra to prevent the murder of the expectant mother of the next Pharoah, but the future is clouded as to the identity of the killer. Bastet must discover who is to be the murderer, and thereby thwart the chaos certain to ensue should the future heir be kept from being born. But time is running out and disaster appears imminent.During the time of the Pharoahs of Egypt, the goddess Bastet is sent by Ra to prevent the murder of the expectant mother of the next Pharoah. Ra has foresee the death of the Great Royal Wife, but the future is clouded as to the identity of the killer. Bastet must discover who will commit the murder, prevent it, and thereby thwart a period of chaos certain to ensue should the future heir be kept from being born. Treachery and deceit lurk around every corner as the goddess of fertility sets about to prevent disaster and death not just of the unborn Pharoah and his mother, but of an entire civilization.

The classic book of all time.The classic book of all time.

Young Blood by E. W. Hornung"When all the world is young, lad,"And all the trees are green;"And every goose a swan, lad,"And every lass a queen;"Then hey for boot and horse, lad,"And round the world away;"Young blood must have its course, lad,"And every dog his day."The Water Babies.CHAPTER I. THE OLD HOME.Harry Ringrose came of age on the happiest morning of his life. He was on dry land at last, and flying north at fifty miles an hour instead of at some insignificant and yet precarious number of knots. He would be at home to eat his birthday breakfast after all; and half the night he sat awake in a long ecstasy of grateful retrospect and delicious anticipation, as one by one the familiar stations were hailed and left behind, each an older friend than the last, and each a deadlier enemy to sleep. Worn out by excitement, however, he lay down for a minute between Crewe and Warrington, and knew no more until the guard came to him at the little junction across the Westmoreland border. Harry started up, the early sun in his sleepy eyes, and for an instant the first-class smoking-compartment was his state-room aboard the ship Sobraon, and the guard one of his good friends the officers. Then with a rush of exquisite joy the glorious truth came home to him, and he was up and out that instant—the happiest and the luckiest young rascal in the land.It was the 19th of May, and a morning worthy the month and the occasion. The sun had risen in a flawless sky, and the dear old English birds were singing on all sides of the narrow platform, as Harry Ringrose stretched his spindle-legs upon it and saw his baggage out of the long lithe express and into the little clumsy local which was to carry him home. The youth was thin and tall, yet not ungainly, with a thatch of very black hair, but none upon his sun-burnt face. He was shabbily dressed, his boots were down at heel and toe, there were buttons missing from his old tweed coat, and he wore a celluloid collar with his flannel shirt. On the other hand, he was travelling first-class, and the literary supplies tucked under his arm had cost the extravagant fellow several shillings at Euston book-stall. Yet he had very little money in his pocket. He took it all out to count. It amounted to five shillings and sixpence exactly, of which he gave half-a-crown to the guard for waking him, and a shilling to a porter here at the junction, before continuing his journey in the little train. This left him a florin, and that florin was all the money he possessed in the world.He was, however, the only child of a father who would give him as much as he wanted, and, what was rarer, of one with sufficient sense of humour to appreciate the prodigal's return without a penny in his pocket or a decent garment on his back. Whether his people would be equally pleased at being taken completely by surprise was not quite so certain. They might say he ought to have let them know what ship he was coming by, or at least have sent a telegram on landing. Yet all along he had undertaken to be home for his twenty-first birthday, and it would only have made them anxious to know that he had trusted himself to a sailing-vessel. Fifty days instead of twenty from the Cape! It had nearly cost him his word; but, now that it was over, the narrow margin made the joke all the greater; and Harry Ringrose loved a joke better than most things in the world.CONTENTS1. The Old Home2. The Breaking of the News3. The Sin of the Father4. The New Home5. A Wet Blanket6. The Game of Bluff7. On Richmond Hill8. A Millionaire in the Making9. The City of London10. A First Offence11. Beggar and Chooser12. The Champion of the Gods13. The Day of Battle14. A Change of Luck15. It Never Rains but it Pours16. A Dame's School17. At Fault18. Mr. Scrafton19. Assault and Battery20. Biding his Time21. Hand to Hand22. Man to Man23. The End of the Beginning24. Young Ink25. Scrafton's Story26. A Masterstroke27. Restitution

Embark on a thrilling fourth adventure in the bestselling, prize-winning Adventures on Trains series - Danger in Dead Man's Pass, from M. G. Leonard and Sam Sedgman, as Harrison Beck investigates an ancient family curse high in the German mountains. Illustrated in black-and-white throughout by Elisa Paganelli.A mysterious letter from an old friend asks Hal and Uncle Nat to help investigate a spooky supernatural mystery. Legend has it the Kratzensteins, a family of rich and powerful railway tycoons, are cursed, but there is no such thing as a curse, is there . . .?Hal and Nat take the night train to Berlin and go undercover. From a creaking old house at the foot of the Harz mountains, they take the Kratzenstein family's funeral train to the peak of the Brocken Mountain. Can Hal uncover the secrets of the Brocken railway and the family curse before disaster strikes?Praise for the Series:'A high-speed train journey worth catching . . .The best yet.' The...

This book, re-edited and illustrated by e-kitap projesi and published again in ebook format. In this book, telling that Cooterell’s adventures, and so was a treasure adventure, Naturally then Ben felt that this puzzle of Peter Cotterell’s treasure was right in his line, and the finding of the half-sheet of parchment whetted his appetite to discover more. He walked about the room, whittling shavings right and left, he sat down and kept on whittling, he stood up again, and since by now the willow-stick had been whittled down to almost nothing, he threw what was left in the fireplace. That done, he went to a bookcase and took down from the shelf on top the old notebook that Tuckerman had found in his uncle’s bedroom. He thumbed the pages until he came to the place where Tuckerman had inserted a slip of paper. Ben read the words at the top of the page out loud. “Find the mahogany-hued man with the long, skinny legs and look in his breast pocket. That’s a saying my father handed down. What can it mean?” Ben looked at the desk. “Well, we’ve done that, anyhow.” He shook his head in deep thought. “I don’t understand why that piece of parchment wasn’t discovered before. They might not have taken the desk to be the mahogany man; but surely Crusty Christopher or his father would have known of those three little drawers. However, they might have found that writing and left it there. That’s possible, of course. Probably it didn’t tell them any more than it’s told us so far.”