By Herman Melville
Herman Melville was once a well known writer in the course of the historical American Renaissance interval. Melville used to be a prolific author who produced classics in lots of assorted genres together with Moby Dick, Typee, and Benito Cereno. The Confidence-Man: His Masquerade is a unique that facilities round a bunch of steamboat passengers who're touring down the Mississippi River to New Orleans. The ebook is usually impressive for being set on April Fool's Day.
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