Albert Bierstadt Yosemite Valley painting
John William Godward The Delphic Oracle painting
Weber says he and his fellow captives were keenly aware of the danger they faced:. "There was always a gun pointed at us — at your head, at your back, at something," says Weber. Clinging to HopeThe hostages stayed alert and tried to keep fit, even though they were losing weight quickly. Their meager diet consisted of a little rice and occasional sardines or fish heads. Sometimes, when the bandits shot a monkey or large rodent, the hostages were offered the skin and fat. Weber had a notebook and wrote in it every day. At first he took notes on his location and drew maps to assist an escape or rescue efforts
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Albert Bierstadt Yosemite Valley painting
Albert Bierstadt Yosemite Valley painting
John William Godward The Delphic Oracle painting
that's why you and Leslie can't get real close together in your souls. The barrier between you is her experience of sorrow and trouble. She ain't responsible for it and you ain't; but it's there and neither of you can cross it."
"My childhood wasn't very happy before I came to Green Gables," said Anne, gazing soberly out of the window at the still, sad, dead beauty of the leafless tree-shadows on the moonlit snow.
"Mebbe not--but it was just the usual unhappiness of a child who hasn't anyone to look after it properly. There hasn't been any tragedy in your life, Mistress Blythe. And poor Leslie's has been almost all tragedy. She feels, I reckon, though mebbe she hardly knows she feels it, that there's a vast deal in her life you can't enter nor understand--and so she has to keep you back from it--hold you off, so to speak, from hurting her. You know if we've got anything about us that hurts we shrink from anyone's touch on or near it. It holds good with our souls as well as our bodies, I reckon. Leslie's soul must be near raw--it's no wonder she hides it away."
"If that were really all, I wouldn't mind, Captain Jim. I would understand. But there
John William Godward The Delphic Oracle painting
that's why you and Leslie can't get real close together in your souls. The barrier between you is her experience of sorrow and trouble. She ain't responsible for it and you ain't; but it's there and neither of you can cross it."
"My childhood wasn't very happy before I came to Green Gables," said Anne, gazing soberly out of the window at the still, sad, dead beauty of the leafless tree-shadows on the moonlit snow.
"Mebbe not--but it was just the usual unhappiness of a child who hasn't anyone to look after it properly. There hasn't been any tragedy in your life, Mistress Blythe. And poor Leslie's has been almost all tragedy. She feels, I reckon, though mebbe she hardly knows she feels it, that there's a vast deal in her life you can't enter nor understand--and so she has to keep you back from it--hold you off, so to speak, from hurting her. You know if we've got anything about us that hurts we shrink from anyone's touch on or near it. It holds good with our souls as well as our bodies, I reckon. Leslie's soul must be near raw--it's no wonder she hides it away."
"If that were really all, I wouldn't mind, Captain Jim. I would understand. But there
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