Word: tracklessly
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...Nothing she did could influence or change them. She watched her son growing up, her husband fighting against the earth. More immigrants sail their prairie schooners westward, and Beret prays, "Almighty God, show mercy now to the children of men. Let not these folks be altogether lost in this trackless wilderness." For herself, this is an unanswered prayer. Her children, her husband, make the prairie theirs; but Beret is lost in a trackless wilderness. The Author, for 21 years professor at St. Olaf College, in Minnesota, has written many books. A Norwegian himself, son of a fisherman, he wrote...
...restoration of paintings ruefully agreed that "those birds have flown away for good." Ruefully, because the house where James McGrath lived used to be known as "Minniesland" and the land around it as Audubon Park. In "Minniesland" lived John James Audubon (1780-1851), famed wanderer of the trackless American wilderness, hirsute ornithologist and painter extraordinary of wild life. Beyond a doubt the palimpsest laid bare by Mr. McGrath on his kitchen walls was the work, casual or studied, of John James Audubon, who used the present McGrath part of "Minniesland" as a studio after he came to fame...
Waskey and Reporter Rossman told how their sledging party had mushed upland for days into a trackless country of rivers and snow-buried canons, climbing to the top of the mountain range that slopes off north again to the Polar Sea. Well within the Arctic Circle, they had encountered weather severe enough at times to deaden their radio equipment. The going was heavy. Their orders were to set up a more powerful radio sending set when they topped the divide, flash a signal for Captain Wilkins and his aides to twirl their Fokker propellers in Fairbanks and take...
...Emma reach her in response to her summons: Elliott is days late in returning. Something has surely happened, probably to the boy. Wracked already, she is bitter with hate for Elliott when he does appear, dry-mouthed, caked with dust, to say he has lost Jackie in the trackless, beast-run hunting veld, lost him completely. There is a nightmare of searching. Mary's baby is born, prematurely but alive, in a desert railway shed. The boy is not found. Back on the farm, Mary's hatred for Elliott shades into insane belief in the boy's return, insanity that...
...Weather. Not all of the hazards of the flight are connected with the sea. There are trackless deserts, lofty mountains, intense cold, dangerous storm zones. Seamen and airmen agree that success or failure now hinges as much on the weather as on the planes...