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The yellow river under the breathless sun of midday had the white pallor of death.
A native was paddling upstream in a frail dug-out so small that it hardly showed
above the surface of the water. On the banks of the river, here and there, were ...
From the house to the river a pathway was made of roughly-hewn planks so that
you should not have to walk in the mud of the track, but when the tide is low you
have to climb up slippery banks of mud, dark and slimy, into which you sink ...
We ran along looking for the Merauke river. We didn't know where it was, and it
made one feel like one of the old explorers; we took soundings, and tried to judge
by the shape of the coast-line where we were. We knew there was a light at the ...
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A compilation of notes kept over his lifetime and published just before Maugham's death. Though there were some pearls of wisdom and insightful comments on writing it was his commentary on daily life ... Read full review