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  • av H. Rider Haggard
    181

  • - 2-Heart of the World & the Mahatma and the Hare
    av H. Rider Haggard
    317 - 477

  • - 1-When the World Shook & Doctor Therne
    av H. Rider Haggard
    357 - 561

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    301

    The sun, which shone upon a day that was gathered to the past some three thousand years ago, was setting in full glory over the expanses of south-eastern Africa-the Libya of the ancients. Its last burning rays fell upon a cavalcade of weary men, who, toge

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    321

    Across the wide backs of the waves, beneath the mountains, and between the islands, a ship came stealing from the dark into the dusk, and from the dusk into the dawn. The ship had but one mast, one broad brown sail with a star embroidered on it in gold; h

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    321

    It was evening in Egypt, thousands of years ago, when the Prince Abi, governor of Memphis and of great territories in the Delta, made fast his ship of state to a quay beneath the outermost walls of the mighty city of Uast or Thebes, which we moderns know

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    181 - 347

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    181 - 347

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    301

    Has the age of miracle quite gone by, or is it still possible to the Voice of Faith calling aloud upon the earth to wring from the dumb heavens an audible answer to its prayer? Does the promise uttered by the Master of mankind upon the eve of the end-"Whoso that believeth in Me, the works that I do he shall do also . . . and whatsoever ye shall ask in My name, that will I do;"-still hold good to such as do ask and do believe? Let those who care to study the history of the Rev. Thomas Owen, and of that strange man who carried on and completed his work, answer this question according to their judgment.

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    327

    Of my childhood in this Olaf life I can regain but little. There come to me, however, recollections of a house, surrounded by a moat, situated in a great plain near to seas or inland lakes, on which plain stood mounds that I connected with the dead. What the dead were I did not quite understand, but I gathered that they were people who, having once walked about and been awake, now laid themselves down in a bed of earth and slept. I remember looking at a big mound which was said to cover a chief known as "The Wanderer," whom Freydisa, the wise woman, my nurse, told me had lived hundreds or thousands of years before, and thinking that so much earth over him must make him very hot at nights. I remember also that the hall called Aar was a long house roofed with sods, on which grew grass and sometimes little white flowers, and that inside of it cows were tied up. We lived in a place beyond, that was separated off from the cows by balks of rough timber. I used to watch them being milked through a crack between two of the balks where a knot had fallen out, leaving a convenient eyehole about the height of a walking-stick from the floor.

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    181 - 347

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    377

    I am going to tell the strangest story that I remember. It may seem a queer thing to say, especially considering that there is no woman in it -- except Foulata. Stop, though! there is Gagaoola, if she was a woman, and not a fiend. But she was a hundred at least, and therefore not marriageable, so I don't count her. At any rate, I can safely say that there is not a _petticoat_ in the whole history.

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    311 - 461

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    391

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    297

    Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard is an exhilarating tale of adventure and revenge set during the Spanish conquest of Mexico. The story follows Thomas Wingfield, an Englishman who journeys to the New World to avenge the murder of his mother. Amidst the clash of civilizations, Thomas becomes entangled with the Aztec people and falls in love with Montezuma's daughter, Otomie. As he navigates the perils of war, betrayal, and cultural upheaval, Thomas's quest for vengeance leads him to unexpected discoveries about love, loyalty, and his own destiny. Published in 1893, this novel combines historical drama with Haggard's signature storytelling prowess.

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    141

    Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - At the date of our introduction to him, Philip Hadden was a transport-rider and trader in "the Zulu." Still on the right side of forty, in appearance he was singularly handsome; tall, dark, upright, with keen eyes, short-pointed beard, curling hair and clear-cut features. His life had been varied, and there were passages in it which he did not narrate even to his most intimate friends. He was of gentle birth, however, and it was said that he had received a public school and university education in England. At any rate he could quote the classics with aptitude on occasion, an accomplishment which, coupled with his refined voice and a bearing not altogether common in the wild places of the world, had earned for him among his rough companions the soubriquet of "The Prince." However these things may have been, it is certain that he had emigrated to Natal under a cloud, and equally certain that his relatives at home were content to take no further interest in his fortunes. During the fifteen or sixteen years which he had spent in or about the colony, Hadden followed many trades, and did no good at any of them. A clever man, of agreeable and prepossessing manner, he always found it easy to form friendships and to secure a fresh start in life.

