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Softcover. Condition: Good. Product Description EYE TO EYE WITH DEATH:THE WOLF PROJECTHordes of bloodthirsty wolves are slaughtering the arctic caribou, and the government's Wildlife Service assigns naturalist Farley Mowat to investigate.Mowat is dropped alone onto the frozen tundra, where he begins his mission to live among the howling wolf packs and study their ways.Contact with his quarry comes quickly, and Mowat discovers not a den of marauding killers but a courageous family of skillful providers and devoted protectors of their young.As Mowat comes closer to the wolf world, he comes to fear with them the onslaught of bounty hunters and government exterminators out to erase the noble wolf community from the Arctic.Never Cry Wolf is one of the brilliant narratives on the myth and magic of wild wolves and man's true place among the creatures of nature."We have doomed the wolf not for what it is, but for what we deliberately and mistakenly perceive it to be - the mythologized epitome of a savage, ruthless killer - which is, in reality, no more than the reflected image of ourself." - From the new Preface About the Author Farley Mowat was born in Belleville, Ontario, in 1921, and grew up in Belleville, Trenton, Windsor, Saskatoon, Toronto, and Richmond Hill. He served in World War II from 1940 until 1945, entering the army as a private and emerging with the rank of captain. He began writing for his living in 1949 after spending two years in the Arctic. Since 1949 he has lived in or visited almost every part of Canada and many other lands, including the distant regions of Siberia. He remains an inveterate traveller with a passion for remote places and peoples. He has twenty-five books to his name, which have been published in translations in over twenty languages in more than sixty countries. They include such internationally known works as People of the Deer, The Dog Who Wouldnt Be, Never Cry Wolf, Westviking, The Boat That Wouldnt Float, Sibir, A Whale for the Killing, The Snow Walker, And No Birds Sang, and Virunga: The Passion of Dian Fossey. His short stories and articles have appeared in The Saturday Evening Post, Macleans, Atlantic Monthly and other magazines. Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Chapter 1The Lupine ProjectIt is a long way in time and space from the bathroom of my Grandmother Mowats house in Oakville, Ontario, to the bottom of a wolf den in the Barren Lands of central Keewatin, and I have no intention of retracing the entire road which lies between. Nevertheless, there must be a beginning to any tale; and the story of my sojourn amongst the wolves begins properly in Grannys bathroom.When I was five years old I had still not given any indication - as most gifted children do well before that age - of where my future lay. Perhaps because they were disappointed by my failure to declare myself, my parents took me to Oakville and abandoned me to the care of my grandparents while they went off on a holiday.The Oakville house - Greenhedges it was called - was a singularly genteel establishment, and I did not feel at home there. My cousin, who was resident in Greenhedges and was some years older than myself, had already found his métier, which lay in the military field, and had amassed a formidable army of lead soldiers with which he was single-mindedly preparing himself to become a second Wellington. My loutish inability to play Napoleon exasperated him so much that he refused to have anything to do with me except under the most formal circumstances.Grandmother, an aristocratic lady of Welsh descent who had never forgiven her husband for having been a retail hardware merchant, tolerated me but terrified me too. She terrified most people, including Grandfather, who had long since sought surcease in assumed deafness. He used to while away the days as calm and unruffled as Buddha, ensconced in a great leather chair and apparently oblivious to the storms which swirled through the corrido.

Softcover. Condition: Good. A collection that provides a compelling and insightful look into the world of ICU nurses.This is a compelling collection of stories by twenty-five nurses working in the ICU, a fast-paced, highly technological environment where patients lives are at stake. From cardiac, medical, surgical, and trauma units, these nurses share their experiences of caring for critically ill patients after major surgery, illnesses, accidents, traumas, and even multiple-organ failure. These skilled professionals impart their knowledge and insights, along with accounts of the many challenges, stresses, joys, and dilemmas they face in the ICU. The intense emotional and psychological issues that patients, families - and the nurses, themselves - undergo are also explored. This fascinating collection allows us to peer over the shoulders of nurses while they provide life-saving care to patients.

Softcover. Condition: Good. Product Description A master of the travel narrative gives us three intertwined novellas of Westerners transformed by their sojourns in India.This startling and satisfying book captures the tumult, ambition, hardship, and serenity that mark todays India. Paul Therouxs characters risk venturing far beyond the subcontinents well-worn paths to discover woe or truth or peace. A middle-aged couple on vacation veers heedlessly from idyll to chaos. A buttoned-up Boston lawyer finds succour in Mumbais reeking slums. And a young woman befriends an elephant in Bangalore. In these pages, we also meet Indian characters as singular as they are indicative of the countrys subtle ironies: an executive who yearns to become a holy beggar, an earnest young striver whose personality is rewired by acquiring an American accent, a miracle-working guru, and more. As ever, Therouxs portraits of people and places explode stereotypes to exhilarating effect. The Elephanta Suite urges us toward a fresh, compelling, and often inspiring notion of what India is, and what it can do to those who try to lose - or find - themselves there.From the Hardcover edition. Review Theroux has long been the most exciting contemporary practitioner of a literary tradition honed to elegantly crafted terseness by Somerset Maugham and Graham Greene. Always a terrific teller of tales and conjurer of exotic locales, he writes lean prose that lopes along at a compelling pace. - Sunday Times (U.K.)A masterful and mesmerizing storyteller. - BooklistThere is very little that Paul Theroux cannot fit on to a page. . . . His writing skills are disciplined and muscular, his ear as finely tuned as a musicians, his eye sharper than any razor. . . . - Daily Mail From the Hardcover edition. About the Author Paul Theroux, an internationally acclaimed travel writer, is also the author of over two dozen novels and works of non-fiction. He divides his time between Cape Cod and the Hawaiian Islands.From the Hardcover edition. Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. From Monkey Hill in Elephanta Suite by Paul TherouxThey were round-shouldered and droopy-headed like mourners, the shadowy child-sized creatures, squatting by the side of the sloping road. All facing the same way, too, as though silently venerating the muted dirty sunset beyond the holy city. Motionless at the edge of the ravine, they were miles from the city and the wide flat river that snaked into the glow, the sun going gray, smoldering in a towering heap of dust like a cloudbank. The lamps below had already come on, and in the darkness the far-off city lay like a velvety textile humped in places and picked out in squirts of gold. What were they looking at? The light dimmed, went colder, and the creatures stirred.Theyre almost human, Audie Blunden said, and looked closer and saw their matted fur.With a bark like a bad cough, the biggest monkey raised his curled tail, lowered his arms, and thrust forward on his knuckles. The others, skittering on smaller limbs, followed him, their tails nodding; and the distinct symmetry of the roadside disappeared under the tumbling bodies as the great troop of straggling monkeys moved along the road and up the embankment toward the stringy trees at the edge of the forest.They scare me, Beth Blunden said, and though the nearest monkey was more than fifteen feet away she could feel the prickle of its grubby fur creeping across the bare skin of her arm.She remembered sharply the roaring baboon in Kenya which had appeared near her cot under the thorn trees like a demon, its doggy teeth crowding its wide-open mouth. The thing had attacked the guides dog, a gentle Lab, bitten its haunch, laying it open to the bone, before being clubbed away by the maddened African. That was another of their trips.I hate apes, Beth said.Theyre monkeys.Same thing.No. Apes are more like us, Audie said, and in the darkness he covertly picked h.

