The Progressive Ages, Or, the Triumphs of Science, and Treasures of Nature, History and Literature

The Progressive Ages, Or, the Triumphs of Science, and Treasures of Nature, History and Literature

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 edition. Excerpt: ...me so far--has saved me from all danger. Thou givest food to the young ravens, and markest even the fall of the tiny sparrow. None but Thou can hear or help. Hear my prayer? Save me, O God! Save me!" Something of sweet consolation came with the utterance of the words, and he lay down to sleep more tranquilly than he had done for many previous nights. Yet it was only to be awakened by a new fear. It needed no seer to tell him that the fohn, or hot south wind, was sweeping over the glaciers and snow-fields of the high Alps; and that the rain was falling in torrents, and the enormous blocks of ice melting as by the touch of fire. The cavern he had dug with infinite labor was almost breast-deep with water, and it was rushing in with all the swiftness of a mountain torrent. Instantly he was wet to the skin, and stood almost paralyzed with terror. Then he breasted his way out into the chasm, but it was only to return again as quickly as possible. Never cataract raged more fiercely than the surging water there. Cut ting little niches in the ice-wall, he climbed beyond the reach of the water, and tremblingly awaited his fate. The waves rose rapidly higher and higher. He had climbed until his head rested against the top of the little cave--he could go no further. And yet the waves rolled upward around him. They reached his waist--surged higher to his breast--crept to his throat, and, despite all his efforts, began to trickle into his mouth. In another moment he would be strangled by them; his hold would be torn away, and his body dashed hither and thither against the sharp points of the ice. "O God! Save me! Save me!" burst from him in the terrible agony of the instant, the moment of time that lay between him and death. A noise...show more

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  • Paperback | 110 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 213g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236943090
  • 9781236943095