Category: Historical Novels
He was not a born fighter, in spite of a big, husky frame through which the urge of physical life was strong. On the contrary, he was a civilian and a business man in every nerve of his body. Eight generations on American soil had bred a type essentially industrious, notwithst...
Lester's face was "all bashed in," but Lester himself didn't know it. The last thing he remembered was the queer, soft, mushy feeling as his bayonet pierced the Bavarian's unifo...
5. CHAPTER VHe lost her for a while, and when he saw her again she was in the open air. He was with her, though not exactly by her side. As far as he could judge he was both leading her and...
4. CHAPTER IVHe was back in it all at once--without effort, without coming from a distance, without journeying through space, without meeting the discords between timelessness and time. He w...
2. CHAPTER IIIt was at the time when the possibility of a war with Mexico--or any war at all--struck the imagination of the country as a calamity too horrible to contemplate. There was no qu...
1. CHAPTER IHe was not a born fighter, in spite of a big, husky frame through which the urge of physical life was strong. On the contrary, he was a civilian and a business man in every nerv...