The Last Canyon: A NovelHMH, 26. sep. 2002 - 352 sider A historical novel about John Wesley Powell’s nineteenth-century expedition through the Grand Canyon: “A riveting adventure tale” (The Seattle Times). In 1869, John Wesley Powell set out on a voyage of exploration through the Grand Canyon, the last great expedition of discovery in US history. In this vivid novel, John Vernon intertwines two stories—that of Powell and his crew, and that of a band of Paiute Indians, known as the Shivwits, who lived on the north rim of the canyon. As the novel moves inexorably toward a violent encounter between the two groups, Vernon deftly leads us into perilous geographical and emotional territory in a story of triumph, hardship, bravery, and loss. “Richly imagined.” —Los Angeles Times “No author has tried to put the reader as squarely in Powell’s waterlogged shoes . . . Packs a wallop.” —Salt Lake Tribune |
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... felt like a horse collar and took away some dignity, since no one else wore one. The Emma Dean climbed waves then dropped then climbed again, and above her the canyon walls rose in red bluffs and the noontime sun flamed off the ...
... felt like a horse collar and took away some dignity, since no one else wore one. The Emma Dean climbed waves then dropped then climbed again, and above her the canyon walls rose in red bluffs and the noontime sun flamed off the ...
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A Novel John Vernon. and felt like clubbing the oaf. They weren't going left, they were broadsiding toward the huge rock ahead and he screamed, "Both oars, Bill!" Furrows of water rocked the boat left and right, sending columns and ...
A Novel John Vernon. and felt like clubbing the oaf. They weren't going left, they were broadsiding toward the huge rock ahead and he screamed, "Both oars, Bill!" Furrows of water rocked the boat left and right, sending columns and ...
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... felt alarmed, ready to jump in. Walter folded his arms across his knees and lowered his head. Wes ate a biscuit and let the sun warm him. This was his hastily assembled crew, his disciples, the men Emma had said wouldn't last the first ...
... felt alarmed, ready to jump in. Walter folded his arms across his knees and lowered his head. Wes ate a biscuit and let the sun warm him. This was his hastily assembled crew, his disciples, the men Emma had said wouldn't last the first ...
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... felt wrong, some thought half formed when he'd stood here last winter. This was the voyage he'd begun planning then. This was the scientific exploration he'd dreamed of for a year, the one that would carry him deep into unknown country ...
... felt wrong, some thought half formed when he'd stood here last winter. This was the voyage he'd begun planning then. This was the scientific exploration he'd dreamed of for a year, the one that would carry him deep into unknown country ...
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... felt, he'd go mad again and stay mad forever. Oval and flat, grayish brown, with toothed mandibles, studded all over with warts and bristles, the ant lion seized the ant with his pincers, punctured its body, and sucked out the juices ...
... felt, he'd go mad again and stay mad forever. Oval and flat, grayish brown, with toothed mandibles, studded all over with warts and bristles, the ant lion seized the ant with his pincers, punctured its body, and sucked out the juices ...
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Part Two | |
Part Three July 3July 131869 | |
Part Four | |
Part Five July 14July 191869 | |
Part Six | |
Part Seven July 20Angnst 3 1869 | |
Part Eight | |
Part Nine August 5August 28 1869 | |
Part Ten | |
Epilogue One Year Later September 1870 | |
Back Matter | |
Back Cover | |
Spine | |
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