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Title: Michael Penguyne
Fisher Life on the Cornish Coast
Author: William H. G. Kingston
Release Date: October 25, 2007 [EBook #23188]
Language: English
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Michael Penguyne; Fisher Life on the Cornish Coast, by William H G
Kingston.
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In this rather short book Kingston tells us of the hard life and its few
pleasures of the fisher-folk of Cornwall. Gales and a forbidding
coast-line can often spell disaster to the poor fisherman caught out in
a rising tempest. Yet throughout this he and his family, with few
exceptions, remain steadfast and God-fearing, with relatives springing
to the aid of orphans and wives following a tragedy.
Kingston is here at his most persuasively Christian, arguing that both
the good things of life and the bad, are dealt out to us by an
all-seeing fatherlike God.
It does not take long to read, but you will certainly enjoy it. As it
probably didn't take long to write it is not one of Kingston's great
masterpieces, but it is certainly worth taking note of.
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MICHAEL PENGUYNE, FISHER LIFE ON THE CORNISH COAST, BY WILLIAM H G
KINGSTON.
CHAPTER ONE.
As the sun rose over the Lizard, the southernmost point of old England,
his rays fell on the tanned sails of a fleet of boats bounding lightly
across the heaving waves before a fresh westerly breeze. The distant
shore, presenting a line of tall cliffs, towards which the boats were
steering, still lay in the deepest shade.
Each boat was laden with a large heap of nets and several baskets filled
with brightly-shining fish.
In the stern of one, tiller in hand, sat a strongly-built man, whose
deeply-furrowed countenance and grizzled hair showed that he had been
for many a year a toiler on the ocean. By his side was a boy of about
twelve years of age, dressed in flushing coat and sou'wester, busily
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