An edition of The People of the Mist (1894)

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An edition of The People of the Mist (1894)

The People of the Mist

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H. Rider Haggard founded a whole school of fantasy writing which eventually came to be known as "the lost race novel." His output was prodigious, and starting with "King Solomon's Mines" he continued for years to produce one fabulously exciting fantasy after another. His writing is so authentic that many people sought the "lost" mines and races which he invented. THE PEOPLE OF THE MIST is a tale of high adventure—a lost culture in the heart of the ancient, savage Africa that Haggard knew and loved so well.

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English
Pages
357

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Cover of: The People of the Mist
The People of the Mist
December 1973, Ballantine Books
in English
Cover of: The People of the Mist
The People of the Mist
1914, Longmans, Green and Co.
in English
Cover of: The People of the Mist
The People of the Mist
1895, Longmans, Green, and Co.
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Cover of: The People of the Mist
The People of the Mist
1894, Longmans, Green and Co.
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New York

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Edition Notes

Copyright Date
1894 by H. Rider Haggard

Classifications

Library of Congress
PZ3.H123 Pe, PR4731 Pe

The Physical Object

Pagination
x, 357p.
Number of pages
357

ID Numbers

Open Library
OL23649324M
Internet Archive
peoplemist01hagggoog
LCCN
06046148
Library Thing
51436

First Sentence

"The January afternoon was passing into night, the air was cold and still, so still that not a single twig of the naked beech-trees stirred; on the grass of the meadows lay a thin white rime, half frost, half snow; the firs stood out blackly against a steel-hued sky, and over the tallest of them hung a single star."

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