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"It was I who ought to have been the favorite-- not Richard; for I was much the best of them, a fairly quiet fellow, inclined to be nice to everybody, and not spending…
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Floods & storms, 1926
288 stories in Central West (Bathurst, Orange, Mudgee)'s papers · page 5 of 15
Caught in storm Perilous Plight of Travellers Mr. Sam. Nicholl's Thrilling Experience
Mr. Sam. Nicholls and a friend, Mr Mason, had a thrilling and perilous experience during the height of Monday night's thunderstorm. They…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →Heat Wave Continues Century Topped in Many Places Thunderstorms in West. Sydney
The heat wave conditions still prevailed over New South Wales yesterday, and among the temperatures recorded were 114 at White Cliffs, 112…
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Lithgow on Monday afternoon experienced a temperature of 95.5. After dark a thunderstorm broke. The peals of thunder and the flashes of lightning lasted for over…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →Waterless Clouds Kandos Misses a Deluge
On Monday evening heavy clouds from the west and north west threatened to give Kandos its long expected downpour. Flashes…
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"But I also learned this fact--that the old man had not been shot--he had been stabbed. "And Richard had known this fact--that…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →Gales Sweep England Thrilling Stories of the Sea Vessels at the Mercy of the Waves London
The renewal of great gales has brought a batch if [?] Manchester Producer has been drifting helplessly in…
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"Yes, grandfather!" he repeated,. "I am the son of old David Storm's son. In the absence of a will, every stick and stone in Beach House belongs to me, and no man…
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To understand the awakening of Inspector Hunter his past achievements should be appreciated. When young, he had the strength and physique of a bull, and his…
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The excessive prevailing next culminated in thunderstorm on Sunday night, and again on Monday morning. Up till 9 o’ clock on Monday morning…
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"Odd thing," said Hunter, crowding in through the doorway. "There's a smell of scent here, rather like lavender in a linen cupboard, while from across the passage…
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So it came to this--Eunice must be won and wed long before the six months were sped, and, as tho, trump card to force her hand, how magnanimous it would be if ho…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →Gewie News. Exceptional Heat a Disappointing Storm
The weather during last week was ext optionally hot, Sunday last producing a temperature of something like 103 in the shade…
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The other stiffened, but his tone remained quite respectful. "May I make a suggestion, sir?" "Fire away!"…
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Jessop bounced as though someone had kicked him. "Will you please say that again ?" he demanded…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →Wedding Gale—finneran
The wedding of Herbert, son of Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Gale, of Bathurst, to and the late Mrs. Finneran, of Sydney, Mary, daughter of Mr. John Finneran,…
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"Good heavens! She will spurn me, and rightly." "She will not. "She expects you. She is waiting for you now."…
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"You take me too literally, oh, man of substance" he cried. "But why, like Falstaff, do you lard the lean earth in this manner? What hap awaits us at the Rose…
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But he did not mean to fall--at any rate through a blunder, of hand or foot. The real danger would be faced, he knew, when he had scaled the summit and was free to…
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"Who is there ?," he said. "I am Police Constable Sheldon. Who is there ?" His voice was harsh and strange in his own cars, and it reverberated through silent…
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