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Dr. Jennifer Agard Brain Challenge Puzzles: A Fun Way to Learn Vocabulary – Grade 7 and 8 Part 1

Practice your vocabulary - HOME SCHOOL TOOL

Education
English
8227 Words
Ages 12 and up
172
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Brain Challenge: A Fun Way to Learn Vocabulary offers a unique, educational approach to teaching vital skills to [more]

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F. St. Mars The Way Of The Wild (fiscle part-I)

Adventure
English
68581 Words
Ages 18 and up
2
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If His Father Had Been A Brown Bear And His Mother A Badger, The Result In Outward Appearance Would Have Been Gulo, Or Something Very Much Like Him. But Not All The Crossing In The World Could Have Accounted For His Character; That Came Straight From The Devil, His Master. Gulo, However, Was Not A Cross. He Was Himself, Gulo, The Wolverine, _Alias_ Glutton, _Alias_ Carcajou, _Alias_ Quick-Hatch, _Alias_ Fjeldfras In The Vernacular, Or, Officially, _Gulo Luscus_. But, By Whatever Name You Called Him, He Did Not Smell Sweet; And His Character, Too, Was Of A Bad Odor. [more]

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F. St. Mars The Way Of The Wild (Fiscle Part-I)

Drama
English
92891 Words
Ages 18 and up
2
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If His Father Had Been A Brown Bear And His Mother A Badger, The Result In Outward Appearance Would Have Been Gulo, Or Something Very Much Like Him. But Not All The Crossing In The World Could Have Accounted For His Character; That Came Straight From The Devil, His Master. Gulo, However, Was Not A Cross. He Was Himself, Gulo, The Wolverine, _Alias_ Glutton, _Alias_ Carcajou, _Alias_ Quick-Hatch, _Alias_ Fjeldfras In The Vernacular, Or, Officially, _Gulo Luscus_. But, By Whatever Name You Called Him, He Did Not Smell Sweet; And His Character, Too, Was Of A Bad Odor. A Great Man Once Said That He Was Like A Bear Cub With A Superadded Tail; But That Great Man Cannot Have Seen His Face. If He Had, He Would Have Looked For His Double Among The Fiends On The Top Of Notre Dame. There Was, In Fact, Nothing Like Him On This Earth, Only In A Very Hot Place Not On The Earth. [more]

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F.St. Mars The Way Of The Wild

Part I

Fiction
English
64882 Words
Ages 18 and up
2
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If His Father Had Been A Brown Bear And His Mother A Badger, The Result In Outward Appearance Would Have Been Gulo, Or Something Very Much Like Him. But Not All The Crossing In The World Could Have Accounted For His Character; That Came Straight From The Devil, His Master. Gulo, However, Was Not A Cross. He Was Himself, Gulo, The Wolverine, _Alias_ Glutton, _Alias_ Carcajou, _Alias_ Quick-Hatch, _Alias_ Fjeldfras In The Vernacular, Or, Officially, _Gulo Luscus_. But, By Whatever Name You Called Him, He Did Not Smell Sweet; And His Character, Too, Was Of A Bad Odor. A Great Man Once Said That He Was Like A Bear Cub With A Superadded Tail; But That Great Man Cannot Have Seen His Face. If He Had, He Would Have Looked For His Double Among The Fiends On The Top Of Notre Dame. There Was, In Fact, Nothing Like Him On This Earth, Only In A Very Hot Place Not On The Earth. He Was, In Short, A Beast With Brains That Only Man, And No Beast, Ought To Be Trusted With; And He Had No Soul. God Alone Knows If Love, Which Softens Most Creatures, Had Ever Come To Gulo; His Behavior Seemed To Show That It Had Not. Perhaps Love Was Afraid Of Him. And, Upon My Soul, I Don't Wonder. It Was Not, However, A Hot, But A Very Cold, Place In The Pine-Forest Where Gulo Stood, And The Unpitying Moon Cast A Dainty Tracery Through The Tasseled Roof Upon The New And Glistening Snow Around Him--The Snow That Comes Early To Those Parts--And The North-East Wind Cut Like Several Razors. But Gulo Did Not Seem To Care. Wrapped Up In His Ragged, Long, Untidy, Uncleanly-Looking, Brown-Black Cloak--Just His Gray-Sided, Black Fiend's Face Poking Out--He Seemed Warm Enough. When He Lifted One Paw To Scratch, One Saw That The Murderous, Scraping, Long Claws Of Him Were Nearly White; And As He Set His Lips In A Devilish Grin, His Fangs Glistened White In The Moonlight, Too. Verily, This Was No Beast--He Would Have Taped Four Feet And A Quarter From Tip To Tip, If You Had Worn Chain-Mail And Dared To Measure Him--No Beast, I Say, To Handle With White-Kid Ball Gloves. Things Were Possible From Him, One Felt, That Were Not Possible Of Any Other Living Creature--Awful Things. Suddenly He Looked Up. The Branches Above Him Had Stirred Uneasily, As If An Army Were Asleep There. And An Army Was--Of Wood-Pigeons. Thousands Upon Thousands Of Wood-Pigeons Were Asleep Above His Head, Come From Heaven Knows Where, Going To--Who Could Tell In The End? All At Once One Fell. Without Apparent Reason Or Cause, It Fell. And The Wolverine, With His Quick, Intelligent Eyes, Watched It Fall, From Branch To Branch, Turning Over And Over--Oh! So Softly--To The Ground. [more]

