-
W empik go
Jaragu of the Jungle - ebook
Wydawnictwo:
Data wydania:
1 lipca 2022
Format ebooka:
EPUB
Format
EPUB
czytaj
na czytniku
czytaj
na tablecie
czytaj
na smartfonie
Jeden z najpopularniejszych formatów e-booków na świecie.
Niezwykle wygodny i przyjazny czytelnikom - w przeciwieństwie do formatu
PDF umożliwia skalowanie czcionki, dzięki czemu możliwe jest dopasowanie
jej wielkości do kroju i rozmiarów ekranu. Więcej informacji znajdziesz
w dziale Pomoc.
Multiformat
E-booki w Virtualo.pl dostępne są w opcji multiformatu.
Oznacza to, że po dokonaniu zakupu, e-book pojawi się na Twoim koncie we wszystkich formatach dostępnych aktualnie dla danego tytułu.
Informacja o dostępności poszczególnych formatów znajduje się na karcie produktu.
Format
MOBI
czytaj
na czytniku
czytaj
na tablecie
czytaj
na smartfonie
Jeden z najczęściej wybieranych formatów wśród czytelników
e-booków. Możesz go odczytać na czytniku Kindle oraz na smartfonach i
tabletach po zainstalowaniu specjalnej aplikacji. Więcej informacji
znajdziesz w dziale Pomoc.
Multiformat
E-booki w Virtualo.pl dostępne są w opcji multiformatu.
Oznacza to, że po dokonaniu zakupu, e-book pojawi się na Twoim koncie we wszystkich formatach dostępnych aktualnie dla danego tytułu.
Informacja o dostępności poszczególnych formatów znajduje się na karcie produktu.
Multiformat
E-booki sprzedawane w księgarni Virtualo.pl dostępne są w opcji
multiformatu - kupujesz treść, nie format. Po dodaniu e-booka do koszyka
i dokonaniu płatności, e-book pojawi się na Twoim koncie w Mojej
Bibliotece we wszystkich formatach dostępnych aktualnie dla danego
tytułu. Informacja o dostępności poszczególnych formatów znajduje się na
karcie produktu przy okładce. Uwaga: audiobooki nie są objęte opcją
multiformatu.
czytaj
na tablecie
Aby odczytywać e-booki na swoim tablecie musisz zainstalować specjalną
aplikację. W zależności od formatu e-booka oraz systemu operacyjnego,
który jest zainstalowany na Twoim urządzeniu może to być np. Bluefire
dla EPUBa lub aplikacja Kindle dla formatu MOBI.
Informacje na temat zabezpieczenia e-booka znajdziesz na karcie produktu
w "Szczegółach na temat e-booka". Więcej informacji znajdziesz w dziale
Pomoc.
czytaj
na czytniku
Czytanie na e-czytniku z ekranem e-ink jest bardzo wygodne i nie męczy
wzroku. Pliki przystosowane do odczytywania na czytnikach to przede
wszystkim EPUB (ten format możesz odczytać m.in. na czytnikach
PocketBook) i MOBI (ten fromat możesz odczytać m.in. na czytnikach Kindle).
Informacje na temat zabezpieczenia e-booka znajdziesz na karcie produktu
w "Szczegółach na temat e-booka". Więcej informacji znajdziesz w dziale
Pomoc.
czytaj
na smartfonie
Aby odczytywać e-booki na swoim smartfonie musisz zainstalować specjalną
aplikację. W zależności od formatu e-booka oraz systemu operacyjnego,
który jest zainstalowany na Twoim urządzeniu może to być np. iBooks dla
EPUBa lub aplikacja Kindle dla formatu MOBI.
Informacje na temat zabezpieczenia e-booka znajdziesz na karcie produktu
w "Szczegółach na temat e-booka". Więcej informacji znajdziesz w dziale
Pomoc.
Czytaj fragment
Pobierz fragment
Pobierz fragment w jednym z dostępnych formatów
LUB
24,99 zł za tytuł
Tytuł dostępny w abonamencie Empik Go już od 24,99 zł / 30 dni
Sprawdź
Słuchaj i czytaj w abonamencie Go Standard już za 24,99 zł / 30 dni. Subskrypcja Go Standard daje możliwość dodania do biblioteki 3 dowolne tytuły w danym okresie rozliczeniowym (30 dni). Wybierasz z ponad 200 tys. audiobooków, ebooków i podcastów.
