The Riddle of the Sands by Erskine Childers Chapter 12 My Initiation Free Teens Audiobook.
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the riddle of the sands by uskin childers

chapter 12 my initiation

the yacht lay with a very slight heel thanks to a pair of small bilge keels on her bottom in a sort of trough she had dug for herself so that she was still ringed with a few inches of water as it were with a moat

for miles in every direction lay a desert of sand to the north it touched the horizon and was only broken by the blue dot of neuric island and its lighthouse to the east it seemed also to stretch to infinity but the smoke of a steamer showed where it was pierced by the stream of the elbow to the south that ran up to the pencil line of the hannover shore only to the west was its outline broken by any vestiges of the sea it had risen from there it was a star with crawling white filaments knotted confusedly at one spot in the northwest whence came a sibilant murmur like the hissing of many snakes desert as i call it it was not entirely featureless its color varied from light fawn where the highest levels had dried in the wind to brown or deep violet where it was still wet and slate gray where patches of mud soiled its clean bosom here and there were pools of water smitten into ripples by the impotent wind here and there it was speckled by shells and seaweed and close to us beginning to bend away towards that hissing knot in the northwest around our poor little channel mercilessly exposed as a stagnant muddy ditch with scarcely a foot of water not deep enough to hide our small cage anchor which perked up one fluke in impudent mockery the dull hard sky the wind moaning in the rigging as though crying in despair for a prey that had escaped it made the scene inexpressibly forlorn

davis scanned with gusto for a moment climbed to a point of vantage on the boom and swept his glasses to and fro along the course of the channel fairly well boomed he said meditatively but one or two are very much out by jove that's a tricky bend there he took a bearing with a compass made a note or two and sprang with a vigorous leap down onto the sand this i may say was the only way of going ashore that he really liked we raced off as far as our clumsy seaboot letters and followed up the course of our channel to the west reconnoitering the road we should have followed when the tide rose

the only way to learn a place like this he shouted is to see it at low water the banks are dry then and the channels are plain look at that boom he stopped and pointed contemptuously it's all out of place i suppose the channels shifted there it's just at an important bend too if you took it as a guide when the water was up you'd run aground which would be very useful i observed oh hang it he laughed we're exploring i want to be able to run through this channel without a mistake we will next time he stopped and applied compass and notebook then we raced on till the next halt was called look he said the channel's getting deeper it was nearly dry a moment ago see the current in it now that's the flood tide coming up from the west mind you that is from the western side that shows we're past the watershed watershed are repeated blankly yes that's what i call it you see a big sand such as this is like a range of hills dividing two planes it's never dead flat though it looks it there's always one point one ridge rather where it's highest now a channel cutting rights for the sand is of course always at its shallowest when it's crossing this ridge at low water it's generally dry there and it gradually deepens as it gets nearer to the sea on either side

now at high tide when the hill sand is covered the water can travel where it likes but...

The Riddle of the Sands by Erskine Childers Chapter 12 My Initiation Free Teens Audiobook.
chapter 12 of the riddle of the sans this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by gazina

the riddle of the sands by uskin childers

chapter 12 my initiation

the yacht lay with a very slight heel thanks to a pair of small bilge keels on her bottom in a sort of trough she had dug for herself so that she was still ringed with a few inches of water as it were with a moat

for miles in every direction lay a desert of sand to the north it touched the horizon and was only broken by the blue dot of neuric island and its lighthouse to the east it seemed also to stretch to infinity but the smoke of a steamer showed where it was pierced by the stream of the elbow to the south that ran up to the pencil line of the hannover shore only to the west was its outline broken by any vestiges of the sea it had risen from there it was a star with crawling white filaments knotted confusedly at one spot in the northwest whence came a sibilant murmur like the hissing of many snakes desert as i call it it was not entirely featureless its color varied from light fawn where the highest levels had dried in the wind to brown or deep violet where it was still wet and slate gray where patches of mud soiled its clean bosom here and there were pools of water smitten into ripples by the impotent wind here and there it was speckled by shells and seaweed and close to us beginning to bend away towards that hissing knot in the northwest around our poor little channel mercilessly exposed as a stagnant muddy ditch with scarcely a foot of water not deep enough to hide our small cage anchor which perked up one fluke in impudent mockery the dull hard sky the wind moaning in the rigging as though crying in despair for a prey that had escaped it made the scene inexpressibly forlorn

