Bøger af George Manville Fenn

"He mustn't have so much corn, Joseph," said Mr Tiddson, parish doctor of Croppley Magna, addressing a grinning boy of sixteen, who, with his smock-frock rolled up and twisted round his waist, was holding the bridle of a very thin, dejected-looking pony, whose mane and tail seemed to have gone to the cushion-maker's, leaving in their places a few strands that had missed the shears. The pony's eyes were half shut, and his nose hung low; but, as if attending to his master's words, one ear was twitched back, while the other pointed forward; and no sooner had his owner finished speaking than the poor little beast whinnied softly and shook its evidently remonstrating head. "He mustn't have so much corn, Joseph," said Mr Tiddson importantly. "He's growing wild and vicious, and it was as much as I could do this morning to hold him."

Eighteen-year-old Marcus is the son of a great Roman general, Cracis, who had fallen from grace some years previously. Marcus and his father live quietly on a small farm in southern Italy along with an old ex-soldier, Serge. Marcus wants nothing more than to be a soldier, but his father has forbidden any discussion of the topic. One day a stranger comes to the farm and succeeds in convincing Marcus' father to join him in a war against the Gauls. Cracis forbids Marcus to follow him, but Marcus is a head-strong young man. Who is the stranger? Will Marcus find his father? Who will win the war with the Gauls? Find the answer to these questions in Marcus the Young Centurion by George Manville Fenn.

They did not look like fishermen, those two young men in khaki, for people do not generally go fishing with magazine-rifles instead of fishing-rods-certainly not in England. But this was in South Africa, and that makes all the difference. In addition, they were fishing in a South African river, where both of them were in profound ignorance as to what might take their bait first; and they were talking about this when they first reached the bank and saw the swift river flowing onward-a lovely river whose banks were like cliffs, consequent upon ages of the swift stream cutting its way downward through the soft earth, while here and there clumps of trees grew luxuriantly green, and refreshed the eyes of the lookers-on after a couple of months spent in riding over the drab and dreary veldt.

"Remember, Hazel," said Mrs Thorne, "remember this-we may be reduced in circumstances; we may have been compelled by misfortune to come down into this wretched little town, and to live in this miserable, squeezy, poorly-furnished house or cottage, with the light kept out by the yellow glass, and scarcely a chimney that does not smoke; we may be compelled to dress shab-" "Yes, yes, mother dear-"

George Manville Fenn--Selective Works "Diamond Dyke" "Cutlass and Cudgel" "Seven Frozen Sailors"

Hot as hot. Through the open window, where a couple of long shoots of one of the grapevines hung down, partially shading the room within, a broad, glowing ray of light, which made the shadows near look purply black, streamed right across the head of Marcus, a Roman lad of about eighteen, making his close, curly, brown hair glisten as if some of the threads were of gold, while the light twinkled on the tiny dew-like drops that stood out on the boy's brown forehead and by the sides of his slightly aquiline nose.

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"There'll be such a game directly. Just listen to old Dicksee." I was very low-spirited, but, as the bright, good-looking lad at my side nudged me with his elbow, I turned from casting my eyes round the great bare oak-panelled room, with its long desks, to the kind of pulpit at the lower end, facing a bigger and more important-looking erection at the upper end, standing upon a broad daïs raised a foot above the rest of the room. For this had been the banqueting hall of Meade Place, in the good old times of James the First, when its owner little thought it would ever be the schoolroom of Dr Browne's "Boarding Establishment for Gentlemen's Sons." In fact, there was a broad opening now, with a sliding door, right through the thick wall into the kitchen, so my companion told me, and that I should see the shoulders of mutton slip through there at dinner-time.

!Tention A young private, Penton Gray, known as Pen, is injured during an engagement in the Peninsular War. When he comes to he finds that the boy bugler, Punch, from his regiment, is lying injured close by. The British troops are near, but the area where the boys are is occupied by the French, who are the enemy. The boys need to recover from their wounds, and then to get back to their regiment. They have numerous adventures, and meet several people who help them, including the deposed Spanish King. We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public. The aim of our publishing program is to facilitate rapid access to this vast reservoir of literature, and our view is that this is a significant literary work, which deserves to be brought back into print after many decades. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works. To ensure a high quality product, each title has been meticulously hand curated by our staff. Our philosophy has been guided by a desire to provide the reader with a book that is as close as possible to ownership of the original work. We hope that you will enjoy this wonderful classic work, and that for you it becomes an enriching experience.

