43 million miles from the earth- - a progression of the weirdest and most astonishing experiences in fiction. John Carter, American, finds himself on the planet Mars, engaging for a wonderful lady, with the Green Men of Mars, horrible animals fifteen feet high, mounted on horses like mythical serpents.
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nonetheless, that this idea didn't happen to me until the next day eliminates any conceivable right to a case to gallantry to which the portrayal of this scene may perhaps in any case entitle me.
I don't accept that I am made of the stuff which comprises saints, on the grounds that, in the entirety of the many occasions that my deliberate demonstrations have put me eye to eye with death, I can't remember a solitary one where any elective advance to that I took happened to me until numerous hours after the fact. My brain is clearly established to the point that I am subliminally constrained into the way of obligation without plan of action to tedious mental cycles. Anyway that might be, I have never lamented that weakness isn't discretionary with me.
In this occurrence I was, obviously, positive that Powell was the focal point of fascination, however whether I thought or acted first I don't have the foggiest idea, yet inside a moment from the second the scene broke upon my view I had whipped out my guns and was pursuing upon the whole multitude of fighters, shooting
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