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In mid-ocean-the Pacific. Two ships within sight of one another, less than a league apart. Both sailing before the wind, running dead down it with full canvas spread-not side by side, but one in the wake of the other. Is it a chase? To all appearance, yes; a probability strengthened by the relative size and character of the vessels. One is a barque, polacca-masted, her masts raking back with the acute shark's-fin set supposed to be characteristic of piratical craft. The other is a ship, square-rigged and full sized; a row of real, not painted, ports, with a gun grinning out of each, proclaiming her a man-of-war. She is one-a frigate, as any seaman would say, after giving her a glance. And any landsman might name her nationality. The flag at her peak is one known all over the world: it is the ensign of England. If it be a chase, she is the pursuer. Her colours might be accepted as surety of this, without regard to the relative position of the vessels; which show the frigate astern, the polacca leading.
The Man Eaters and Other Odd People is a book written by Mayne Reid, originally published in 1879. The book is a collection of stories that explore the lives and habits of various unusual people and animals, including man-eating tigers, cannibals, and other curious creatures. The stories are set in various locations around the world, including Africa, India, and South America, and offer a glimpse into the exotic and often dangerous environments that Reid encountered during his travels. The book is written in a lively and engaging style, with vivid descriptions and colorful characters that bring the stories to life. Reid's firsthand experiences as an adventurer and explorer lend authenticity to the tales, and his love of adventure and the natural world shines through on every page. Overall, The Man Eaters and Other Odd People is a fascinating and entertaining read that will appeal to anyone with an interest in travel, adventure, and the natural world. It offers a unique perspective on the people and animals that inhabit some of the most remote and exotic corners of the globe, and is sure to captivate readers of all ages.1880. This work presents a popular description of singular races of man. Contents: Man Eaters of the Feegee Islands; Mundrucus or Beheaders; Centaurs of the Gran Chaco; Bosjesmen or Bushmen; Amazonian Indians; Water Dwellers of Maracaibo; Esqiumaux; Tongans or Friendly Islanders; Turcomans; Ottomacs or Dirt Eaters; Comanches or Prairie Indians; Pehuenches or Pampas Indians; Yamparicos or Root Diggers; Guaraons or Palm Dwellers; Laplanders; Andamaners or Mud Bedaubers; Patagonian Giants; Fuegian Dwarfs. Illustrated.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.
The first important event of my life transpired on the 22nd May, 1831. On that day I was born. Six weeks after, another event occurred which no doubt exerted an influence over my destiny: I was christened Rowland Stone. From what I have read of ancient history-principally as given by the Jews-I have reason to think, that I am descended from an old and illustrious family. No one can refute the evidence I have for believing that some of my ancestors were in existence many hundred years ago. The simple fact that I am in existence now is sufficient proof that my family is of a descent, ancient and noble, as that of any other on earth. Perhaps there is no family, in its wanderings and struggles towards remotest posterity, that has not experienced every vicissitude of fortune; sometimes standing in the ranks of the great; and in the lapse of ages descending to the lower strata of the social scale, and there becoming historically lost.
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No landscape on the Biscayan coast, presents a more imposing and picturesque aspect than the little village of Elanchovi. Lying within an amphitheatre of cliffs, whose crests rise above the roofs of the houses, the port is protected from the surge of the sea by a handsome little jetty of chiselled stone; while the single street of which the village is composed, commencing at the inner end of the mole, sweeps boldly up against the face of the precipice. On both sides, the houses, disposed in a sort of echelon, rise, terrace-like, one above the other; so that viewed from a distance, the street presents the appearance of a gigantic stairway. In these the common dwellings, there is not much variety of architecture; since the village is almost exclusively inhabited by poor fishermen. There is one building, however, that is conspicuous-so much so as to form the principal feature of the landscape. It is an old chateau-perhaps the only building of this character in Spain-whose slate roofs and gothic turrets and vanes, rising above the highest point of the cliffs, overlook the houses of the village.
The Naturalist In Siluria is a non-fiction book written by Mayne Reid. The book is about the author's experiences and observations during his travels to the Silurian period in Wales. The Silurian period is a geological time period that occurred around 443 to 416 million years ago, and it is known for its diverse marine life.In the book, Reid describes the various geological formations, fossils, and creatures he encounters during his exploration of the Silurian period. He also provides insights into the scientific theories and debates surrounding the period.Reid's writing style is engaging, and he uses vivid descriptions to bring the prehistoric world to life. The book is not only informative but also entertaining, as Reid shares his adventures and mishaps during his travels.Overall, The Naturalist In Siluria is a fascinating read for anyone interested in geology, paleontology, or natural history. It provides a unique perspective on the Silurian period and the natural world in general.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.
