{"product_id":"2940014546287","title":"A Lad of Grit: A Story of Adventure on Land and Sea in Restoration Times","description":"A Lad of Grit: A Story of Adventure on Land and Sea in Restoration Times\u003cbr\u003eby Percy F. Westerman, Illustrated By Edward S. Hodgson\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003eCONTENTS\u003cbr\u003eChapter 1--How the Tidings of the Restoration Came to Rake\u003cbr\u003eChapter 2--Of the Arrest and Escape of Increase Joyce\u003cbr\u003eChapter 3--Concerning my Journey to Portsmouth\u003cbr\u003eChapter 4--How Judgment was Passed on the Dorset Smugglers\u003cbr\u003eChapter 5--Of my First Ship, the Gannet\u003cbr\u003eChapter 6--Of the Finding of Pedro Alvarez, and of the Strange Tale that he Told\u003cbr\u003eChapter 7--Concerning the Treasure Island\u003cbr\u003eChapter 8--Of an Encounter with an Algerine Corsair\u003cbr\u003eChapter 9--I lose the Little Gannet\u003cbr\u003eChapter 10--How I Defended the Foretop\u003cbr\u003eChapter 11--Of the Manner of my Homecoming\u003cbr\u003eChapter 12--The Smugglers’ Cave\u003cbr\u003eChapter 13--The Escape\u003cbr\u003eChapter 14--I Set Out to Fight the Dutch\u003cbr\u003eChapter 15--Of the Famous Sea Fight of Four Days\u003cbr\u003eChapter 16--I Meet an Old Enemy\u003cbr\u003eChapter 17--Showing that there are Two Means of Leaving a Prison\u003cbr\u003eChapter 18--The Veil is Partly Drawn\u003cbr\u003eChapter 19--How Three Horsemen set out for the North\u003cbr\u003eChapter 20--What we Heard and Saw at Holwick.\u003cbr\u003eChapter 21--Our Search for the Treasure\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eChapter 1--How the Tidings of the Restoration Came to Rake\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe sun was slowly sinking behind the tree-clad Hampshire Downs. Already the long shadows of Rake Hill lay athwart the misty coombe, and the glimmer of the innumerable forges in the valley beneath began to hold its own against the rapidly fading daylight. The cold east wind, for it was but the beginning of March, in the year of grace 1660, whistled through the clump of gaunt pine trees that marked the summit of the hill, and, despite the fact that each of us wore a thick doublet, the chilly blast cut us like a knife.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI remember that evening well; its stirring incidents are graven on my memory as if they had happened but yesterday, though nigh on twoscore and ten winters and summers have passed over my head since the eventful year of which I write.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy father and I were returning homewards from the great fair at Petersfield. For an old man, he being well over sixty years of age, my father was the marvel of our village. Tall but sparely built, his frame betokened a strength of body that harmonized with the determination of character that made itself known by the glance of his steel-coloured eyes. Report says that when he came to Rake to settle down, some twelve or thirteen years back--I being but an infant in arms,--he did gain a lasting reputation by outmatching one Caleb James, a notorious bully, at his own game, breaking his pate with his own staff on the roadside hard by Milland Church.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMoreover, as proof of his hardiness, is there not the testimony of the worthy Master Hugh Salesbury, the chirurgeon of Lyss--the same whose son fell in Torrington’s action off Beachy Head,--to the effect that though practice was slack around Lyss, yet he perforce would have to give up if none were better patients than honest Owen Wentworth.\u003cbr\u003eContinued","brand":"Denise Henry","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47174419218672,"sku":"2940014546287","price":1.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014546287_p0.jpg?v=1763610717","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014546287","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}