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Edgar Rice Burroughs. A Princess of Mars
A Princess of Mars
Table of Contents
FOREWORD
To the Reader of this Work:
ILLUSTRATIONS
CHAPTER I
ON THE ARIZONA HILLS
CHAPTER II
THE ESCAPE OF THE DEAD
CHAPTER III
MY ADVENT ON MARS
CHAPTER IV
A PRISONER
CHAPTER V
I ELUDE MY WATCH DOG
CHAPTER VI
A FIGHT THAT WON FRIENDS
CHAPTER VII
CHILD-RAISING ON MARS
CHAPTER VIII
A FAIR CAPTIVE FROM THE SKY
CHAPTER IX
I LEARN THE LANGUAGE
CHAPTER X
CHAMPION AND CHIEF
CHAPTER XI
WITH DEJAH THORIS
CHAPTER XII
A PRISONER WITH POWER
CHAPTER XIII
LOVE-MAKING ON MARS
CHAPTER XIV
A DUEL TO THE DEATH
I sought out Dejah Thoris in the throng of departing chariots
CHAPTER XV
SOLA TELLS ME HER STORY
CHAPTER XVI
WE PLAN ESCAPE
She drew upon the marble floor the first map. of Barsoomian territory I had ever seen
CHAPTER XVII
A COSTLY RECAPTURE
CHAPTER XVIII
CHAINED IN WARHOON
CHAPTER XIX
BATTLING IN THE ARENA
CHAPTER XX
IN THE ATMOSPHERE FACTORY
The old man sat and talked with me for hours
CHAPTER XXI
AN AIR SCOUT FOR ZODANGA
CHAPTER XXII
I FIND DEJAH
CHAPTER XXIII
LOST IN THE SKY
CHAPTER XXIV
TARS TARKAS FINDS A FRIEND
CHAPTER XXV
THE LOOTING OF ZODANGA
CHAPTER XXVI
THROUGH CARNAGE TO JOY
CHAPTER XXVII
FROM JOY TO DEATH
CHAPTER XXVIII
AT THE ARIZONA CAVE
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Edgar Rice Burroughs
Published by Good Press, 2019
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As I stood thus meditating, I turned my gaze from the landscape to the heavens where the myriad stars formed a gorgeous and fitting canopy for the wonders of the earthly scene. My attention was quickly riveted by a large red star close to the distant horizon. As I gazed upon it I felt a spell of overpowering fascination—it was Mars, the god of war, and for me, the fighting man, it had always held the power of irresistible enchantment. As I gazed at it on that far-gone night it seemed to call across the unthinkable void, to lure me to it, to draw me as the lodestone attracts a particle of iron.
My longing was beyond the power of opposition; I closed my eyes, stretched out my arms toward the god of my vocation and felt myself drawn with the suddenness of thought through the trackless immensity of space. There was an instant of extreme cold and utter darkness.