davis scanned with gusto for a moment climbed to a point of vantage on the boom and swept his glasses to and fro along the course of the channel fairly well boomed he said meditatively but one or two are very much out by jove that's a tricky bend there he took a bearing with a compass made a note or two and sprang with a vigorous leap down onto the sand this i may say was the only way of going ashore that he really liked we raced off as far as our clumsy seaboot letters and followed up the course of our channel to the west reconnoitering the road we should have followed when the tide rose

the only way to learn a place like this he shouted is to see it at low water the banks are dry then and the channels are plain look at that boom he stopped and pointed contemptuously it's all out of place i suppose the channels shifted there it's just at an important bend too if you took it as a guide when the water was up you'd run aground which would be very useful i observed oh hang it he laughed we're exploring i want to be able to run through this channel without a mistake we will next time he stopped and applied compass and notebook then we raced on till the next halt was called look he said the channel's getting deeper it was nearly dry a moment ago see the current in it now that's the flood tide coming up from the west mind you that is from the western side that shows we're past the watershed watershed are repeated blankly yes that's what i call it you see a big sand such as this is like a range of hills dividing two planes it's never dead flat though it looks it there's always one point one ridge rather where it's highest now a channel cutting rights for the sand is of course always at its shallowest when it's crossing this ridge at low water it's generally dry there and it gradually deepens as it gets nearer to the sea on either side

now at high tide when the hill sand is covered the water can travel where it likes but...

The Boarded Up House by Augusta Huiell Seaman Ch 10 An Exciting Discovery Free Teens Audiobook.
chapter 10 of the boarded up house this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox recording by linda lee paquette the boarded up house by augusta huel semen chapter 10 an exciting discovery

the autumn of that year ended the winter months came and went with all their holiday festivities and spring entered in her appointed time the passing winter had been filled with such varied outside activities for the two girls that there was little time to think of the boarded up house and still less to do any further investigating within it added to that the cold had been so constant and intense that it would have been unsafe to venture into the unlighted unheated and unventilated old mansion but in spite of these things its haunting story was never out of their minds for long and they discussed and rediscussed it in many a spare hour when they crouched cozily by themselves over the open fire during that long winter it was a wonderful and appealing secret that they somehow felt was all their own it was better more interesting than the most engrossing story they had ever read and the fascination of it was that though they now knew so much they did not yet know all the mystery of the locked room always confronted them always lured them on once on a day that was unusually mild they ventured into the old house for a few moments and looked long and intently at the lovely lady over the library mantle and at the two pretty children in the drawing room yes that is the boy said cynthia you can see even there what a fine young fellow he must have made with those big brown eyes and that curly golden hair oh the poor mother how she must have grieved all these years you can see that she has never gotten over it or she would have come back here sometime i wonder if she is alive yet in the library joyce picked up the paper that had been discovered through the help of goliath and looked it over curiously why in the world didn't we read this paper when we found it she exclaimed disgustedly just see here the big headlines fort sumter surrenders war formally declared troops rushing to washington why cynthia it would surely have given us the clue i don't think it would have declared cynthia skeptically i never would have connected anything in the paper with what happened here sherlock holmes would have mused joyce well anyway we got at the story in another fashion but oh cynthia will we ever know about the locked up room as cynthia could cast no further light on this vexed question they were forced to drop it then came spring and the ancient cherry trees in the enclosure back of the boarded up house blossomed anew one brilliant saturday morning early in may the girls clambered through the fence with their books and fancy work to spend some of the shining hour under the white canopy of blossoms they were reading aloud the sign of four they inclined much toward mystery and detective stories at this time turn and turn about while the one who did not have the book sewed or embroidered presently joyce laid down the volume with a big sigh oh i wish i were sherlock holmes mercy what for cried cynthia i'm sure i don't why do you suppose sherlock would have been all this time getting at the final facts about our boarded up house of course not he'd have had it all worked out improved by now joyce got to her feet and began roaming about restlessly suddenly she stopped in front of her companion i tell you cynthia it haunts me i can't explain to you why but i feel there is something we haven't discovered yet something we ought to know it isn't just idle curiosity as professor marlowe would call it i never knew or heard of anything that went so so deep in me as this thing has that poor loving proud mother and her terrible misunderstanding with her splendid son he was...