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    181

    Before the beginning of this story of the most remarkable episodes in his life, Philip Hadden was engaged for several years in transport-riding--carrying goods on ox waggons from Durban or Maritzburg to various points in the interior of Africa. On arriving at the little frontier town of Utrecht in the Transvaal, in charge of two waggon loads of mixed goods consigned to a storekeeper there, it was discovered that five cases of brandy were missing from his waggon. The storekeeper called him a thief and the two men came to blows. Before anybody could interfere, the storekeeper received a nasty wound in his side. That night, Hadden trekked back into Natal, loaded up with Kaffir goods--such as blankets, calico, and hardware--and crossed into Zululand, where no sheriff's officer would be likely to follow. Being well acquainted with the language and customs of the natives, he did good trade with them, and soon found himself possessed of some cash and a small herd of cattle, which he received in exchange for his wares. Meanwhile news reached him that the man whom he had injured still vowed vengeance against him, and was in communication with the authorities in Natal. These reasons making his return to civilisation undesirable for the moment, and further business being impossible until he could receive a fresh supply of trade stuff, Hadden like a wise man turned his thoughts to pleasure. Sending his cattle and waggon over the border to be left in charge of a native headman with whom he was friendly, he went on foot to Ulundi to obtain permission from the king, Cetywayo, to hunt game in his country. Somewhat to his surprise, the Indunas or headmen, received him courteously--for Hadden's visit took place within a few months of the outbreak of the Zulu war in 1878, when Cetywayo was already showing unfriendliness to the English traders and others . . . .

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    241

    I am going to tell the strangest story that I remember. It may seem a queer thing to say, especially considering that there is no woman in it -- except Foulata. Stop, though! there is Gagaoola, if she was a woman, and not a fiend. But she was a hundred at least, and therefore not marriageable, so I don't count her. At any rate, I can safely say that there is not a _petticoat_ in the whole history.

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    297

    The tale of the youth of Umslopogaas, holder of the iron Chieftainess, the axe Groan-maker, who was named Bulalio the Slaughterer, and of his love for Nada, the most beautiful of Zulu women.

  • - A Tale of the Dutch
    av H. Rider Haggard
    391 - 477

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    297 - 407

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    127

    H. Rider Haggard's story of the life of the great Egyptian Queen.

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    621

    H. Rider Haggard (1856-1925) is best known as the successful writer of adventure stories with exotic backgrounds such as King Solomon's Mines. However, he also served on a number of royal commissions, and in managing his wife's Norfolk estate became a recognised expert on agricultural matters. His A Farmer's Year (1898, also reissued in this series), recounts the work of the farm, together with observations on rural life and the state of agriculture in general. In 1905 he published this work, a diary of his garden in 1903. After an introductory chapter (with a plan) describing the the garden, orchard and glasshouses, and the staff he employed, the diary begins, relating the tasks and experiences of the year, from spraying against red spider mite in January to decorating the house with greenery on Christmas Eve. This beautifully written book reveals the horticultural taste and practice of the Edwardian era.

  • - Being an Account of Agricultural and Social Researches Carried Out in the Years 1901 and 1902
    av H. Rider Haggard
    877 - 907

    Rider Haggard's survey of the state of English agriculture was carried out in 1901-1902, and published twice in book form. It shows a picture of agriculture in poor condition, and suggests reforms to improve matters. The book was well received, and many of Haggard's suggestions were later implemented.

  • - Being his Commonplace Book for 1898
    av H. Rider Haggard
    761

    Best-selling novelist Rider Haggard (1856-1925) was also a recognised expert on agricultural practice, and published this account of his life and work as a farmer in Norfolk in 1899. It gives a lyrical but unsentimental view of both the pleasure and the problems of late Victorian rural life.

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  • av H. Rider Haggard
    131

    ''My empire is of the imagination.'' These are the words of Ayesha, the mysterious white queen of a Central African tribe, whose dread title, ''She-who-must-be-obeyed'', testifies to her undying beauty and magical powers; but they serve equally well to describe the hold of her author, Henry Rider Haggard, on generations of readers. Writing ''at white heat'', and in the flush of success after the publication of King Solomon''s Mines, Haggard drew again on his knowledge of Africa and of ancient legends, but also on something deeper and more disturbing. To the Englishmen who journey through shipwreck, fever, and cannibals to her hidden realm, ''She'' is the goal of a quest bequeathed to them two thousand years before; to Haggard''s readers, ''She'' is the embodiment of one of the most potent and ambivalent figures ofWestern mythology, a female who is both monstrous and desirable - and, without question, deadlier than the male. ABOUT THE SERIES: For over 100 years Oxford World''s Classics has made available the widest range of literature from around the globe. Each affordable volume reflects Oxford''s commitment to scholarship, providing the most accurate text plus a wealth of other valuable features, including expert introductions by leading authorities, helpful notes to clarify the text, up-to-date bibliographies for further study, and much more.

  • av H. Rider Haggard
    137

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