Excerpt from The Ivory Disc Bruce Oliver had the power of detachment, the ability to let his brain lie fallow for a while and absorb uncon sci ously the sights and sounds about him. He had begun with an efiort, now he was a part of the morning, of the beauty and perfume of it, at one with the very pulse of existence, feeling the life in everything, even in the loose stones which his feet trod into the yielding, almost throb bing turf. The heart of a child was in him; he was in touch with that spiritual reality which lies even within things material. The spirit of adventure was his, the hazy, golden distance might hold romance. He was bathed in new vitality, just a healthy animal in touch with Mother Nature, the primitive in him at the surface. 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 technology 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.