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Title: Tom Finch's Monkey
and How he Dined with the Admiral

Author: John C. Hutcheson

Illustrator: Anonymous

Release Date: April 16, 2007 [EBook #21097]

Language: English

Character set encoding: ASCII

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Tom Finch's Monkey, and how he dined with the Admiral
and other yarns.

by John C. Hutcheson
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This is quite a short book, containing five short late Victorian
stories.

The first of these concerns a monkey on board ship, which was dressed up
as an officer, and as such introduced to a visiting Admiral, who invites
all the officers to dinner, stressing that he hoped to entertain the one
who didn't speak much.

The second story is an informative one about icebergs.

The third concerns a yachting cruise in the Aegean Sea, among the Greek
Islands, in which they save the live of a Greek. There is an encounter
with bandits, from which they are surprisingly released without further
harm. Why would that be, I wonder.

The fourth concerns a "sighting of a sea-serpent of extraordinary
dimensions", by HMS Daedalus in 1848.

And the fifth is a story about the curious events at a cricket match.
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TOM FINCH'S MONKEY, AND HOW HE DINED WITH THE ADMIRAL
AND OTHER YARNS.

BY JOHN C. HUTCHESON

CHAPTER ONE.

AND HOW HE DINED WITH THE ADMIRAL.

We were cruising off Callao on the Pacific station when it all happened,
and I daresay there are a good many others who will recollect all about
it as well as myself. But to explain the matter properly I must go back
a little in my dates; for, instead of Callao at the commencement of my
yarn, you must read Calabar.

You see, I was in the _Porpoise_ at the time, a small old-fashioned,
paddle-wheel steamer that had been ordered across from the West Coast of
Africa by "my lords" of the Admiralty to reinforce our squadron in South
American waters on account of a war breaking out between Chili and