"I say, Uncle Dick, do tell me what sort of a place it is." "Oh, you'll see when you get there!" "Uncle Jack, you tell me then; what's it like?" "Like! What, Arrowfield? Ask Uncle Bob." "There, Uncle Bob, I'm to ask you. Do tell me what sort of a place it is?" "Get out, you young nuisance!"

"See these here spots o' red rust, Master Roy?" "I should be blind as poor old Jenkin if I couldn't, Ben." "Ay, that you would, sir. Poor old Jenk, close upon ninety he be; and that's another thing." "What do you mean?" said the boy addressed. "What do I mean, sir? Why, I mean as that's another thing as shows as old England's wore out, and rustin' and moulderin' away." "Is this Dutch or English, Ben?" said the manly-looking boy, who had just arrived at the age when dark lads get teased about not having properly washed the sides of their faces and their upper lips, which begin to show traces of something "coming up." "I don't understand." "English, sir," said the weather-beaten speaker, a decidedly ugly man of about sixty, grizzly of hair and beard, deeply-lined of countenance, and with a peculiar cicatrice extending from the upper part of his left cheek-bone diagonally down to the right corner of his lips, and making in its passage a deep notch across his nose. "English, sir; good old honest English."

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Late again, Nic," said Captain Revel. "Very sorry, father." "Yes, you always are 'very sorry, ' sir. I never saw such a fellow to sleep. Why, when I was a lad of your age-let's see, you're just eighteen." "Yes, father, and very hungry," said the young man, with a laugh and a glance at the breakfast-table. "Always are very hungry. Why, when I was a lad of your age I didn't lead such an easy-going life as you do. You're spoiled, Nic, by an indulgent father.-Here, help me to some of that ham.-Had to keep my watch and turn up on deck at all hours; glad to eat weavilly biscuit.-Give me that brown bit.-Ah, I ought to have sent you to sea. Made a man of you. Heard the thunder, of course?

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The captain of the steamer stopped by where I was watching the flying fish fizz out of the blue-ink-like water, skim along for some distance, and drop in again, often, I believe, to be snapped up by some bigger fish; and he gave me a poke in the shoulder with one finger, so hard, that it hurt. "Yes?" I said, for he stood looking hard in my face, while I looked back harder in his, for it seemed such a peculiar way of addressing one, and his manner was more curious still.

"Some people are such fools!" said Richard Pellet; and, if public judgment was right, he knew what a fool was as well as any man in the great city of London. He was a big man was Richard Pellet, Esq., C.C., shipper, of Austin Friars, and known among city men as "the six-hundred-pounder;" and he knew a fool when he saw one. But whether at his office in the city, or down at his place at Norwood, -"his little place at Norwood," where he had "a morsel of garden" and "a bit of glass," and grew pine and melon, peach and grape, and had a fat butler in black, and a staff of servants in drab, trimmed with yellow coach-lace, -no matter where Richard Pellet might be, he could always see in his mind's eye the greatest fool that ever breathed-the man whom he was always mentally abusing-to wit, his brother Jare

Morning on board the Kestrel, his Britannic majesty's cutter, lying on and off the south coast on the lookout for larks, or what were to her the dainty little birds that the little falcon, her namesake, would pick up. For the Kestrel's wings were widespread to the soft south-easterly breeze that barely rippled the water; and mainsail, gaff topsail, staysail, and jib were so new and white that they seemed to shine like silver in the sun.

Robin could have sent a sharp-pointed arrow at this beautiful bird, and perhaps have killed it, for he knew well that roast duck or drake is very nice stuffed with sage and onions, and with green peas to eat therewith; but he never thought of using his bow, and he was content to feast his eyes upon the bird's beauty and watch its motions.

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This collection of stories by George Manville Fenn seeks to put many of his famous ideas into a single draft and provide them at an inexpensive price so that everybody can read them. Some stories are fascinating and fantastic, while others sneak up on you and draw you in. Some stories are brutal and weird, while others creep up on you and draw you in slowly. This book has been called a classic and has been a fantastic compilation of thoughts that have been grasped into a single draft for readers of various ages to read. The plot is full of twists and turns that will keep the reader interested. Because the title character is so indulgent, readers are forced to keep reading to find out what happens next. This edition of "Diamond Dyke" is both modern and legible, with an eye-catching new cover and professionally typeset manuscript.

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!Tention: A Story of Boy-Life during the Peninsular War, is a classical and a rare book, that has been considered important throughout the human history, and so that this work is never forgotten we at Alpha Editions have made efforts in its preservation by republishing this book in a modern format for present and future generations. This whole book has been reformatted, retyped and redesigned. These books are not made of scanned copies of their original work, and hence their text is clear and readable. This remarkable volume falls within the genres of Language and Literatures Juvenile belles lettres

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