H. B. Marriott Watson

Hurricane Island by H. B. Marriott Watson

I ever had the name of one that kept to himself, nor was bedfellow to none upon the high toby. 'Tis true enough that I have mixed in one or two affairs with others of my kidney, but these were mainly in my heady youth and when I was raw upon the pad, and the issues for the more part were against me. For one, there was that business with Creech about the King's treasure chests, the which came near to hanging of us all through that toad, Timothy Grubbe.

The Paladins of Edwin the Great by Clements R. Markham

Excerpt: ...when to be silent,

The Essays of Montaigne, Volume 14 by Michel de Montaigne

Coniston -- Complete by Winston Churchill

Wakulla: a story of adventure in Florida by Kirk Munroe

A Manual of Elementary Geology by Charles Lyell

Mrs. Falchion, Volume 1. by Gilbert Parker

The Smuggler Chief by Gustave Aimard

Green Eyes by Roy J. Snell

Diary of a U-Boat Commander by Anonymous