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- Author: Edgar Rice Burroughs
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2017
- Pages: 136
- ISBN-10: 1546647821
- ISBN-13: 9781546647829
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.7 cm, softcover
- Language: English
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I came upon him quite suddenly, and no less unexpectedly, upon the rim of the great Sahara Desert. He was standing before a goat-skin tent amidst a clump of date palms within a tiny oasis. Close by was an Arab douar of some eight or ten tents. I had come down from the north to hunt lion. My party consisted of a dozen children of the desert-I was the only "white" man. As we approached the little clump of verdure I saw the man come from his tent and with hand-shaded eyes peer intently at us. At sight of me he advanced rapidly to meet us. "A white man!" he cried. "May the good Lord be praised! I have been watching you for hours, hoping against hope that THIS time there would be a white man. Tell me the date. What year is it?" And when I had told him he staggered as though he had been struck full in the face, so that he was compelled to grasp my stirrup leather for support. "It cannot be!" he cried after a moment.
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- Author: Edgar Rice Burroughs
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2017
- Pages: 136
- ISBN-10: 1546647821
- ISBN-13: 9781546647829
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.7 cm, softcover
- Language: English English
I came upon him quite suddenly, and no less unexpectedly, upon the rim of the great Sahara Desert. He was standing before a goat-skin tent amidst a clump of date palms within a tiny oasis. Close by was an Arab douar of some eight or ten tents. I had come down from the north to hunt lion. My party consisted of a dozen children of the desert-I was the only "white" man. As we approached the little clump of verdure I saw the man come from his tent and with hand-shaded eyes peer intently at us. At sight of me he advanced rapidly to meet us. "A white man!" he cried. "May the good Lord be praised! I have been watching you for hours, hoping against hope that THIS time there would be a white man. Tell me the date. What year is it?" And when I had told him he staggered as though he had been struck full in the face, so that he was compelled to grasp my stirrup leather for support. "It cannot be!" he cried after a moment.
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