Books with author Katherine Marsh

Katherine Marsh revisits New York's ghostly underworld in this gripping sequel to the Edgar Award-winning THE NIGHT TOURISTFORMAT: 4 CDs, UnabridgedNARRATOR: Andrew RannelsAfter traveling to New York City's ghostly underworld, Jack Perdu has made it back aboveground, to join the living. But, if he's alive why is he still seeing ghosts? Jack tries hard to fit in at his new school--and tries even harder to win the affections of his classmate and friend, Cora. In an effort to impress her, Jack leads Cora to the entrance of the underworld and makes a terrible mistake. Soon they have crossed the threshold--and this time, there may be no getting back! Like THE NIGHT TOURIST, this exciting sequel blends together the modern-day world and mythology.

Katherine Marsh revisits New York’s ghostly underworld in this gripping sequel to the Edgar Award-winning THE NIGHT TOURISTFORMAT: 4 CDs, UnabridgedNARRATOR: Andrew RannelsAfter traveling to New York City's ghostly underworld, Jack Perdu has made it back aboveground, to join the living. But, if he's alive why is he still seeing ghosts? Jack tries hard to fit in at his new school--and tries even harder to win the affections of his classmate and friend, Cora. In an effort to impress her, Jack leads Cora to the entrance of the underworld and makes a terrible mistake. Soon they have crossed the threshold--and this time, there may be no getting back! Like THE NIGHT TOURIST, this exciting sequel blends together the modern-day world and mythology.

THE STRANGERSFrom under the curving top of a canvas-covered "prairie schooner" a boy of about fifteen leaned out, his eyes straining intently across the brown, level expanse of the prairies."Father," he called, with a note of anxiety in his voice, "look back there to the northeast! What is that against the horizon? It looks like a cloud of dust or smoke."In a second prairie schooner, just ahead of the one the boy was driving, a man with a brown, bearded face looked out hastily, then continued to scan the horizon with anxious gaze.Beside him in the wagon sat a blue-eyed, comely woman with traces of care in her face. As the boy's voice reached her she started, then leaned out of the wagon, her startled gaze sweeping the lonely untrodden plains over which they were traveling.Inside the wagon under the canvas cover a boy of nine, two little girls of seven and twelve, a curly-headed little girl of five, and a baby boy of two years, lay on the rolled-up bedding sleeping heavily.The time was midsummer, 1856, and the family of Joshua Peniman, crossing the plains to the Territory of Nebraska, which had recently been organized, were traveling over the uninhabited prairies of western Iowa."Does thee think it could be Indians, Joshua?" asked Hannah Peniman, her face growing white as she viewed the cloud of dust which appeared momentarily to be coming nearer."I can't tell—-I can't see yet," answered her husband, turning anxious eyes from the musket he was hastily loading toward the cloud of dust. "But whatever it is, it is coming this way. It might be a herd of elk or buffalo, but anyway, we must be prepared. Get inside, Hannah, and thee and the little ones keep well under cover."In the other wagon two younger boys had joined the lad who was driving. On the seat beside him now sat a merry-faced, brown-eyed lad of fourteen, and leaning on their shoulders peering out between them was a boy of twelve, the twin of the twelve-year-old girl in the other wagon, with red hair, laughing blue eyes, and a round, freckled face.Sam was the mischief of the family, and was generally larking and laughing, but now his face looked rather pale beneath its coat of tan and freckles, and the eyes which he fastened on the horizon had in them an expression of terror."Do you suppose it's Indians, Joe?" he whispered huskily. "Did you hear what that man told Father at Fort Dodge the other day? He said that Indians had set on an emigrant train near Fontanelle and murdered the whole party."The boy on the driver's seat did not answer. With his wide grey eyes focused intently on the cloud of dust in the distance, his tanned face strained and set, he craned forward, every muscle of his body at rigid attention.Presently he handed the lines to the brother who sat beside him and reaching up into the curving top of the wagon took down a heavy old muzzle-loading musket."Do you think it is Indians?" the boy asked, his hands a bit tremulous on the lines."I dunno. Can't tell yet. But we've got to be ready anyhow. Better load up your rifle, Lige."ILLUSTRATIONS "Something nearer, dearer, sweeter than a sister—I want you for my wife!"The little Princess settled down beside him, her chin in her hand"Keep it; you were good and saved us"Sunrise found her plodding on, a forlorn little figure on a big bay mareCONTENTSThe StrangersThe Grave in the DesertPrincessLeaving the Old HomeWestward Ho!In Which the Pioneers Hear Alarming NewsA Night of HorrorJoe Meets a Friend and Makes an EnemyRed SnakeNebraskaThe Prairie FireA Nebraska DugoutThe Minne-to-wauk-palaThe New HomeBuilding the Sod HouseIn the Hands of the EnemyEagle EyeA Life for a LifeHow Joe Came HomeEagle Eye RemembersThe BlizzardTo the RescueChristmas on the PrairiesRuth Makes a DiscoveryThe Dispatch-BoxTrouble BrewingWarIn Camp and FieldHome AgainRuth Receives a SurpriseJoe Hears a Strange Story

