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Title: Amos Huntingdon
Author: T.P. Wilson
Release Date: April 18, 2007 [EBook #21131]
Language: English
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Amos Huntingdon
By Reverend T.P. Wilson
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This a very well written and interesting story, well up to Wilson's
best. It deals with the various moral issues that beset a rather
well-off family. The old father makes his two sons an allowance, which
one of them, Amos, manages well, while the other does not. Stability in
the family is provided by an old maiden aunt, Kate, the sister of the
old man. There was also a daughter, Julia, who had married a
ne'er-do-well, and who had been shown the door on that account by the
old father, but who was still of great concern to the two young men,
particularly to Amos, as she had small children, who were so destitute
that Amos was spending all his allowance in looking after his sister and
her children, thus making it impossible for him to lend his brother any
money.
Because there are not many people in the story, and because their
characters are so well-described, the reader is drawn into the family,
and follows their concerns with interest. It makes a good audiobook of
about eleven hours duration. NH
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AMOS HUNTINGDON
BY REVEREND T.P. WILSON
CHAPTER ONE.
BRAVELY DONE.
"Help! help! holloa there! Master Walter--Mr Amos--Jim--Harry--quick--
bring us a light!--lend a hand here!" Such were the words which
suddenly broke the stillness of a dark October night, and roused up the
household of Mr Walter Huntingdon, a country gentleman living on his
own estate in Derbyshire. The voice was the coachman's, and came
apparently from somewhere near the drive-gate, which was about a couple
of hundred yards from the front door of the house. The evening had been
dark and stormy; and it was in a lull of the tempest that the ominous
sounds of distress reached t
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