Bøger af Edward Dyson

"Hello, Soldier!" by Edward Dyson is a poignant collection of short stories that offers a raw and honest portrayal of the Australian soldier's experience during wartime. Dyson's vivid prose transports readers to the frontlines, where they witness the trials, triumphs, and tragedies faced by soldiers in the heat of battle. Through a series of compelling narratives, Dyson explores themes of camaraderie, courage, and sacrifice, shining a light on the resilience of the human spirit in the face of adversity. From the trenches of World War I to the battlefields of Gallipoli, "Hello, Soldier!" captures the essence of wartime Australia with compassion and authenticity. With its unforgettable characters and powerful storytelling, Dyson's collection serves as a timeless tribute to the bravery and sacrifice of those who served their country during times of war.

"The Gold-Stealers" is an ancient historical fiction story book written by Edward Dyson. This interacting story belongs to the categories of fiction approximately history, journey, and crime. A duo of dedicated gold prospectors, called the "gold-stealers," embark on a dangerous adventure to unearth riches hidden deep in keeping with the floor in Australia's difficult and lawless outback. Led by using an attractive and smart commander, the band of prospectors navigates risky terrain, competes fiercely, and meets an expansion of problems. As they pass deeper into their pursuit for accurate fortune, tensions develop and disputes break out many of the institution's individuals. Betrayal, greed, and dishonesty ought to jeopardize their goals, setting their lives and riches at danger. Edward Dyson brilliantly crafts a narrative this is filled with suspense, movement, and intrigue, keeping visitors on the threshold in their seats till the end. Thru shiny descriptions and well-evolved characters, he brings to lifestyles the harrowing reality of existence inside the goldfields and the volume people could visit to reap their dreams. "The Gold-Stealers" not simplest gives an exciting adventure tale, however it also tackles deeper questions regarding human nature, morality, and the results of unrestrained ambition.

This is a reproduction of a book published before 1923. This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. that were either part of the original artifact, or were introduced by the scanning process. We believe this work is culturally important, and despite the imperfections, have elected to bring it back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. We appreciate your understanding of the imperfections in the preservation process, and hope you enjoy this valuable book. ++++ The below data was compiled from various identification fields in the bibliographic record of this title. This data is provided as an additional tool in helping to ensure edition identification: ++++ Tommy The Hawker And Snifter His Boy Edward Dyson N.S.W. Bookstall Co., 1922

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AUSTRALIA, my native land, A stirring whisper in your ear- 'Tis time for you to understand Your rating now is A1, dear. You've done some rousing things of late. That lift you from the simple state In which you chose to vegetate.

THE night was bright and cool, and the old East Indiaman moved slowly on the heaving bosom of the ocean, under a strong full moon, like a wind-blown ghost to whose wanderings there had been no beginning and could be no end-so small, so helpless she seemed between the two infinities of sea and sky. There was no cloud to break the blue profundity of heaven, no line of horizon, no diversity in the long lazy roll of the green waters to dispel the illusion of an interminable ocean.

THE schoolhouse at Waddy was not in the least like any of the trim State buildings that now decorate every Victorian township and mark every mining or agricultural centre that can scrape together two or three meagre classes; it was the result of a purely local enthusiasm, and was erected by public subscription shortly after Mr. Joel Ham, B.A., arrived in the district and let it be understood that he did not intend to go away again. Having discovered that it was impossible to make anything else of Mr. Joel Ham, Waddy resolved to make a schoolmaster of him.

Edward George Dyson (1865-1931), or ''Ted'' Dyson, was an Australian journalist, poet, playwright and short story writer. He was the elder brother of illustrators Will Dyson (1880-1938) and Ambrose Dyson (1876-1913), with three sisters also of artistic and literary praise. Dyson wrote under several - some say many - nom-de-plumes, including Silas Snell. In his day, the period of Australia''s federation, the poet and writer was ''ranked very closely to Australia''s greatest short-story writer, Henry Lawson''. With Lawson known as the ''swagman poet'', Ogilvie the ''horseman poet'', Dyson was the ''mining poet''. Although known as a freelance writer, he was also considered part of The Bulletin writer group.

Edward George Dyson (1865-1931), or ''Ted'' Dyson, was an Australian journalist, poet, playwright and short story writer. He was the elder brother of illustrators Will Dyson (1880-1938) and Ambrose Dyson (1876-1913), with three sisters also of artistic and literary praise. Dyson wrote under several - some say many - nom-de-plumes, including Silas Snell. In his day, the period of Australia''s federation, the poet and writer was ''ranked very closely to Australia''s greatest short-story writer, Henry Lawson''. With Lawson known as the ''swagman poet'', Ogilvie the ''horseman poet'', Dyson was the ''mining poet''. Although known as a freelance writer, he was also considered part of The Bulletin writer group.

This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions that are true to the original work.