The White Desert
The White Desert
For strength, swift action, and the clever use of the element of suspense, few recent novels equal this gripping tale of the Continental Divide in mid-winter.
Book Excerpt
asp and break in the smooth monotony of the exhaust, to miss, to strain and struggle vainly, then to thunder on once more, as Houston pressed the gears into low and began to watch the motormeter with anxious eyes. The mercury was rising; another half-hour and the swish of steam told of a boiling radiator.
A stop, while the red, hissing water splattered from the radiator cock, and the lifted hood gave the machine a chance to cool before replenishment came from the murky, discolored stream of melted snow water which churned beneath a sapling bridge. Panting and light-headed from the altitude, Barry leaned against the machine for a moment, then suddenly straightened to draw his coat tighter about him and to raise the collar about his neck. The wind, whistling down from above, was cold: something touched his face and melted there,--snow!
The engine was cool now. Barry leaped to the wheel and once more began his struggle upward, a new seriousness upon him, a new grimness apparent in the tightness of
FREE EBOOKS AND DEALS
(view all)Popular books in Adventure, Fiction and Literature
Readers reviews
0.0
LoginSign up
Be the first to review this book