In Touch
In Touch with Nature: Tales and Sketches from the Life
作者：Stables, Gordon, 1840-1910
体例：题 章数：61
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章节目录
共 61 题- Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England
- CHAPTER ONE.
- ROWAN-TREE COTTAGE.
- CHAPTER TWO.
- A CHRISTMAS IN THE ARCTIC OCEAN.
- CHAPTER THREE.
- BIRDS AND BEASTS IN WINTER.--THE OWL AND THE WEASEL.
- THE OWL AND THE WEASEL.
- CHAPTER FOUR.
- AWAY IN THE WOODS.
- MY WOODLAND STUDY IN SUMMER.
- CHAPTER FIVE.
- SUMMER LIFE IN NORLAND SEAS.
- I related, among other things--
- HOW SEALS ARE CAUGHT IN GREENLAND.
- CHAPTER SIX.
- FACE TO FACE WITH ICE-BEARS.
- CHAPTER SEVEN.
- SPRING IS COMING.
- THE STORM.
- Note that she says "`_Weave_' a story."
- THE FAIRY FOREST.
- CHAPTER EIGHT.
- ON THE ROAD.--NEPTUNE: A STORY OF STRANGE MEETINGS.
- I beckoned him in, and presently he was squatting in the midst of us.
- CHAPTER NINE.
- OLD DODDIE; THE CYCLIST'S STORY.
- CHAPTER TEN.
- SPARE THE SPARROW.
- I fear she proved a great enemy to the birds.
- She tosses her bill higher in air than it was before, as she replies--
- I "dried up" after that.
- CHAPTER ELEVEN.
- ON THE BREEZY CLIFF-TOP.--OUR "HOGGIE."
- Our "Hoggie."
- I was as glad as any of them, because I am very much of a boy at heart.
- CHAPTER TWELVE.
- DANGER; A STUDY IN DOG LIFE.
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
- DICKY DUMPS: THE PARSON'S PONY.
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
- A QUIET EVENING--ROVER'S EXPERIENCE.
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN.
- JUST LIKE TINY.
- I smiled, but said nothing, for I knew the critic was right.
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
- PROFESSOR DICK'S ACADEMY: A STRANGE ADVENTURE.
- I got tired at last and sat down.
- I shake my head, as he looks up in my face inquiringly.
- I would not stay another moment here for all the world.
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
- THE OLD MAN'S DOGS.
- The story of the evening was--
- THE OLD MAN'S DOGS.
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
- UP THE VALE OF DON.--A PEEP AT PARADISE.
- I wound in my tackle, and put up my rod.
- It is a solitary hill--a wild, bold, cliffy mass--yet--
- CHAPTER NINETEEN.
- BACK ONCE MORE IN BIRD-HAUNTED BERKS.
- A REVERIE.