The Boarded Up House by Augusta Huiell Seaman Ch 10 An Exciting Discovery Free Teens Audiobook.
chapter 10 of the boarded up house this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox recording by linda lee paquette the boarded up house by augusta huel semen chapter 10 an exciting discovery

the autumn of that year ended the winter months came and went with all their holiday festivities and spring entered in her appointed time the passing winter had been filled with such varied outside activities for the two girls that there was little time to think of the boarded up house and still less to do any further investigating within it added to that the cold had been so constant and intense that it would have been unsafe to venture into the unlighted unheated and unventilated old mansion but in spite of these things its haunting story was never out of their minds for long and they discussed and rediscussed it in many a spare hour when they crouched cozily by themselves over the open fire during that long winter it was a wonderful and appealing secret that they somehow felt was all their own it was better more interesting than the most engrossing story they had ever read and the fascination of it was that though they now knew so much they did not yet know all the mystery of the locked room always confronted them always lured them on once on a day that was unusually mild they ventured into the old house for a few moments and looked long and intently at the lovely lady over the library mantle and at the two pretty children in the drawing room yes that is the boy said cynthia you can see even there what a fine young fellow he must have made with those big brown eyes and that curly golden hair oh the poor mother how she must have grieved all these years you can see that she has never gotten over it or she would have come back here sometime i wonder if she is alive yet in the library joyce picked up the paper that had been discovered through the help of goliath and looked it over curiously why in the world didn't we read this paper when we found it she exclaimed disgustedly just see here the big headlines fort sumter surrenders war formally declared troops rushing to washington why cynthia it would surely have given us the clue i don't think it would have declared cynthia skeptically i never would have connected anything in the paper with what happened here sherlock holmes would have mused joyce well anyway we got at the story in another fashion but oh cynthia will we ever know about the locked up room as cynthia could cast no further light on this vexed question they were forced to drop it then came spring and the ancient cherry trees in the enclosure back of the boarded up house blossomed anew one brilliant saturday morning early in may the girls clambered through the fence with their books and fancy work to spend some of the shining hour under the white canopy of blossoms they were reading aloud the sign of four they inclined much toward mystery and detective stories at this time turn and turn about while the one who did not have the book sewed or embroidered presently joyce laid down the volume with a big sigh oh i wish i were sherlock holmes mercy what for cried cynthia i'm sure i don't why do you suppose sherlock would have been all this time getting at the final facts about our boarded up house of course not he'd have had it all worked out improved by now joyce got to her feet and began roaming about restlessly suddenly she stopped in front of her companion i tell you cynthia it haunts me i can't explain to you why but i feel there is something we haven't discovered yet something we ought to know it isn't just idle curiosity as professor marlowe would call it i never knew or heard of anything that went so so deep in me as this thing has that poor loving proud mother and her terrible misunderstanding with her splendid son he was...

