Blackwood's Magazine, Volum 299W. Blackwood, 1966 |
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... hundred and forty miles , one hundred and thirty locks and five tunnels between Liège and Paris . Ten locks and about thirty miles a day steaming at a maximum of six knots certainly that did not leave very much time . But we had of ...
... hundred and forty miles , one hundred and thirty locks and five tunnels between Liège and Paris . Ten locks and about thirty miles a day steaming at a maximum of six knots certainly that did not leave very much time . But we had of ...
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... hundred and forty - five miles away - and we were still very short of money . We thought of a plan , approached our bank manager , and he agreed to lend us a further five hundred and fifty pounds on a short loan to buy a lorry . We ...
... hundred and forty - five miles away - and we were still very short of money . We thought of a plan , approached our bank manager , and he agreed to lend us a further five hundred and fifty pounds on a short loan to buy a lorry . We ...
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... hundred of them , with a cloud of brown dust rising into the hot morning air behind them . Walk- ing a hundred yards ahead of the herd came a young native , calling them on . He used a high - pitched call , rather like the hoot of an ...
... hundred of them , with a cloud of brown dust rising into the hot morning air behind them . Walk- ing a hundred yards ahead of the herd came a young native , calling them on . He used a high - pitched call , rather like the hoot of an ...
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