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And Then There Were None When I was youngwe learned how the west was wonsinging the Ten Little Indians songone little two little three little Indiansand so on, each...
Read MoreAnd Then There Were None When I was youngwe learned how the west was wonsinging the Ten Little Indians songone little two little three little Indiansand so on, each...
Read MoreThis is the review of Dorothy Richardson’s novel Pilgrimage, published in the Egoist by May Sinclair in 1918. At the time Richardson had only written the first...
Read MoreRecently I stumbled on the English author May Sinclair (1863-1946) in the back pages of Dorothy Richardson’s Pilgrimage. My copy of Pilgrimage is published by Virago,...
Read MoreNorth Star1.It’s unclear to me where we are going.I see nothing but fog on the peripheryof the headlights, and brown leavesswirling in a circle of snow, windblowing...
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