Books with author William M. Baker

A popular and creative method for teaching guitar to young children. This approach to learning integrates, from the very beginning, chord playing and note reading. Full of creative illustrations and color. The CD features William Bay on guitar and is recorded in a split-track format, allowing the student to play solo parts, accompaniment, or both! Standard notation only.

A popular and creative method for teaching guitar to young children. From the beginning, this method integrates chord playing with note reading. The student begins with simplified single-finger chord forms and strums as accompaniment to numerous well-known songs. Note reading is then methodically and carefully introduced. Written in standard notation. Includes access to online play-along recording and a full-length video.

In this multi-layered psychological mystery, photographer Jason Poe is transfixed by a disturbing set of murals he encounters in the attic of an abandoned house, and resolves to uncover the secret behind them. "The murals hit me hard. First came terror, then awe. It was only after I’d taken them in that I began to feel their immense power." Jason Poe, a former war photographer, has been breaking into abandoned houses for an art project to document what previous tenants have left behind. One night he finds more than expected when he ascends to an attic and is confronted by a haunting set of murals. The murals cover all four walls of the cramped space and hypnotise Jason. Convinced there’s an important story behind them, he embarks upon a quest to identify their creator and uncover their meaning. To do so Jason recruits several friends, including Joan Nguyen, a reporter for Calista Times-Dispatch. As the team delve deeper they uncover a mystery involving accusations of satanism, police corruption, a scandal involving a wealthy Calista family, a series of contemporary arson attacks . . . and an enigmatic patient in a Swiss psychiatric clinic.

Excerpt from His Majesty, MyselfWhatever may have influenced the Older woman, she, to her brother's astonishment, sided with them from the start. Elspeth took their part, in fact, with such energy, that within three months the lovers were en gaged. The young planter came and went between the South and New York continually, and in a year he had married Jean and taken her home. Little as he said, Donald was cut to the soul. He had toiled that he might have Jean beneath a roof Of his own, and a stran ger had frustrated, as in an instant, the labor Of a life time. He said nothing, but he never forgave either Jean or her husband.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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West African Folk Tales was written by William H Barker, an American missionary and the principal of a government school in Accra. It includes a delightful collection of folk tales from Nigeria, Ghana, Mali, Mauritania and other countries along the west coast of Africa. These stories spread in various forms to other countries like the West Indies, Suriname, the Netherland Antilles, etc and can be still heard today among the people of these countries. The sun is nearing the western horizon, seeming to fall like a huge ball behind the distant hills, the air is cool, and a solemn stillness prevails. Even the noisy youths and girls are quiet, and the time for tom-toms, crickets, bull -frogs, and the miscel- laneous instruments of man and Nature for the production of the most weird and inharmonious of sounds is not yet. In the compound — the courtyard round which are the family dwellings — the women with their picin (children) on their backs are busy with mortar and pestle making joo-joo (native food from maize). Squatting near the mud walls, naked to the waist, their cloth forming but a covering for the loins, are a number of men smoking short clay pipes and expectorating in a most insanitary manner — a perfect picture of idleness. Naked youngsters stand open-mouthed listening to the conversation of their elders, or amuse themselves at hide-and-seek, marbles, or some other native game. The short twilight of the tropics brings all occu- pations except talking to an end, and of talking there seems to be no end. Here and there some one or other lies down, covers himself entirely with his cloth, and is lost to the world.