Jaragu of the Jungle - ebook
Jaragu, a boy from the jungle, was surprised in his life when a giant bird, making a loud buzzing sound, descended on a beach in Central America and froze as if it had been killed, but something similar to a person crawled out of it..
| Kategoria: | Literature |
| Język: | Angielski |
| Zabezpieczenie: |
Watermark
|
| ISBN: | 978-83-8292-213-4 |
| Rozmiar pliku: | 2,9 MB |
FRAGMENT KSIĄŻKI
Contents
Chapter 1. Trouble Aloft
Chapter 2. Jaragu
Chapter 3. A Miraculous Escape
Chapter 4. The San Blas Chieftain
Chapter 5. In Hostile Country
Chapter 6. The Poison Cup
Chapter 7. The Buried Box
Chapter 8. A Strange Story
Chapter 9. In Darkness
Chapter 10. The Village of the Dead
Chapter 11. The Bushmaster
Chapter 12. Pursuit
Chapter 13. The El Chico
Chapter 14. Death on the Ledge
Chapter 15. Yellow Riches
Chapter 16. The Attack
Chapter 17. The Siege
Chapter 18. The Way Out
Chapter 19. New Enemies
Chapter 20. Down the RiverChapter 1. Trouble Aloft
Flying blind through the blackness of a wall of tropical rain, the man at the plane’s controls looked grim.
“Now we’re in for it!” he muttered, his tone inaudible above the roar of the storm.
A blinding flash of lightning stabbed the darkness and revealed “Sunshine” Jones, his negro boy companion, looking back at him from the forward cockpit.
“Wh-wh-where is we at?” the colored boy hollered, his eyes as round as saucers.
“Over the San Blas coast,” the pilot answered, grinning behind his rain-drenched goggles.
Sunshine had been brought along as a guide, and now he was asking where he was!
The altimeter showed a thousand feet. The compass indicated a course “east by southeast.” They had been flying two hours since leaving the Colon airport at the Atlantic end of the Panama Canal. According to the pilot’s best reckoning, allowing for a sixty-mile headwind and drift, they ought to be somewhere over that wild and unexplored region along the Caribbean shore of Central America, but just exactly where?
Stories of fabulously rich gold mines had trickled out of this isolated section of the tropics. Captain William Adams was interested in mines–interested enough to go flying in search of one–but this storm was making mine-hunting both difficult and dangerous. Ex-army pilot and mining engineer with a yearning for adventure, Captain Adams had been in many a tight place, but now he felt, quite abruptly, that there would some day be one he could not get out of with a whole skin.
Suddenly and without warning the single motor cut out. Captain Adams had had his dire hunch confirmed.
The pilot instantly set the low-winged plane into a long glide while he struggled to get the motor going again.
A few seconds showed him that it was hopeless.
“Heads up, Sunshine,” he called with contrary cheerfulness. “We’re going down to earth–and we’ll probably land smack on a crocodile!”
As they rushed downward, Captain Adams looked over the side. He had a fleeting glimpse of a wind-swept beach with long combers rolling in from the ocean, and on the beach the lithe brown figure of a young savage with his face upturned at the unfamiliar sight of an airplane swooping low.
Then came the crash.
A sound as of a single clap of thunder echoed through the rain. The airplane quivered like a great bird which had been struck a mortal blow, and then was still.
If anyone had thought that a gigantic denizen of the air had fallen there, he would have been sure that all life had left the huge body.Chapter 2. Jaragu
The surf was pounding and roaring across the outer reef as Jaragu swung his cayuca, or fishing boat, toward a break in the coral barrier. The cayuca had been hollowed out of a solid piece of mahogany, as were most of the boats used by the San Blas Indians of the region.
The boy wore only a loin cloth. His finely muscled body was the color of bronze. Watching his chance, he drove in on the crest of a wave. A moment later he was moving swiftly toward the second or inner reef.
The water was choppy now, but the swell and roll of the open sea was broken by the outer reef that shelters Puyadas Cay from the storm-swept Caribbean seas. The wind was still howling from offshore. Blinding rain descended with tropical suddenness and with it came the crashing of thunder and forked lightning.
Guided only by sound and a sure sense of direction, the boy steered the light cayuca through a narrow break in the inner reef. From there to shore it was easy going, and he settled back and let the wind carry him along.
In the bow of the boat there was a large tarpon with a hole in its head where the boy’s spear had found its mark. Jaragu looked at the large fish and smiled proudly. He had been far down the coast. His luck had been good. Now he was almost home.
