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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... thought we could use another stout, willing hand, but now I have my doubts. He seems somewhat namby-pamby. All have been practicing handling the boats and learning the signals I'll make with my flags. Their antics extend to roughhousing ...
... thought we could use another stout, willing hand, but now I have my doubts. He seems somewhat namby-pamby. All have been practicing handling the boats and learning the signals I'll make with my flags. Their antics extend to roughhousing ...
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... thought. The roar of the rapids, more like fire than water, drowned all other sounds. But Wes knew what his brother was singing:"John Anderson, My Jo." He could tell by the satisfied warp of Walter's mouth. He turned back to face ...
... thought. The roar of the rapids, more like fire than water, drowned all other sounds. But Wes knew what his brother was singing:"John Anderson, My Jo." He could tell by the satisfied warp of Walter's mouth. He turned back to face ...
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... thought, every human expedient—gadgets, prayer, quick wit, charms, and spells— when the unknown lay around every corner. They'd herded together, the Emma, the Sister, the No Name, and the Maid, in a gende eddy near a beach at a bend ...
... thought, every human expedient—gadgets, prayer, quick wit, charms, and spells— when the unknown lay around every corner. They'd herded together, the Emma, the Sister, the No Name, and the Maid, in a gende eddy near a beach at a bend ...
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... thought Wes, he couldn't row without it. Next to Bill, Ora Howland, head resting on his arms, seemed to be sleeping. He often slept, but when baby brother Seneca, to his right, commenced idly digging in the sand with a stick, Ora lifted ...
... thought Wes, he couldn't row without it. Next to Bill, Ora Howland, head resting on his arms, seemed to be sleeping. He often slept, but when baby brother Seneca, to his right, commenced idly digging in the sand with a stick, Ora lifted ...
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... thought. Most of the others had fought in the war too. They knew the damage of combat and the Icarian falls suffered by some, and ought to indulge his brother, he'd decided. Still, every time Walter opened his mouth Wes felt alarmed ...
... thought. Most of the others had fought in the war too. They knew the damage of combat and the Icarian falls suffered by some, and ought to indulge his brother, he'd decided. Still, every time Walter opened his mouth Wes felt alarmed ...
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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 | |
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Spine | |
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