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Title: A Voyage round the World
A book for boys

Author: W.H.G. Kingston

Release Date: October 17, 2007 [EBook #23074]

Language: English

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Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England

A Voyage round the World, A book for boys, by W.H.G. Kingston.

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Here is a sort of compendium of all the excitements that befall
Kingston's young heroes. Swimming episodes of various kinds, serpents,
unfriendly savages, and unexpected coincidences, have all been put
together here, to make a well-written book, that you will find quite
amusing and interesting. Recommended.

Makes a good audiobook, too.

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A VOYAGE ROUND THE WORLD, A BOOK FOR BOYS, BY W.H.G. KINGSTON.

CHAPTER ONE.

MY HOME, AND HOW I LEFT IT.

The day arrived. A post-chaise stood in front of the old grey
manor-house. I have it all before me. The pointed gables--the
high-pitched, dark weather; stained roof--the numberless latticed
windows--the moat, now dry, which had once served to keep out a body of
Cromwell's horse--the tall elms, which had nestled many a generation of
rooks--the clump of beech trees, and the venerable wide-spreading oak--
the broad gravelled court on one side, and the velvety lawn on the
other, sloping away down to the fine, large, deep fish-pond, whose
waters, on which I had obtained my first nautical experiences, as seen
through the green foliage, were sparkling brighter than ever under the
deep blue of the summer sky.

At the hall door were assembled all those I loved on earth--and dearly,
too, I loved them. My mother, as good and kind a mother as ever nursed
a somewhat numerous and noisy progeny; my sisters, dear, sweet, good
girls; and half-a-dozen brothers, honest, generous, capital fellows; our
father, too--such a father!--we always agreed that no one could come up
to him. Other fellows might have very good fathers, but they were n