Break Free is the ultimate guide to taking small steps towards happiness and recovery.This book features coping skills, meditation and relaxation tips, activities, tools and much more to be your helping hand on the road to happiness. The book features a compilation of tips and skills submitted through a social media project I did on Tumblr and through my Facebook.

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This volume about the Pennsylvania State Police was published in 1918. A summary from the book's Foreword: In the foreword of an earlier book, 'Justice to All', I have told the story of the dastardly murder and heroic death of Samuel Howell, carpenter, ambused by robbers on a lonely country road in the State of New York. In the book itself I have tried to tell the strory, equally heroic, of the Pennsylvania State Police. The slaying of that fine young American laboring man, too true of heart to buy his life with his honor, unmasked once more an old and shameful fact that the Empire State connived at such tragedies accepted them without feeling, without action, and without remark. The trade of robber and murderer, so long as exercised upon the poor, was practically a snug and safe employment in rural New York. The rich, like lords of feudal castles, lived in their big houses surrounded by their own garrisons of servants and guards. But those of less estate, the farmers, the laborers, the women and girl-children in small isolated homes, or traversing lonely roads as perforce they must, in a word, all the scattered pop- ulation of the countryside, were stolidly ignored by the one power morally responsible for their safety and then peace. The very government that enacted the laws treated its own enactments as "scraps of paper". The criminal world, in con- sequence, remained at perfect liberty to do the same. The bitter outrage of this truth, seen at short range and poignantly realized, drove me for light and counsel to the only State in the Union on whose name no kindred blot appeared. At every source and from many and varied stand- points, I studied the Pennsylvania State Police, carefully checking both facts and figures as I moved along the field. Then, at last, because no working account of the subject already existed in print, and in order to lay the plain facts in available shape before the people of New York and of the Union, I wrote 'Justice to All', the story of the Pennsylvania State Police. The purpose of that book exacted condensation and the cutting-out of much incident tha might have served to bring its meaning home. Out of the mass of material thus set apart have been taken the narratives that form this present volume. It has been a difficult and unwelcome task to choose, from so large a sheaf, what to take and what to leave. The incidents here related are chosen, not because they stand out from the rest, but just, on the contrary, because they fairly illustrate the common daily round of the Pennsylvania Force. Space alone governs their number. For there is not one seasoned man in the entire Squadron who has not performed many an act of valor and of service equal in quality to those recounted here. In every narrative the real names of the Troopers are given. In every instance but one, the actual names of localities appear. In several instances I have changed the names of criminals at the request of the State Police themselves, whose creed it is to temper justice with mercy, and to give the worst man every chance to mend. Again, in the case of innocent citizens and of the victims of crime, fictitious names have sometimes been used, out of regard for personal feelings. For any and every other commonwealth entering the field, the Pennsylvania State Police must be the Standard-Bearers. We do but honor ourselves in acknowledging it. Let us watch that standard where they still carry it far in the van. It is no easy task no goal to be soon or lightly gained. But in so far as through stern years of discipline, devotion, and sacrifice they may win grace and strength to approach it, just so far will they make good. Another book by this author: - Justice to All, the Story of the Pennsylvania State Police

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