Author: Robert Michael BallantynePublisher:
ISBN:
Category : Bounty Mutiny, 1789
Languages : en
Pages : 464
Book Description
The Lonely Island, Or, The Refuge of the Mutineers
Author: Robert Michael BallantynePublisher:
ISBN:
Category : Bounty Mutiny, 1789
Languages : en
Pages : 464
Book Description
The Lonely Island: The Refuge of the Mutineers
Author: Robert Michael BallantynePublisher: Litres
ISBN: 5041628963
Category : Juvenile Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 386
Book Description
The Lonely Island
Author: Ballantyne R M (Robert Michael)Publisher: Hardpress Publishing
ISBN: 9781318867455
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 404
Book Description
Unlike some other reproductions of classic texts (1) We have not used OCR(Optical Character Recognition), as this leads to bad quality books with introduced typos. (2) In books where there are images such as portraits, maps, sketches etc We have endeavoured to keep the quality of these images, so they represent accurately the original artefact. Although occasionally there may be certain imperfections with these old texts, we feel they deserve to be made available for future generations to enjoy.
The Lonely Island Or the Refuge of the Mutineers
Author: R. M. BallantynePublisher: IndyPublish.com
ISBN: 9781435367678
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 260
Book Description
The Lonely Island, Or, The Refuge of the Mutineers
Author: Robert Michael BallantynePublisher:
ISBN:
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 413
Book Description
The Lonely Island
Author: R. M. BallantynePublisher: CreateSpace
ISBN: 9781499693515
Category : Literary Collections
Languages : en
Pages : 134
Book Description
On a profoundly calm and most beautiful evening towards the end of the last century, a ship lay becalmed on the fair bosom of the Pacific Ocean.Although there was nothing piratical in the aspect of the ship—if we except her guns—a few of the men who formed her crew might have been easily mistaken for roving buccaneers. There was a certain swagger in the gait of some, and a sulky defiance on the brow of others, which told powerfully of discontent from some cause or other, and suggested the idea that the peaceful aspect of the sleeping sea was by no means reflected in the breasts of the men. They were all British seamen, but displayed at that time none of the well-known hearty off-hand rollicking characteristics of the Jack-tar.It is natural for man to rejoice in sunshine. His sympathy with cats in this respect is profound and universal. Not less deep and wide is his discord with the moles and bats. Nevertheless, there was scarcely a man on board of that ship on the evening in question who vouchsafed even a passing glance at a sunset which was marked by unwonted splendour. The vessel slowly rose and sank on a scarce perceptible ocean-swell in the centre of a great circular field of liquid glass, on whose undulations the sun gleamed in dazzling flashes, and in whose depths were reflected the fantastic forms, snowy lights, and pearly shadows of cloudland. In ordinary circumstances such an evening might have raised the thoughts of ordinary men to their Creator, but the circumstances of the men on board of that vessel were not ordinary—very much the reverse
The Lonely Island the Refuge of the Mutineers
Author: R. M. BallantynePublisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
ISBN: 9781548218942
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 560
Book Description
The Refuge of the Mutineers. The Mutiny. On a profoundly calm and most beautiful evening towards the end of the last century, a ship lay becalmed on the fair bosom of the Pacific Ocean. Although there was nothing piratical in the aspect of the ship-if we except her guns-a few of the men who formed her crew might have been easily mistaken for roving buccaneers. There was a certain swagger in the gait of some, and a sulky defiance on the brow of others, which told powerfully of discontent from some cause or other, and suggested the idea that the peaceful aspect of the sleeping sea was by no means reflected in the breasts of the men. They were all British seamen, but displayed at that time none of the well-known hearty off-hand rollicking characteristics of the Jack-tar. It is natural for man to rejoice in sunshine. His sympathy with cats in this respect is profound and universal. Not less deep and wide is his discord with the moles and bats. Nevertheless, there was scarcely a man on board of that ship on the evening in question who vouchsafed even a passing glance at a sunset which was marked by unwonted splendour. The vessel slowly rose and sank on a scarce perceptible ocean-swell in the centre of a great circular field of liquid glass, on whose undulations the sun gleamed in dazzling flashes, and in whose depths were reflected the fantastic forms, snowy lights, and pearly shadows of cloudland. In ordinary circumstances such an evening might have raised the thoughts of ordinary men to their Creator, but the circumstances of the men on board of that vessel were not ordinary-very much the reverse. "No, Bill McCoy," muttered one of the sailors, who sat on the breach of a gun near the forecastle, "I've bin flogged twice for merely growlin', which is an Englishman's birthright, an' I won't stand it no longer. A pretty pass things has come to when a man mayn't growl without tastin' the cat; but if Captain Bligh won't let me growl, I'll treat him to a roar that'll make him cock his ears an' wink six times without speakin'." The sailor who said this, Matthew Quintal by name, was a short, thick-set young man of twenty-one or thereabouts, with a forbidding aspect and a savage expression of face, which was intensified at the moment by thoughts of recent wrongs. Bill McCoy, to whom he said it, was much the same in size and appearance, but a few years older, and with a cynical expression of countenance. "Whether you growl or roar, Matt," said McCoy, with a low-toned laugh, "I'd advise you to do it in the minor key, else the Captain will give you another taste of the cat. He's awful savage just now. You should have heard him abusin' the officers this afternoon about his cocoa-nuts." "So I should," returned Quintal. "As ill luck would have it, I was below at the time. They say he was pretty hard on Mr Christian." "Hard on him! I should think he was," rejoined McCoy. "Why, if Mr Christian had been one of the worst men in the ship instead of the best officer, the Cap'n could not have abused him worse....
The Pretender of Pitcairn Island
Author: Tillman W. NechtmanPublisher: Cambridge University Press
ISBN: 1108424686
Category : History
Languages : en
Pages : 365
Book Description
A study of one imposter and his influential vision for British control over the nineteenth-century Pacific Ocean.
The Christmas Bookseller
Author: The Bookseller
Author: Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : Bibliography
Languages : en
Pages : 1566
Book Description
Official organ of the book trade of the United Kingdom.