bathrobe. Carter paused on his way to dinner to pick a leaf from a bush. He held it to his cheek and ... listened to the birds above him in the trees. A reverence lit his face, as if he were seeing the next ... undignified march had kept him from his appointed task. Men should die nobly or not at all. There would be ...

isolation you can experience in the bush. There is still today, despite the encroachment of tourism and ... a well-equipped shooting party can be completely alone in several thousand square miles of pri­ meval hunting ... terrain. Here at night after a day of beating the bush it is good to come back to the comfort of a camp ...

they laid him back down, his head began to stir, his eyes opened with effort for a moment. ... His face seemed to be overtaken by terror, and sitting up with alarm, he glanced to his right, to his ... he blinked from one to another with a strange, alarmed look of surprise on his face, the expression ...

a mocksome travesty of approved behavior, and see what is stirring there. If something is stirring, perhaps ... An alarming statement, given the impossibility of exploring the full welter of bathroom phe­ nomena. ... eighth, that of the esthetician, sweating in his velvet coUar there in the rotten bathroom. But ...

birds that sank into the sea. The swollen tails and heads of these creatures stuck out from my dreams. ... looking up at us even now from the depths of darkness; the legless elephant that followed us; the birds ... that fell to the ground calling out to us-where did they come from, those creatures our hands kept ...