Excerpts from the Book 'The Gods Of Mars':

... all dead white-pupil, iris, and ball. Its nose was a ragged, inflamed, circular hole in the centre of its blank face a hole that resembled more closely ...
... approaching me rapidly, and still more rapidly came the awful horde at his heels. It seemed the forest now or nothing, and I was just on the point of ...
... has fled? Go back the way thou camest, to the merciful maws of the children of the Tree of Life or the gleaming fangs of the great white apes, for there ...
... Carter, until I heard the report of a revolver shot. I knew that there lived no man upon all Barsoom who could face you with naked steel and live, but ...
... and leading the procession the beautiful girl, Thuvia. I shall not soon forget it. Presently we approached a great chamber more brightly lighted than ...
... against the common enemy, for the banths showed no partiality toward either. The awful beasts bore down a hundred men by the mere weight of their great ...
... and soon we were transported to the latter's deck. Fully a thousand black men manned the great engine of destruction. Her decks were crowded with ...
... is not false- she hesitated. Oh it cannot be true, it cannot be true. For if it were true then for countless ages have my people gone to torture and ignominious ...
... upon the stone bench which constituted the only furniture of any of the prison cells. Evidently he was the only other prisoner. As he slept I leaned over ...
... him unlocking the door into one of the other cells on the further side. Listening intently, I caught the sound as the door closed behind him. Then I sprang ...
... and the distance below is shrouded in darkness there is a feeling akin to panic at the thought of releasing the hold and taking the plunge into unknown ...
... my own choosing in event of failure. Reverse? screamed Xodar, behind me. For the love of your first ancestor, reverse. We are at the shaft. Hold ...
... more beautiful-were that possible. Only, when she thinks I am not about to see her, her face grows very sad, and, oh, so wistful. She thinks ever of ...
... I approached the entrance to the cell, with a well-defined plan already formulated. While I disliked the thought of carrying out the thing that ...
... to fugitives from the Valley Dor. Tars Tarkas grieved for the loss of his daughter. Xodar alone was care-free-a fugitive and outlaw, he could be no worse ...
... court, for Dejah Thoris and I had maintained a household consistent with our royal rank. The board, according to red Martian custom, was triangular, ...
... in feigned surprise, but soon I permitted an expression of dawning comprehension to come into my face, and then, picking them up, I penned a ...
... commands, the ten that were to guard the way to Omean were speeding toward their destination, and the troopships and convoys were closing up in preparation ...
... would rush forward upon their fellows in a mad stampede that would result in trampling down hundreds beneath the flood and eventually clogging the passage ...
... we stood upon their bodies as we fought. As we swung toward the great windows which overlooked the gardens of Issus a sight met my gaze which sent ...