A vast plain, seemingly bounded but by the horizon; treeless, save where a solitary cameel-doorn (Note 1) spreads its feathered leaves, or a clump of arborescent aloes, mingled with rigid-stemmed euphorbias, breaks the continuity of its outline. These types of desert vegetation but proclaim its sterility, which is further evinced by tufts of whiteish withered grass, growing thinly between them. Over it three waggons are moving; immense vehicles with bodies above four yards in length, surrounded by an arching of bamboo canes covered with canvas. To each is attached eight pairs of long-horned oxen, with a driver seated on the box, who flourishes a whip, in length like a fishing-rod; another on foot alongside, wielding the terrible jambok, while at the head of the extended team marches the "foreloper," reim in hand, guiding the oxen along the track. Half a score horsemen ride here and there upon the flanks, with three others in advance; and bringing up the rear is a drove of milch cows-some with calves at the foot-and a flock of fat-tailed sheep, their tails full fifty pounds in weight, and trailing on the ground.
The stag of Texas, reclining in midnight lair, is startled from his slumbers by the hoofstroke of a horse. He does not forsake his covert, nor yet rise to his feet. His domain is shared by the wild steeds of the savannah, given to nocturnal straying. He only uprears his head; and, with antlers o'ertopping the tall grass, listens for a repetition of the sound. Again is the hoofstroke heard, but with altered intonation. There is a ring of metal-the clinking of steel against stone. The sound, significant to the ear of the stag, causes a quick change in his air and attitude. Springing clear of his couch, and bounding a score of yards across the prairie, he pauses to look back upon the disturber of his dreams. In the clear moonlight of a southern sky, he recognises the most ruthless of his enemies-man. One is approaching upon horseback. Yielding to instinctive dread, he is about to resume his flight: when something in the appearance of the horseman-some unnatural seeming-holds him transfixed to the spot. With haunches in quivering contact with the sward, and frontlet faced to the rear, he continues to gaze-his large brown eyes straining upon the intruder in a mingled expression of fear and bewilderment. What has challenged the stag to such protracted scrutiny? The horse is perfect in all its parts-a splendid steed, saddled, bridled, and otherwise completely caparisoned. In it there appears nothing amiss-nothing to produce either wonder or alarm. But the man-the rider? Ah! About him there is something to cause both-something weird-something wanting! By heavens! it is the head!
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"Be a King?" "Am I not one?" "In name-nothing more. Ah! were I a man and in your place?" "What would you do?" "Give your island churls a taste of kingship, as we know it in France. My brother wouldn't let his subjects so beard him. Oh, it's abominable!" "Ah, chère; for subjects your brother has a very different sort of people to deal with. In France they're not yet come to clamouring for what they call their rights and liberties. Here in England they've got Magna Charta into their heads-to a craze." "I'd have it out of their heads, or have their heads off. Ciel! I'd reign King as King should, or resign. No! not resign. Sooner than that I'd waste the country with fire and sword-make it a wilderness." It was Henrietta, wife of Charles the First, who thus expressed herself to her husband. They were alone in the gardens of Whitehall Palace, sauntering side by side on a terrace overlooking the Thames, the afternoon being an unusually fine one. As they made a turn which brought Westminster Hall before their eyes, the angry fire in those of the Queen flashed up again, and she added-
This tale is the last from the pen of Captain Mayne Reid, whose stories have so long been the delight of English boys. Our readers may, perhaps, like to know something of the writer who has given them so much pleasure; especially as his own life was full of adventure and of brave deeds. Mayne Reid was born in the north of Ireland in 1819; his father was a Presbyterian minister, and wished that his son should also be a clergyman; but the boy longed for adventure, and to see the world in its wildest places, and could not bring himself to settle down to a quiet life at home. When he was twenty years old he set out on his travels, and, landing at New Orleans, began a life of adventure in the prairies and forests of America-good descriptions of which were given by him in his books. In 1845 a war broke out between the United States and Mexico, and young Reid instantly volunteered his services to fight on the United States' side. He received the commission of lieutenant in a New York regiment, and fought all through the campaign with the most dauntless courage. He received several wounds, and gained a high reputation for generous good feeling.
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"Agua! por amor Dios, agua-aguita!" (Water! for the love of God, a little water!) I heard these words, as I lay in my tent, on the field of Cerro Gordo. It was the night after the battle bearing this name-fought between the American and Mexican armies in the month of April, 1847. The routed regiments of Santa Anna-saving some four thousand men captured upon the ground-had sought safety in flight, the greater body taking the main road to Jalapa, pursued by our victorious troops; while a large number, having sprawled down the almost perpendicular cliff that overhangs the "Rio del Plan" escaped, unperceived and unpursued, into the wild chapparals that cover the piedmont of Peroté.