The Mystery at Number Six by Augusta Huiell Seaman 6 A New Factor Free Teen Novel Audiobook.
chapter six of mystery at number six this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the mystery at number six by augusta hewell seaman chapter six a new factor it is a very usual but always surprising experience that when one has once become interested in a new topic or event dozens of fresh incidents in connection with it are always cropping up to confront one so the two cannot cousins found it three days later bernice had a rather peculiar experience she was standing in the little post office waiting for the mail to be sorted and the window to open ordinarily she would have unlocked the family box taken the contents and gone away as quickly as possible for she hated to linger about the rather dirty and stuffy little place but as she had forgotten the key and did not want to return home for it she leaned impatiently against the one riding slab and listened in board curiosity to the scraps of conversation going on around her the office was crowded for it was the regulation hour for the distribution of the morning mail the great event of the day to the more idle population of the town and indeed to many of the inhabitants for miles around who drove in especially for the occasion village and local gossip was here related and ideas on every possible subject exchanged in the soft southern drawl that bernice always found fascinating she found herself standing beside two typical cracker farmers whose conversation presently drifted to her and at a familiar name she suddenly pricked up her ears and listened with absorbed interest funny thing happened in town last saturday remarked one you hear a tale of it the other responded with a grunted uh huh which in florida vernacular generally indicates no well i saw it the first went on that there half indian fella was in town the one they do say is out told number six living there now he had his misses with him the one that came down from okeechobee way they was just hitting up to have a grand time buying their tickets to go into the movies i was right behind them the line was clear out into the street all on a sudden i saw that fella they do say his name is jerry something other staring across the street and give a queer grunt i looked to see what he was looking at and there was a gray-headed fella in a palm beach suit a regular yankee swell a gazing at jerry as if he just caught sight of someone that owed him twenty dollars the fella started to come across the street but just then a lot of chaos came through and blocked things up a bit and when he got over and come up to the movie place blessed if that jerry hadn't beat it just as slick him and his misses both and nobody seemed to know where they'd gone the other fella looked around so today's like as if he'd made a mistake and then he went off too i seen him since he's staying down to the hotel they do say he's got something to do with the mines at this point the window opened and there was a rush to obtain the mail the two gossipers drifted away but bernice stood stock still where she was rooted to the spot with astonishment at the new phase of things that had suddenly opened up to her when the crowd had sufficiently thinned out she obtained her own mail and hurried back to the hotel it seemed an age before noontime the first opportunity she would have to see her cousin for he was helping his father with office work in the phosphate factory nearly every morning till he could go away to college in the autumn but at last the noon hour came and bernice on the watch from the hotel veranda signaled sydney's car as it passed by on the way to his bungalow he got out leaving his father to drive home and joined her in a sunny deserted corner what's the matter he demanded you look as if you'd been seeing things no but i've been hearing things she retorted...

