Books with title Police Cars

Robert William Chambers (1865 - 1933) was an American artist, and author of fiction. He is best known for his book of short stories entitled "The King in Yellow" (1895). POLICE is a volume of xenobiology: cryptozoology. Weird monsters and strange relics from the fossil eras; things which ought never to have walked upon the face of this earth. But they have walked among us. And I have seen them. And I have told the world. It has caused a certain madeness among the people. I can't be hold to account, can I? This sequel to "In Search of the Unknown" contains such stories as The Third Eye, The Immortal, The Ladies of the Lake, One Over, Un Peu d'Amour and The Eggs of the Silver Moon. Includes vintage illustration!

Police!!! by Robert William Chambers This sequel to "In Search of the Unknown" contains such stories as The Third Eye, The Immortal, The Ladies of the Lake, One Over, Un Peu d'Amour and The Eggs of the Silver Moon. We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public. The aim of our publishing program is to facilitate rapid access to this vast reservoir of literature, and our view is that this is a significant literary work, which deserves to be brought back into print after many decades. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works. To ensure a high quality product, each title has been meticulously hand curated by our staff. Our philosophy has been guided by a desire to provide the reader with a book that is as close as possible to ownership of the original work. We hope that you will enjoy this wonderful classic work, and that for you it becomes an enriching experience.

From an early age, kids are taught that police officers help protect everyone and keep cities and towns safe. The police car is an important tool in that job, but kids might not typically see the inside of one. In this book, kids will learn that a police car is stronger than a civilian car, and they will also learn about the tools inside the car, such as a radio and a computer, that help police officers do their work well.

Although the man's back was turned toward me, I was uncomfortably conscious that he was watching me. How he could possibly be watching me while I stood directly behind him, I did not ask myself; yet, nevertheless, instinct warned me that I was being inspected; that somehow or other the man was staring at me as steadily as though he and I had been face to face and his faded, sea-green eyes were focussed upon me.It was an odd sensation which persisted in spite of logic, and of which I could not rid myself. Yet the little waitress did not seem to share it. Perhaps she was not under his glassy inspection. But then, of course, I could not be either.No doubt the nervous tension incident to the expedition was making me supersensitive and even morbid.Our sail-boat rode the shallow torquoise-tinted waters at anchor, rocking gently just off the snowy coral reef on which we were now camping. The youthful waitress who, for economy's sake, wore her cap, apron, collar and cuffs over her dainty print dress, was seated by the signal fire writing in her diary. Sometimes she thoughtfully touched her pencil point with the tip of her tongue; sometimes she replenished the fire from a pile of dead mangrove branches heaped up on the coral reef beside her. Whatever she did she accomplished gracefully.As for the man, Grue, his back remained turned toward us both and he continued, apparently, to scan the horizon for the sail which we all expected. And all the time I could not rid myself of the unpleasant idea that somehow or other he was looking at me, watching attentively the expression of my features and noting my every movement.The smoke of our fire blew wide across leagues of shallow, sparkling water, or, when the wind veered, whirled back into our faces across the reef, curling and eddying among the standing mangroves like fog drifting.

Robert William Chambers (May 26, 1865 – December 16, 1933) was an American artist and writer. He was born in Brooklyn, New York, to William P. Chambers (1827 - 1911), a famous lawyer, and Caroline Chambers (née Boughton), a direct descendant of Roger Williams, the founder of Providence, Rhode Island. Robert's brother was Walter Boughton Chambers, the world famous architect.