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La Puebla de los Angeles is peculiar, even among the cities of modern Mexico; peculiar in the fact, that two-thirds of its population are composed of priests, pelados, poblanas, pickpockets, and incarones of a bolder type. Perhaps I have been too liberal in allowing a third to the "gente de bueno," or respectable people. There are travellers who have altogether denied their existence; but this may be an exaggeration on the other side. Trusting to my own souvenirs, I think I can remember having met with honest men-and women too-in the City of the Angels. But I shall not be positive about their proportion to the rest of the population. It may be less than a third-certainly it is not more!
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Father of Waters! I worship thy mighty stream! As the Hindoo by the shores of his sacred river, I kneel upon thy banks, and pour forth my soul in wild adoration! Far different are the springs of our devotion. To him, the waters of his yellow Ganges are the symbols of a superstitious awe, commingled with dark fears for the mystic future; to me, thy golden wares are the souvenirs of joy, binding the present to the known and happy past. Yes, mighty river! I worship thee in the past. My heart fills with joy at the very mention of thy name!
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El rastro de la guerra. Thomas Mayne Reid. Reino Unido 1818 - 1883
The white-headed eagle, soaring above the spray of a Tennessean forest, looks down upon the clearing of the squatter. To the eye of the bird it is alone visible; and though but a spot in the midst of that immense green sea, it is conspicuous by the colour of the trees that stand over it. They stand, but grow not: the girdling ring around their stems has deprived them of their sap; the ivory bill of the log-cock has stripped them of their bark; their leaves and twigs have long since disappeared; and only the trunks and greater branches remain, like blanched skeletons, with arms upstretched to heaven, as if mutely appealing for vengeance against their destroyer. The squatter's clearing, still thus encumbered, is a mere vistal opening in the woods, from which only the underwood has been removed. The more slender saplings have been cut down or rooted up; the tangle of parasitical plants have been torn from the trees; the cane-brake has been fired; and the brush, collected in heaps, has melted away upon the blazing pile. Only a few stumps of inferior thickness give evidence, that some little labour has been performed by the axe.
The Young Voyagers: Or The Boy Hunters In The North is a children's adventure novel written by Scottish author Mayne Reid and published in 1853. The story follows a group of young boys who embark on a journey to the North Pole in search of adventure and excitement. Led by the brave and resourceful Dick Varley, the boys encounter a variety of challenges and dangers, including treacherous ice floes, fierce polar bears, and hostile native tribes. Along the way, they learn valuable lessons about courage, friendship, and perseverance. The novel is known for its vivid descriptions of the Arctic landscape and its thrilling action sequences. It is a classic example of the adventure genre and has been enjoyed by generations of young readers.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.
The "vulture of the sea," borne upon broad wing, and wandering over the wide Atlantic, suddenly suspends his flight to look down upon an object that has attracted his attention. It is a raft, with a disc not much larger than a dining-table, constructed out of two small spars of a ship, -the dolphin-striker and spritsail yard, -with two broad planks and some narrower ones lashed crosswise, and over all two or three pieces of sail-cloth carelessly spread. Slight as is the structure, it is occupied by two individuals, -a man and a boy. The latter is lying along the folds of the sail-cloth, apparently asleep. The man stands erect, with his hand to his forehead, shading the sun from his eyes, and scanning the surface of the sea with inquiring glanc
Who has not heard of the Himalayas-those Titanic masses of mountains that interpose themselves between the hot plains of India and the cold table-lands of Thibet-a worthy barrier between the two greatest empires in the world, the Mogul and the Celestial? The veriest tyro in geography can tell you that they are the tallest mountains on the surface of the earth; that their summits-a half-dozen of them at least-surmount the sea-level by more than five miles of perpendicular height; that more than thirty of them rise above twenty thousand feet, and carry upon their tops the eternal snow!
The Lost Mountain: A Tale of Sonora is a novel written by Mayne Reid and published in 1885. The story takes place in the Sonoran Desert of Mexico and follows the adventures of a young American named Frank Reade Jr. who sets out to find a lost mountain rumored to be filled with gold. Along the way, he encounters a cast of characters including bandits, indigenous people, and other treasure hunters. As Frank and his companions journey deeper into the desert, they face a series of challenges and obstacles, including dangerous animals, treacherous terrain, and rival treasure hunters. Throughout their journey, they must rely on their wits and resourcefulness to survive and ultimately uncover the truth behind the lost mountain.The Lost Mountain: A Tale of Sonora is a thrilling adventure story that captures the spirit of the American West and the allure of lost treasure. It is a classic example of the adventure genre and is sure to captivate readers of all ages.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.
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