The Mystery at Number Six by Augusta Huiell Seaman 6 A New Factor Free Teen Novel Audiobook.
chapter six of mystery at number six this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the mystery at number six by augusta hewell seaman chapter six a new factor it is a very usual but always surprising experience that when one has once become interested in a new topic or event dozens of fresh incidents in connection with it are always cropping up to confront one so the two cannot cousins found it three days later bernice had a rather peculiar experience she was standing in the little post office waiting for the mail to be sorted and the window to open ordinarily she would have unlocked the family box taken the contents and gone away as quickly as possible for she hated to linger about the rather dirty and stuffy little place but as she had forgotten the key and did not want to return home for it she leaned impatiently against the one riding slab and listened in board curiosity to the scraps of conversation going on around her the office was crowded for it was the regulation hour for the distribution of the morning mail the great event of the day to the more idle population of the town and indeed to many of the inhabitants for miles around who drove in especially for the occasion village and local gossip was here related and ideas on every possible subject exchanged in the soft southern drawl that bernice always found fascinating she found herself standing beside two typical cracker farmers whose conversation presently drifted to her and at a familiar name she suddenly pricked up her ears and listened with absorbed interest funny thing happened in town last saturday remarked one you hear a tale of it the other responded with a grunted uh huh which in florida vernacular generally indicates no well i saw it the first went on that there half indian fella was in town the one they do say is out told number six living there now he had his misses with him the one that came down from okeechobee way they was just hitting up to have a grand time buying their tickets to go into the movies i was right behind them the line was clear out into the street all on a sudden i saw that fella they do say his name is jerry something other staring across the street and give a queer grunt i looked to see what he was looking at and there was a gray-headed fella in a palm beach suit a regular yankee swell a gazing at jerry as if he just caught sight of someone that owed him twenty dollars the fella started to come across the street but just then a lot of chaos came through and blocked things up a bit and when he got over and come up to the movie place blessed if that jerry hadn't beat it just as slick him and his misses both and nobody seemed to know where they'd gone the other fella looked around so today's like as if he'd made a mistake and then he went off too i seen him since he's staying down to the hotel they do say he's got something to do with the mines at this point the window opened and there was a rush to obtain the mail the two gossipers drifted away but bernice stood stock still where she was rooted to the spot with astonishment at the new phase of things that had suddenly opened up to her when the crowd had sufficiently thinned out she obtained her own mail and hurried back to the hotel it seemed an age before noontime the first opportunity she would have to see her cousin for he was helping his father with office work in the phosphate factory nearly every morning till he could go away to college in the autumn but at last the noon hour came and bernice on the watch from the hotel veranda signaled sydney's car as it passed by on the way to his bungalow he got out leaving his father to drive home and joined her in a sunny deserted corner what's the matter he demanded you look as if you'd been seeing things no but i've been hearing things she retorted...

Miss Billy
by Eleanor H. Porter
chapter 5 of miss billy this is a labor box recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org miss billy by eleanor h porter chapter 5 getting ready for billy the henshaw household was early a stir on the day of billy's expected arrival and preparations for the guests comfort were well underway before breakfast the center of activity was in the little room at the end of the hall on the second floor though as bertram said the whole strata felt the upheaval by breakfast time bertram with the avowed intention of giving the little chap half a show had the room cleared for action and after that the whole house was called upon for contributions toward the room's adornment and most generously did most of the house respond even don ling slippered upstairs and presented a weird chinese banner which he said he was very much glad to give sdp pete was in his element pete loved boys had he not served them nearly all his life incidentally it may be mentioned that he did not care for girls only cyril held himself aloof but that he was not oblivious to the proceedings below him was evidenced by the somber base that floated down from his piano strings cyril always played according to the mood that was on him and when bertram heard this morning the rhythmic beats of mournfulness he chuckled and said to william that's chopin's funeral march evidently sai thinks this is a death nail to all his hopes of future peace and happiness dear me i wish cyril would take some interest grieved william oh he takes interest all right laughed bertram meaningly he takes interest i know but bertram broke off the elder man anxiously from his perch on the stepladder would you put the rifle over this window or the fishing rod why i don't think it makes much difference so long as they're somewhere answered bertram and there are these indian clubs and the swords to be disposed of you know yes and it's going to look fine don't you think exalted william and you know for the wall space between the windows i'm going to bring down that case of mine of spiders bertram raised his hands and mock surprise here down here you're going to trust any of those precious treasures of yours down here william frowned nonsense bertram don't be silly they'll be safe enough besides they're old anyhow i was on spiders years ago when i was billy's age in fact i thought he'd like them here you know boys always like such things oh it wasn't billy i was worrying about [ __ ] bertram it was you and the spiders not much you worry about me or anything else replied william good humoredly there how does that look he finished as he carefully picked his way down the stepladder fine or only rather warlike maybe with the guns on that rightist confusion of knives and shimmers over the chiffon ear but then maybe you're intending billy for a soldier eh do you know i am getting interested in that boy beamed william with some excitement what kind of things do you suppose he does like there's no telling maybe he's a [ __ ] chap and will howl at your guns and spiders perhaps he'll prefer autumn leaves and worsted mottos for decoration not much he will contested the other no son of walter nielsen's could be a [ __ ] nielsen was the best half back in 10 years at harvard and he was always in for everything going that was worthwhile autumn leaves on worsted mottos indeed alright but there's still a dark horse in the case you know we mustn't forget spunk the elder man stirred in easily bert what do you suppose that creature is you don't think cyril can be right and that it's a monkey you never can tell quoted bertram merrily of course there are other things if it were you now we'd only have to hunt up the special thing you happened to be collecting at the time and that would be it a snake a lizard a toad or maybe a butterfly you know you were always lugging those things home when you were his age...