Softcover. Condition: New. A collection that provides a compelling and insightful look into the world of ICU nurses.This is a compelling collection of stories by twenty-five nurses working in the ICU, a fast-paced, highly technological environment where patients lives are at stake. From cardiac, medical, surgical, and trauma units, these nurses share their experiences of caring for critically ill patients after major surgery, illnesses, accidents, traumas, and even multiple-organ failure. These skilled professionals impart their knowledge and insights, along with accounts of the many challenges, stresses, joys, and dilemmas they face in the ICU. The intense emotional and psychological issues that patients, families - and the nurses, themselves - undergo are also explored. This fascinating collection allows us to peer over the shoulders of nurses while they provide life-saving care to patients.

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Softcover. Condition: New. Product Description A master of the travel narrative gives us three intertwined novellas of Westerners transformed by their sojourns in India.This startling and satisfying book captures the tumult, ambition, hardship, and serenity that mark todays India. Paul Therouxs characters risk venturing far beyond the subcontinents well-worn paths to discover woe or truth or peace. A middle-aged couple on vacation veers heedlessly from idyll to chaos. A buttoned-up Boston lawyer finds succour in Mumbais reeking slums. And a young woman befriends an elephant in Bangalore. In these pages, we also meet Indian characters as singular as they are indicative of the countrys subtle ironies: an executive who yearns to become a holy beggar, an earnest young striver whose personality is rewired by acquiring an American accent, a miracle-working guru, and more. As ever, Therouxs portraits of people and places explode stereotypes to exhilarating effect. The Elephanta Suite urges us toward a fresh, compelling, and often inspiring notion of what India is, and what it can do to those who try to lose - or find - themselves there.From the Hardcover edition. Review Theroux has long been the most exciting contemporary practitioner of a literary tradition honed to elegantly crafted terseness by Somerset Maugham and Graham Greene. Always a terrific teller of tales and conjurer of exotic locales, he writes lean prose that lopes along at a compelling pace. - Sunday Times (U.K.)A masterful and mesmerizing storyteller. - BooklistThere is very little that Paul Theroux cannot fit on to a page. . . . His writing skills are disciplined and muscular, his ear as finely tuned as a musicians, his eye sharper than any razor. . . . - Daily Mail From the Hardcover edition. About the Author Paul Theroux, an internationally acclaimed travel writer, is also the author of over two dozen novels and works of non-fiction. He divides his time between Cape Cod and the Hawaiian Islands.From the Hardcover edition. Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. From Monkey Hill in Elephanta Suite by Paul TherouxThey were round-shouldered and droopy-headed like mourners, the shadowy child-sized creatures, squatting by the side of the sloping road. All facing the same way, too, as though silently venerating the muted dirty sunset beyond the holy city. Motionless at the edge of the ravine, they were miles from the city and the wide flat river that snaked into the glow, the sun going gray, smoldering in a towering heap of dust like a cloudbank. The lamps below had already come on, and in the darkness the far-off city lay like a velvety textile humped in places and picked out in squirts of gold. What were they looking at? The light dimmed, went colder, and the creatures stirred.Theyre almost human, Audie Blunden said, and looked closer and saw their matted fur.With a bark like a bad cough, the biggest monkey raised his curled tail, lowered his arms, and thrust forward on his knuckles. The others, skittering on smaller limbs, followed him, their tails nodding; and the distinct symmetry of the roadside disappeared under the tumbling bodies as the great troop of straggling monkeys moved along the road and up the embankment toward the stringy trees at the edge of the forest.They scare me, Beth Blunden said, and though the nearest monkey was more than fifteen feet away she could feel the prickle of its grubby fur creeping across the bare skin of her arm.She remembered sharply the roaring baboon in Kenya which had appeared near her cot under the thorn trees like a demon, its doggy teeth crowding its wide-open mouth. The thing had attacked the guides dog, a gentle Lab, bitten its haunch, laying it open to the bone, before being clubbed away by the maddened African. That was another of their trips.I hate apes, Beth said.Theyre monkeys.Same thing.No. Apes are more like us, Audie said, and in the darkness he covertly picked h.

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