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Anton Otto Fischer
Anton Otto Fischer was a renowned German-American illustrator and marine painter, born in 1882. He is best known for his vivid illustrations of seafaring life, which appeared in magazines such as "The Saturday Evening Post" and in various maritime books. His artwork also accompanied works of literature, including the illustrations for Jack London's "The Sea Wolf" and Herman Melville's "Moby Dick." Fischer was a commissioned artist for the U.S. Coast Guard during World War II, where he depicted heroic rescues at sea.
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The Road Through the San Fernando Valley, toward the hills of Calabasas runs that old road, El Camino Real of the early Mission days. And now replicas of old Mission bells, each suspended in solitary dignity from a rusted iron rod, mark intervals along the dusty way, once a narrow trail worn by the patient feet of that gentle and great padre, JunÃpero Serra,—a trail from the San Gabriel Valley...
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CHAPTER I SUNDOWN IN ANTELOPE Sundown Slim, who had enjoyed the un-upholstered privacy of a box-car on his journey west from Albuquerque, awakened to realize that his conveyance was no longer an integral part of the local freight which had stopped at the town of Antelope, and which was now rumbling and grumbling across the Arizona mesas. He was mildly irritated by a management that gave its passengers...
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CHAPTER I Dressed in a plain white shirt waist and an equally plain black cloth skirt, Miss Hazel Weir, on week days, was merely a unit in the office force of Harrington & Bush, implement manufacturers. Neither in personality nor in garb would a casual glance have differentiated her from the other female units, occupied at various desks. A close observer might have noticed that she was a bit...
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