Miss Billy
by Eleanor H. Porter
chapter 5 of miss billy this is a labor box recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org miss billy by eleanor h porter chapter 5 getting ready for billy the henshaw household was early a stir on the day of billy's expected arrival and preparations for the guests comfort were well underway before breakfast the center of activity was in the little room at the end of the hall on the second floor though as bertram said the whole strata felt the upheaval by breakfast time bertram with the avowed intention of giving the little chap half a show had the room cleared for action and after that the whole house was called upon for contributions toward the room's adornment and most generously did most of the house respond even don ling slippered upstairs and presented a weird chinese banner which he said he was very much glad to give sdp pete was in his element pete loved boys had he not served them nearly all his life incidentally it may be mentioned that he did not care for girls only cyril held himself aloof but that he was not oblivious to the proceedings below him was evidenced by the somber base that floated down from his piano strings cyril always played according to the mood that was on him and when bertram heard this morning the rhythmic beats of mournfulness he chuckled and said to william that's chopin's funeral march evidently sai thinks this is a death nail to all his hopes of future peace and happiness dear me i wish cyril would take some interest grieved william oh he takes interest all right laughed bertram meaningly he takes interest i know but bertram broke off the elder man anxiously from his perch on the stepladder would you put the rifle over this window or the fishing rod why i don't think it makes much difference so long as they're somewhere answered bertram and there are these indian clubs and the swords to be disposed of you know yes and it's going to look fine don't you think exalted william and you know for the wall space between the windows i'm going to bring down that case of mine of spiders bertram raised his hands and mock surprise here down here you're going to trust any of those precious treasures of yours down here william frowned nonsense bertram don't be silly they'll be safe enough besides they're old anyhow i was on spiders years ago when i was billy's age in fact i thought he'd like them here you know boys always like such things oh it wasn't billy i was worrying about [ __ ] bertram it was you and the spiders not much you worry about me or anything else replied william good humoredly there how does that look he finished as he carefully picked his way down the stepladder fine or only rather warlike maybe with the guns on that rightist confusion of knives and shimmers over the chiffon ear but then maybe you're intending billy for a soldier eh do you know i am getting interested in that boy beamed william with some excitement what kind of things do you suppose he does like there's no telling maybe he's a [ __ ] chap and will howl at your guns and spiders perhaps he'll prefer autumn leaves and worsted mottos for decoration not much he will contested the other no son of walter nielsen's could be a [ __ ] nielsen was the best half back in 10 years at harvard and he was always in for everything going that was worthwhile autumn leaves on worsted mottos indeed alright but there's still a dark horse in the case you know we mustn't forget spunk the elder man stirred in easily bert what do you suppose that creature is you don't think cyril can be right and that it's a monkey you never can tell quoted bertram merrily of course there are other things if it were you now we'd only have to hunt up the special thing you happened to be collecting at the time and that would be it a snake a lizard a toad or maybe a butterfly you know you were always lugging those things home when you were his age...

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Lithuanian - Užmigo žemė Multilingual Free Audiobooks Children's Library Language School

keywords: poetry, autumnal, night, sunrise
Lithuanian - Užmigo žemė Multilingual Free Audiobooks Children's Library Language School