Parks & Recreation

  • Wolf Creek
    Medina, OH
  • Firestone Metro Parks
    Akron, OH
  • West Branch State Park
    Ravenna, OH
  • Old Woman Creek State Nature Preserve
    Berlin Township , OH
  • Geneva State Park
    Geneva, OH
  • Munroe Falls Bath House
    Munroe Falls, OH
  • Wingfoot Lake Pavilions
    Akron, OH
  • Woodhaven Sports Dome
  • Shady Hollow Country Club
    Massillon, OH

New City Schools

  • Windermere Community Learning Center
    Akron, OH
  • Robinson Community Learning Center
    Akron, OH
  • Rimer Community Learning Center
    Akron, OH
  • Findley Community Learning Center
    Akron, OH
  • Portage Path Community Learning Center
    Akron, OH
  • New Middle Schools
    Portage County, OH

Colleges and University Schools

  • Vontz Center for Molecular Studies
    Cincinnati, OH
  • Bowling Green State University
    Bowling Green, OH
  • University of Akron
    Olson Research
    Akron, OH
  • Kent State University
    Michael Schwartz Center
    Kent, OH
  • Kent State University
    Lee Brick Hall
    Kent, OH
  • Ohio State University
    New Student Center Arches
    Columbus, OH
  • Grace Cathedral Dorms
    Akron, OH
  • Walsh University
    Betzler Science Center
    North Canton, OH
  • Hiram College Terrier Towers
    Hiram, OH
  • Malone Centennial Center
    Canton, OH
  • Stark State College of Technology
    Canton, OH
  • NEOUCOM Conference Center
    Portage County, OH
  • University of Akron
    Leigh Hall
    Akron, OH
  • University of Akron
    Chemistry/Health Sciences Building
    Akron, OH

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“That’s impossible. The creek is swelled by the rains. It is a rapid, and we shall have to make a circuit of ten miles to the north to find a ford.”

The colonel launched a volley of oaths, denouncing the railway company and the conductor; and Passepartout, who was furious, was not disinclined to make common cause with him. Here was an obstacle, indeed, which all his master’s banknotes could not remove.

There was a general disappointment among the passengers, who, without reckoning the delay, saw themselves compelled to trudge fifteen miles over a plain covered with snow. They grumbled and protested, and would certainly have thus attracted Phileas Fogg’s attention if he had not been completely absorbed in his game.

Passepartout found that he could not avoid telling his master what had occurred, and, with hanging head, he was turning towards the car, when the engineer, a true Yankee, named Forster called out, “Gentlemen, perhaps there is a way, after all, to get over.”

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They began walking through the country of the china people, and the first thing they came to was a china milkmaid milking a china cow. As they drew near, the cow suddenly gave a kick and kicked over the stool, the pail, and even the milkmaid herself, and all fell on the china ground with a great clatter.

Dorothy was shocked to see that the cow had broken her leg off, and that the pail was lying in several small pieces, while the poor milkmaid had a nick in her left elbow.

“There!” cried the milkmaid angrily. “See what you have done! My cow has broken her leg, and I must take her to the mender’s shop and have it glued on again. What do you mean by coming here and frightening my cow?”

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‘I said pig,’ replied Alice; ‘and I wish you wouldn’t keep appearing and vanishing so suddenly: you make one quite giddy.’

‘All right,’ said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.

‘Well! I’ve often seen a cat without a grin,’ thought Alice; ‘but a grin without a cat! It’s the most curious thing I ever saw in my life!’

She had not gone much farther before she came in sight of the house of the March Hare: she thought it must be the right house, because the chimneys were shaped like ears and the roof was thatched with fur. It was so large a house, that she did not like to go nearer till she had nibbled some more of the lefthand bit of mushroom, and raised herself to about two feet high: even then she walked up towards it rather timidly, saying to herself ‘Suppose it should be raving mad after all! I almost wish I’d gone to see the Hatter instead!’

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“And what, think you, may have been the fate of the princess, Dejah Thoris?” I asked as casually as possible. “She is dead,” he answered.  “This much was learned from a green warrior recently captured by our forces in the south.  She escaped from the hordes of Thark with a strange creature of another world, only to fall into the hands of the Warhoons.  Their thoats were found wandering upon the sea bottom and evidences of a bloody conflict were discovered nearby.” While this information was in no way reassuring, neither was it at all conclusive proof of the death of Dejah Thoris, and so I determined to make every effort possible to reach Helium as quickly as I could and carry to Tardos Mors such news of his granddaughter’s possible whereabouts as lay in my power.

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“What is education?” Edwin asked. “Calling red scarlet,” Hare-Lip sneered, then returned to the attack on  Granser. “My dad told me, an’ he got it from his dad afore he croaked,  that your wife was a Santa Rosan, an’ that she was sure no account. He  said she was a hash-slinger before the Red Death, though I don’t know  what a hash-slinger is. You can tell me, Edwin.” But Edwin shook his head in token of ignorance. “It is true, she was a waitress,” Granser acknowledged. “But she was a  good woman, and your mother was her daughter. Women were very scarce in  the days after the Plague. She was the only wife I could find, even if  she was a hash-slinger, as your father calls it. But it is not nice to