The Canadian Magazine, Том 15J. Gordon Mowat, John Alexander Cooper, Newton MacTavish Ontario Publishing Company, Limited, 1900 |
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... eyes upon the spiral loveliness of the Sel- kirk Range , the Tourist arrives at the fine new Terminal station and estab- lishes himself in one of the many local hotels such as the " Vancouver , " the " Badminton , " or the " Commercial ...
... eyes upon the spiral loveliness of the Sel- kirk Range , the Tourist arrives at the fine new Terminal station and estab- lishes himself in one of the many local hotels such as the " Vancouver , " the " Badminton , " or the " Commercial ...
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... eyes of all players of the good old Scottish national game . Then there are the country roads that intersect the ... eye . Of course , the Queen City has its Chinatown , its park , and its share of good hotels , just like Vancouver , and ...
... eyes of all players of the good old Scottish national game . Then there are the country roads that intersect the ... eye . Of course , the Queen City has its Chinatown , its park , and its share of good hotels , just like Vancouver , and ...
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... eyes . In one hand she held a cabinet pho- tograph , which , after great deliberation and trying to place in one position after another , she stood conspicuously on the piano leaning against a Dresden vase . " That will do it , " she ...
... eyes . In one hand she held a cabinet pho- tograph , which , after great deliberation and trying to place in one position after another , she stood conspicuously on the piano leaning against a Dresden vase . " That will do it , " she ...
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... eyes are very pleading - but you are so fickle , Don , and she is not for you . " " Fickle ! " he exclaimed impatiently , " Come , I like that . " " Well , you have been devoted to a most outrageous number of fair maid- ens already . It ...
... eyes are very pleading - but you are so fickle , Don , and she is not for you . " " Fickle ! " he exclaimed impatiently , " Come , I like that . " " Well , you have been devoted to a most outrageous number of fair maid- ens already . It ...
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... eyes and hair and all ? ” An The eyes that looked up into the man's face were wonderful . Large , soft , with lashes heavy and curling . The hair was light and abundant . exquisite setting for so much beauty . No nose could have been ...
... eyes and hair and all ? ” An The eyes that looked up into the man's face were wonderful . Large , soft , with lashes heavy and curling . The hair was light and abundant . exquisite setting for so much beauty . No nose could have been ...
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