What A Delightful Ride
with a dry yawn right at the base of the Point, she seemed as a shape seen in the clouds, as a fading mirage—a mysterious unreality and faintness encompassing her as the atmosphere of some phantom craft.” Clarence Gordon (1835-1920), the pseudonymous
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