The heavy spruce forest broke away into scattered clearings; the road began to show more sign of use. The shriek of a sawmill began to be audible through the trees, and then the stage rolled into Oak
作者：Frank Lillie Pollock9个月前
A gripping story of sunken treasure stolen from the government of the Transvaal, which government existed no longer.
作者：Frank Lillie Pollock9个月前
The boat was late in leaving the Mobile wharf. Dusk fell as it wallowed noisily and slowly up against the current of the Alabama River, under the great bridge, past Hurricane and the lumber mills.
作者：Frank Lillie Pollock9个月前
“We’ll have to sell the store,” said Bob Harman, with decision. “No use blinking it.”
作者：Frank Lillie Pollock9个月前
