large/1336/the_camp_of_the_dog_librivox_64kb_mp3/camp_of_the_dog_3_blackwood_cb_64kb_45
large/1336/the_camp_of_the_dog_librivox_64kb_mp3/camp_of_the_dog_3_blackwood_cb_64kb
English
1336
Really, it was most singular when one came to reflect soberly upon it all. Events, say the occultists, have souls, or at least that agglomerate life due to the emotions and thoughts of all concerned in them, so that cities, and even whole countries, have great astral shapes which may become visible to the eye of vision; and certainly here, the soul of this drive—this vain, blundering, futile drive—stood somewhere between ourselves and—laughed. REALLY IT WAS MOST SINGULAR WHEN ONE CAME TO REFLECT SOBERLY UPON IT EVENTS SAY THE OCCULTISTS HAVE SOULS OR AT LEAST THAT AGGLOMERATE LIFE DUE TO THE EMOTIONS AND THOUGHTS OF ALL CONCERNED IN THEM SO THAT CITIES AND EVEN WHOLE COUNTRIES HAVE GREAT ASTRAL SHAPES WHICH MAY BECOME VISIBLE TO THE EYE OF VISION AND CERTAINLY HERE THE SOUL OF THIS DRIVE THIS VAIN BLUNDERING FUTILE DRIVE STOOD SOMEWHERE BETWEEN OURSELVES AND LAUGHED
 The grey dawn had broken in earnest at last, and we could see the racing waves with their angry crests of white. The surrounding islands showed up as dark masses in the distance, and in the east, almost as Maloney spoke, the sun came up with a rush in a stormy and magnificent sky of red and gold. Against this splashed and gorgeous background black clouds, shaped like fantastic and legendary animals, filed past swiftly in a tearing stream, and to this day I have only to close my eyes to see again that vivid and hurrying procession in the air. All about us the pines made black splashes against the sky. It was an angry sunrise. Rain, indeed, had already begun to fall in big drops. We turned, as by a common instinct, and, without speech, made our way back slowly to the stockade, Maloney humming snatches of his songs, Sangree in front with his gun, prepared to shoot at a moment's notice, and the women floundering in the rear with myself and the extinguished lanterns. Yet it was only a dog!  THE OPEN SEA AND FINLAND THE GRAY DAWN HAD BROKEN IN EARNEST AT LAST AND WE COULD SEE THE RACING WAVES WITH THEIR ANGRY CRESTS OF WHITE THE SURROUNDING ISLANDS SHOWED UP AS DARK MASSES IN THE DISTANCE AND IN THE EAST ALMOST AS MALONEY SPOKE THE SUN CAME UP WITH A RUSH IN A STORMY AND MAGNIFICENT SKY OF RED AND GOLD AGAINST THIS SPLASHED AND GORGEOUS BACKGROUND BLACK CLOUDS SHAPED LIKE FANTASTIC AND LEGENDARY ANIMALS FILED PAST SWIFTLY IN A TEARING STREAM AND TO THIS DAY I HAVE ONLY TO CLOSE MY EYES TO SEE AGAIN THAT VIVID AND HURRYING PROCESSION IN THE AIR ALL ABOUT US THE PINES MADE BLACK SPLASHES AGAINST THE SKY IT WAS AN ANGRY SUNRISE RAIN INDEED HAD ALREADY BEGUN TO FALL IN BIG DROPS WE TURNED AS BY A COMMON INSTINCT AND WITHOUT SPEECH MADE OUR WAY BACK SLOWLY TO THE STOCKADE MALONEY HUMMING SNATCHES OF HIS SONGS SANGREE IN FRONT WITH HIS GUN PREPARED TO SHOOT AT A MOMENT'S NOTICE AND THE WOMEN FLOUNDERING IN THE REAR WITH MYSELF AND THE EXTINGUISHED LANTERNS YET IT WAS ONLY A DOG
large/1336/the_camp_of_the_dog_librivox_64kb_mp3/camp_of_the_dog_3_blackwood_cb_64kb
file
download/librilight/large/1336/the_camp_of_the_dog_librivox_64kb_mp3/camp_of_the_dog_3_blackwood_cb_64kb.flac