Just as the brown lad sat thinking about these things, his keen ears caught a strange noise. It came from above and sounded like the drone of many, many giant bees.
This is a free sample. Please purchase full version of the book to continue.
Chapter 1. Trouble Aloft
Chapter 2. Jaragu
Chapter 3. A Miraculous Escape
Chapter 4. The San Blas Chieftain
Chapter 5. In Hostile Country
Chapter 6. The Poison Cup
Chapter 7. The Buried Box
Chapter 8. A Strange Story
Chapter 9. In Darkness
Chapter 10. The Village of the Dead
Chapter 11. The Bushmaster
Chapter 12. Pursuit
Chapter 13. The El Chico
Chapter 14. Death on the Ledge
Chapter 15. Yellow Riches
Chapter 16. The Attack
Chapter 17. The Siege
Chapter 18. The Way Out
Chapter 19. New Enemies
Chapter 20. Down the RiverChapter 1. Trouble Aloft
Flying blind through the blackness of a wall of tropical rain, the man at the plane’s controls looked grim.
“Now we’re in for it!” he muttered, his tone inaudible above the roar of the storm.
A blinding flash of lightning stabbed the darkness and revealed “Sunshine” Jones, his negro boy companion, looking back at him from the forward cockpit.
“Wh-wh-where is we at?” the colored boy hollered, his eyes as round as saucers.
“Over the San Blas coast,” the pilot answered, grinning behind his rain-drenched goggles.
Sunshine had been brought along as a guide, and now he was asking where he was!
The altimeter showed a thousand feet. The compass indicated a course “east by southeast.” They had been flying two hours since leaving the Colon airport at the Atlantic end of the Panama Canal. According to the pilot’s best reckoning, allowing for a sixty-mile headwind and drift, they ought to be somewhere over that wild and unexplored region along the Caribbean shore of Central America, but just exactly where?
Stories of fabulously rich gold mines had trickled out of this isolated section of the tropics. Captain William Adams was interested in mines–interested enough to go flying in search of one–but this storm was making mine-hunting both difficult and dangerous. Ex-army pilot and mining engineer with a yearning for adventure, Captain Adams had been in many a tight place, but now he felt, quite abruptly, that there would some day be one he could not get out of with a whole skin.
Suddenly and without warning the single motor cut out. Captain Adams had had his dire hunch confirmed.
The pilot instantly set the low-winged plane into a long glide while he struggled to get the motor going again.
A few seconds showed him that it was hopeless.
“Heads up, Sunshine,” he called with contrary cheerfulness. “We’re going down to earth–and we’ll probably land smack on a crocodile!”
As they rushed downward, Captain Adams looked over the side. He had a fleeting glimpse of a wind-swept beach with long combers rolling in from the ocean, and on the beach the lithe brown figure of a young savage with his face upturned at the unfamiliar sight of an airplane swooping low.
Then came the crash.
A sound as of a single clap of thunder echoed through the rain. The airplane quivered like a great bird which had been struck a mortal blow, and then was still.
If anyone had thought that a gigantic denizen of the air had fallen there, he would have been sure that all life had left the huge body.Chapter 2. Jaragu
The surf was pounding and roaring across the outer reef as Jaragu swung his cayuca, or fishing boat, toward a break in the coral barrier. The cayuca had been hollowed out of a solid piece of mahogany, as were most of the boats used by the San Blas Indians of the region.
The boy wore only a loin cloth. His finely muscled body was the color of bronze. Watching his chance, he drove in on the crest of a wave. A moment later he was moving swiftly toward the second or inner reef.
The water was choppy now, but the swell and roll of the open sea was broken by the outer reef that shelters Puyadas Cay from the storm-swept Caribbean seas. The wind was still howling from offshore. Blinding rain descended with tropical suddenness and with it came the crashing of thunder and forked lightning.
Guided only by sound and a sure sense of direction, the boy steered the light cayuca through a narrow break in the inner reef. From there to shore it was easy going, and he settled back and let the wind carry him along.
In the bow of the boat there was a large tarpon with a hole in its head where the boy’s spear had found its mark. Jaragu looked at the large fish and smiled proudly. He had been far down the coast. His luck had been good. Now he was almost home.
Just as the brown lad sat thinking about these things, his keen ears caught a strange noise. It came from above and sounded like the drone of many, many giant bees.
This is a free sample. Please purchase full version of the book to continue.
więcej..
