Excerpt from The Gods Give My Donkey Wings Evening was upon the land when I made out the collection of thatched cottages for which I had been in search this many a day. Early in the foreon I had stopped to allow my weary ass to drink from the brim of a pool at the foot of a fall, and myself to bathe feet in the cool waters. It proved a harsh climb before we reached the plateau across which the river wound its course, but the top once gained I knew myself to be on the verge of a discovery. Ahead a great mountain pierced the clouds, its mutch of sw drawn tightly around its head and tied under its chin by two ribbon-like glaciers, which, as I guessed, fed the bustling little river along whose bank I w led my patient donkey. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art techlogy to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.