The Golden Fleece
The Golden Fleece
by Julian Hawthorne
A Romance
CHAPTER I.
The professor crossed one long, lean leg over the other, and punched down the ashes in his pipe-bowl with the square tip of his middle finger. The thermometer on the shady veranda marked eighty-seven degrees of heat, and nature wooed the soul to languor and revery; but nothing could abate the energy of this bony sage.
"They talk about their Atlantises,--their submerged continents!" he exclaimed, with a s ...