“The trees were tinted exquisitely to an uncertain glory as the great red sinking sun flashed its rays on their crystal mantle. The vale of Aylesbury was drowsing beneath a slowly deepening shroud of mist. Above it the hills, their… — H.R. Wakefield Copy Share Image
“Man is better off without the confusion and fear of psychic experience and his progress will be faster.' If telepathy ever becomes a possibility… — H.R. Wakefield Copy Share Image
“The trees were tinted exquisitely to an uncertain glory as the great red sinking sun flashed its rays on their crystal mantle. The vale… — H.R. Wakefield Copy Share Image
