G. a. Henty

"I wish most heartily that something would happen," Harry Parkhurst, a midshipman of some sixteen years of age, said to his chum, Dick Balderson, as they leaned on the rail of her majesty's gunboat Serpent, and looked gloomily at the turbid stream that rolled past the ship as she lay at anchor. "One day is just like another-one is in a state of perspiration from morning till night, and from night till morning. There seems to be always a mist upon the water; and if it were not that we get up steam every three or four days and run out for twenty-four hours for a breath of fresh air, I believe that we should be all eaten up with fever in no time. Of course, they are always talking of Malay pirates up the river kicking up a row; but it never seems to come off.

By Sheer Pluck: A Tale of the Ashanti War By G. A. Henty

With Cochrane the Dauntless By G. A. Henty

The author gives an account of the fierce struggle between Saxon and Dane for supremacy in England, and presents a vivid picture of the misery and ruin to which the country was reduced by the ravages of the sea wolves. The hero, a young Saxon thane, takes part in all the battles fought by King Alfred. He is driven from his home, takes to the sea, and resists the Danes on their own element, and being pursued by them up the Seine, is present at the long and desperate siege of Paris.

This troublesome story takes place in the year 1649 A. D. King Charles I rules England and Scotland with an Iron Fist and levies his populaces with insupportable taxes to finance his own lavish lifestyle and the expensive annexation of Ireland. Oliver Cromwell, a Member of Parliament has risen up the ranks and has the support of many nobles, clerics, and officials. He tries to change the unfair system, and convince the royals to change their lifestyles but has no success. Parliament is growing impatient by the day and is looking for some covenant to conciliate the king and the people. However, the King never gives in instead he lies, breaks promises, and fights with power he assumes is divine This story follows two young men who live in this unwholesome environment, one is for the royals, and one is for parliament. Each one works constantly for their side. Since they were youth these two men were friends so they respect and tolerate one another. We learn of difficulties with King Charles I and Cromwell's enterprise to accommodate the well-established parties. Only one can win, so battles take place on the fields of Marston, Worchester, and Naseby. A victory has been made; the royal armies are defeated The King is put to trial and finds his end the next day with an execution This book delivers real historical events entwined like splendid yarn throughout its pages You will read real history and the personal fate of nobles, politicians, and citizens. Read it and decide if Cromwell was a protector of England or decide if he was really just a low life who was high in Office and out for no one but himself, a murderer of the King This story was written and published so that this essential part of our History will never be forgotten. Let this book take you back in time to a very interesting tale. Get your copy today and relieve a part of History

There are few difficulties that cannot be surmounted by patience, resolution, and pluck, and great as are the obstacles that nature and the Russian government oppose to an escape from the prisons of Siberia, such evasions have occasionally been successfully carried out, and that under far less advantageous circumstances than those under which the hero of this story undertook the venture.

In the Hands of the Malays, and Other Stories By G. A. Henty

We have in the narratives of Sir Robert Wilson, British commissioner with the Russian army, and of Count Segur, who was upon Napoleon's staff, minute descriptions of the events as seen by eye-witnesses, and besides these the campaign has been treated fully by various military writers. I have as usual avoided going into details of horrors and of acts of cruelty and ferocity on both sides, surpassing anything in modern warfare, and have given a mere outline of the operations, with a full account of the stern fight at Smolensk and the terrible struggle at Borodino.

Excerpt from With Frederick the Great: A Story of the Seven Years War Among the great wars of history there are few, if any, in stances Of so long and successfully sustained a struggle against enormous odds as that of'the Seven Years' War, maintained by Prussia - then a small and comparatively insignificant king dom - against Russia, Austria, and France simultaneously, who were aided also by the forces of most of the minor principalities of Germany. The population of Prussia was not more than five millions, while that of the Allies considerably exceeded a hundred millions. Prussia could put with the greatest efforts but a hundred and fifty thousand men into the field, and as these were exhausted she had but small reserves to draw upon, while the Allies could, with comparatively little difficulty, put five hundred thousand men into the field and replenish them as there was occasion. That the struggle was successfully carried on for seven years was due chiefly to the military genius of the king, to his indomitable perseverance, and to a resolution that no disaster could shake, no situation, although apparently hopeless, appal. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

The greatest defeat ever experienced by the British Army was in the Mountain Passes of Afghanistan in 1848. Angus Cameron, the hero of this story, was captured by the Afghans, and compelled to witness this calamity. His life story is an intensely interesting one, starting from his boyhood in Persia; his employment under the Government at Herat; through the defense of the town against the Persians; to Kabul, where he participated in all the events which ended in the awful march through the Mountain Passes, where only one man escaped Always at the point of danger, whether in battle or on a hazardous expedition, the brave young Angus goes on dangerous and thrilling adventures with marvelous and clever escapes This historical and political narration portrays one of the biggest blunders of Britain-paid in blood If you like books that are adventurous and full of action, this is one you are going to want to read The Author published this book so this essential part of our history will not be forgotten and so our heroes of history will always be honored and remembered.

