tailieunhanh - Llana of Gathol

The moons OF Mars looked down upon a giant Martian thoat as it raced silently over the soft mossy ground. Eight powerful legs carried the creature forward in great, leaping strides. The path of the mighty beast was guided telepathically by the two people who sat in a huge saddle that was cinched to the thoat's broad back. It was the custom of Dejah Thoris, Princess of Helium, to ride forth weekly to inspect part of her grandfather's vast farming and industrial kingdom. Her journey to the farm lands wound through the lonely Helium Forest where grow the huge trees that furnish much of the lumber supply to the civilized nations. | feedboo is Llana of Gathol Burroughs Edgar Rice Published 1941 Categorie s Fiction Science Fiction Source http 1 About Burroughs Edgar Rice Burroughs September 1 1875 - March 19 1950 was an American author best known for his creation of the jungle hero Tarzan although he also produced works in many genres. Source Wikipedia Also available on Feedbooks for Burroughs Tarzan of the Apes 1912 A Princess of Mars 1912 John Carter and the Giant of Mars 1940 The Gods of Mars 1918 A Fighting Man of Mars 1930 The Master Mind of Mars 1927 Swords of Mars 1934 The Warlord of Mars 1918 The Chessmen of Mars 1922 Thuvia Maid of Mars 1920 Copyright This work is available for countries where copyright is Life 50 Note This book is brought to you by Feedbooks http Strictly for personal use do not use this file for commercial purposes. 2 Foreword Lanikai is a district a beach a Post Office and a grocery store. It lies on the windward shore of the Island of Oahu. It is a long way from Mars. Its waters are blue and beautiful and calm inside its coral reef and the trade wind sighing through the fronds of its coconut palms at night might be the murmuring voices of the ghosts of the kings and chieftains who fished in its still waters long before the sea captains brought strange diseases or the missionaries brought mother-hubbards. Thoughts of the past mere vague imaginings were passing idly through my mind one night that I could not sleep and was sitting on the lanai watching the white maned chargers of the sea racing shoreward beneath the floodlight of the Moon. I saw the giant kings of old Hawaii and their mighty chiefs clothed in feather cape and helmet. Kamehameha came the great conqueror towering above them all. Down from the Nuuanu Pali he came in great strides stepping over cane fields and houses. The hem of his feather cape caught on the spire of a church toppling it to the ground. He stepped on low soft ground and when he lifted his foot the water