|Name: James Branch Cabell||Find on Amazon India: Link|
|Nationality: American||Find on Amazon: Link|
And in the afternoon they entered a land – but such a land! A land hung in mourning, darkened by gigantic cypresses, submerged; a land of reptiles, silence, shadow, decay.
Everybody knows the Lord loveth a cheerful giver.
There came to port last Sunday night the queerest little craft, without an inch of rigging on; I looked and looked – and laughed. It seemed so curious that she should cross the unknown water, and moor herself within my room – my daughter! O my daughter!