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F.St. Mars The Way Of The Wild

Part II

Fiction
English
26912 Words
Ages 18 and up
2
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If His Father Had Been A Brown Bear And His Mother A Badger, The Result In Outward Appearance Would Have Been Gulo, Or Something Very Much Like Him. But Not All The Crossing In The World Could Have Accounted For His Character; That Came Straight From The Devil, His Master. Gulo, However, Was Not A Cross. He Was Himself, Gulo, The Wolverine, _Alias_ Glutton, _Alias_ Carcajou, _Alias_ Quick-Hatch, _Alias_ Fjeldfras In The Vernacular, Or, Officially, _Gulo Luscus_. But, By Whatever Name You Called Him, He Did Not Smell Sweet; And His Character, Too, Was Of A Bad Odor. A Great Man Once Said That He Was Like A Bear Cub With A Superadded Tail; But That Great Man Cannot Have Seen His Face. If He Had, He Would Have Looked For His Double Among The Fiends On The Top Of Notre Dame. There Was, In Fact, Nothing Like Him On This Earth, Only In A Very Hot Place Not On The Earth. He Was, In Short, A Beast With Brains That Only Man, And No Beast, Ought To Be Trusted With; And He Had No Soul. God Alone Knows If Love, Which Softens Most Creatures, Had Ever Come To Gulo; His Behavior Seemed To Show That It Had Not. Perhaps Love Was Afraid Of Him. And, Upon My Soul, I Don't Wonder. It Was Not, However, A Hot, But A Very Cold, Place In The Pine-Forest Where Gulo Stood, And The Unpitying Moon Cast A Dainty Tracery Through The Tasseled Roof Upon The New And Glistening Snow Around Him--The Snow That Comes Early To Those Parts--And The North-East Wind Cut Like Several Razors. But Gulo Did Not Seem To Care. Wrapped Up In His Ragged, Long, Untidy, Uncleanly-Looking, Brown-Black Cloak--Just His Gray-Sided, Black Fiend's Face Poking Out--He Seemed Warm Enough. When He Lifted One Paw To Scratch, One Saw That The Murderous, Scraping, Long Claws Of Him Were Nearly White; And As He Set His Lips In A Devilish Grin, His Fangs Glistened White In The Moonlight, Too. Verily, This Was No Beast--He Would Have Taped Four Feet And A Quarter From Tip To Tip, If You Had Worn Chain-Mail And Dared To Measure Him--No Beast, I Say, To Handle With White-Kid Ball Gloves. Things Were Possible From Him, One Felt, That Were Not Possible Of Any Other Living Creature--Awful Things. Suddenly He Looked Up. The Branches Above Him Had Stirred Uneasily, As If An Army Were Asleep There. And An Army Was--Of Wood-Pigeons. Thousands Upon Thousands Of Wood-Pigeons Were Asleep Above His Head, Come From Heaven Knows Where, Going To--Who Could Tell In The End? All At Once One Fell. Without Apparent Reason Or Cause, It Fell. And The Wolverine, With His Quick, Intelligent Eyes, Watched It Fall, From Branch To Branch, Turning Over And Over--Oh! So Softly--To The Ground. [more]

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