At the Point of the Bayonet By G. A. Henty

This story takes place in the Holy Land in the year 70 A. D. The Roman legions are on their way to conquer and seize the Holy City of Jerusalem. No one expected this arduous, cruel, and costly immense enterprise to happen. Many devoted lives on both sides were lost and the suffering from this event was tremendous. Roman Knights, soldiers, and the Jewish people lost everything they owned including their lives for this Holy cause. We weave into this true record the admirable and attractive story of Josephus. This book tells of the troubles in the district of Tiberias, the long march of the legions, the brutal sieges of Jotapata, Gamala, and finally of the Holy City of Jerusalem. It tells of the lad who becomes the leader of a guerilla band of patriots and the brave and heroic battles they fought for the Holy temple. Our story then finishes in Galilea where our hero's fantastic adventure comes to an end after spending a brief time in uncomfortable slavery in Alexandria, Egypt. This story was published by the author so this essential part of our history would never be forgotten Come open this book today and start reading about the amazing adventures that our History has to offer. This book is sure to entertain you.

It's my personal adventure day today, so here is another adventure novel, this time by G. A. Henty. Contrary to his ordinarily more didactic approach, this one is a pure action romp with lots of nice illustrations.

The Lion of Saint Mark: A Story of Venice in the Fourteenth Century By G. A. Henty

British naval flag admiral Thomas Cochrane-Lord Cochrane-was one of the most daring captain during the Napoleonic Wars. Nicknamed the "Sea Wolf" by Napoleon himself, Cochrane was forced to resign his commission after taking part in financial fraud. Lord Cochrane's days of daring were not finished as he headed to South America where he led the Chilean and Brazilian navies. It is this period that Henty uses as a backdrop for With Cochrane the Dautless. In this yarn of adventure on the high seas and in South America, a young man, Stephen, serves with Lord Cochrane as he shapes the future of an entire continent. Alacrity Press is proud to make this G. A. Henty classic, available to a new generation of readers.

The usually quiet old town of Dijon was in a state of excitement. There were groups of people in the streets; especially round the corners, where the official placards were posted up. Both at the Prefecture and the Maine there were streams of callers, all day. Every functionary wore an air of importance, and mystery; and mounted orderlies galloped here and there, at headlong speed. The gendarmes had twisted their mustaches to even finer points than usual, and walked about with the air of men who knew all about the matter, and had gone through more serious affairs than this was likely to be. In the marketplace, the excitement and buzz of conversation were at their highest. It was the market day, and the whole area of the square was full. Never, in the memory of the oldest inhabitant, had such a market been seen in Dijon. For the ten days preceding, France had been on the tiptoe of expectation; and every peasant's wife and daughter, for miles round the town, had come with their baskets of eggs, fowls, or fruits, to attend the market and to hear the news. So crowded was it, that it was really difficult to move about. People were not, however, unmindful of bargains--for the French peasant woman is a thrifty body, and has a shrewd eye to sous--so the chaffering and haggling, which almost invariably precede each purchase, went on as briskly as usual but, between times, all thoughts and all tongues ran upon the great event of the day. It was certain--quite certain, now--that there was to be war with Prussia. The newspapers had said so, for some days; but then, bah who believes a newspaper? Monsieur le Prefect had published the news, today; and everyone knows that Monsieur le Prefect is not a man to say a thing, unless it were true. Most likely the Emperor, himself, had written to him. Oh There could be no doubt about it, now.

The sacred cat of Bubastes has accidentally been slain; now young Chebron must pay for the offence with his own life, as this is the law of the Pagans in Egypt, 1250 BC. Chebron, the son of a high Egyptian priest, flees for his life taking his sister Mysa, one of the household slaves Amuba and several companions with him. They escape through closely guarded Egyptian exits only to find themselves in unfamiliar and dangerous lands inhabited by a very different culture of people. Along the way, the roving band of refugees encounters and befriends a Hebrew girl, who exposes them to very strange ideas including the worship of "one true God." This arduous journey through time, customs and religion provides an adventurous and accurate insight into the ancient people of Egyptian history.

Excerpt from Maori and Settler: A Story of the New Zealand War Chapter IX. Thenewzealandwar oooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooeooo 'chapter X. The ooooooooooooooo oboooooooooooeooooo' About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

A number of soldiers were standing in the road near the bungalow of Brigadier-General Mathieson, the officer in command of the force in the cantonments of Benares and the surrounding district. "They are coming now, I think," one sergeant said to another. "It is a bad business. They say the General is terribly hurt, and it was thought better to bring him and the other fellow who was mixed up in it down in doolies. I heard Captain Harvey say in the orderly-room that they have arranged relays of bearers every five miles all the way down. He is a good fellow is the General, and we should all miss him. He is not one of the sort who has everything comfortable himself and don't care a rap how the soldiers get on: he sees to the comfort of everyone and spends his money freely, too. He don't seem to care what he lays out in making the quarters of the married men comfortable, and in getting any amount of ice for the hospital, and extra punkawallahs in the barrack rooms during the hot season. He goes out and sees to everything himself. Why, on the march I have known him, when all the doolies were full, give up his own horse to a man who had fallen out. He has had bad luck too; lost his wife years ago by cholera, and he has got no one to care for but his girl. She was only a few months old when her mother died. Of course she was sent off to England, and has been there ever since. He must be a rich man, besides his pay and allowances; but it aint every rich man who spends his money as he does. There won't be a dry eye in the cantonment if he goes under." "How was it the other man got hurt?" "Well, I hear that the tiger sprang on to the General's elephant and seized him by the leg. They both went off together, and the brute shifted its hold to the shoulder, and carried him into the jungle; then the other fellow slipped off his elephant and ran after the tiger. He got badly mauled too; but he killed the brute and saved the General's life." "By Jove that was a plucky thing. Who was he?" "Why, he was the chap who was walking backwards and forwards with the General when the band was playing yesterday evening. Several of the men remarked how like he was to you, Sanderson. I noticed it, too. There certainly was a strong likeness."