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by Botkin Deonarian 29 Dec '09

29 Dec '09

Eir feet in an instant. Every man now understood his danger instinctively, and the whole mass rushed to gain the bridge with the motion of a wave. The Russians came down with the rapidity of a conflagration. Men, women, children, horses,--all rushed tumultuously to the bridge. Fortunately the major, who was carrying the countess, was still some distance from it. General Eble had just set fire to the supports on the other bank. In spite of the warnings shouted to those who were rushing upon the bridge, not a soul went back. Not only did the bridge go down crowded with human beings, but the impetuosity of that flood of men toward the fatal bank was so furious that a mass of humanity poured itself violently into the river like an avalanche. Not a cry was heard; the only sound was like the dropping of monstrous stones into the water. Then the Beresina was a mass of floating corpses. The retrograde movement of those who now fell back into the plain to escape the death before them was so violent, and their concussion against those who were advancing from the rear so terrible, that numbers were smothered or trampled to death. The Comte and Comt

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by Cabrera 27 Dec '09

27 Dec '09

Ight. After a time he strolled into the business port

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{Spam?} Undreds of kilowatts of power and receivers as large as a trunk, not
by Camara Norcott 25 Dec '09

25 Dec '09

him to get me a pair of headphones. "I must explain to you that it was no easy matter for a Russian seaman to serve on a vessel which visited foreign ports. First one had to go t

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by Ogletree 23 Dec '09

23 Dec '09

sister's toeses. What little bitsey toeses. Baby touch little sister's toeses." Jimmy had chafed while he listened; but now that the scene came to him after reflection, he saw how inhuman a thing it was to dupe the child into an affection for her inevitable enemy. "Does baby love little sister?" continued the voice. "Love nice, pretty little sister! Sweet little sister! Zhere! Zhere! Zhat's right; love little sister!" As he toyed with a wisp of hay, Jimmy Sears's blood froze in his veins at the recollection that his own mother had lent her countenance to this baseness. He kn

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