William Henry Giles Kingston

The Woodcutter of Gutech

The Three Midshipmen

Half-hours with the Kings and Queens of England

Michael Penguyne, Or, Fisher Life on the Cornish Coast

A yacht voyage round England

Salt Water, Or, The Sea Life and Adventures of Neil D'Arcy, the Midshipman

A Tale of Adventure in North America

Afar in the Forest

Peter the Whaler

A Tale for Boys ...

In the Wilds of Africa

The Two Shipmates

Notes from the Log of the "Ouzel" Galley

The Missing Ship

Or, Adventures in the Wilds of Trinidad and Up the Orinoco

The Wanderers

His Adventures and Misadventures

Dick Cheveley

On the banks of the Amazon

On the Banks of the Amazon; Or, A Boy's Journal of His Adventures in the Tropical Wilds of South America. [With Illustrations.]

Great African travellers. by W.H.G. Kingston and H. Frith

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The Story of his Adventures Ashore and Afloat

James Braithwaite, the Supercargo

DigiCat Publishing presents to you this special edition of "The Missing Ship: The Log of the "Ouzel" Galley" by William Henry Giles Kingston. DigiCat Publishing considers every written word to be a legacy of humankind. Every DigiCat book has been carefully reproduced for republishing in a new modern format. The books are available in print, as well as ebooks. DigiCat hopes you will treat this work with the acknowledgment and passion it deserves as a classic of world literature.

The Missing Ship: The Log of the "Ouzel" Galley

ÒNever was bothered with a more thorough calm!Ó exclaimed my brother Harry, not for the first time that morning, as he and I, in spite of the sweltering heat, paced the deck of our tight little schooner the Dainty, then floating motionless on the smooth bosom of the broad Pacific. The empty sails hung idly from the yards. The dog-vanes imitated their example. Not the tiniest wavelet disturbed the shining surface of the ocean, not a cloud dimmed the intense blue of the sky, from which the sun glared forth with a power that made the pitch in the seams of the deck bubble up and stick to the soles of our feet, and though it might have failed to cook a beefsteak in a satisfactory manner, was rapidly drying some strings of fish hung up in the rigging. The white men of the crew were gathered forward, in such shade as they could find, employed under the superintendence of Tom Platt, our mate, in manufacturing mats, sinnet, rope yarns, or in knotting and splicing; the dark-skinned natives, of whom we had several on board similarly engaged, were mostly on the other side of the deck, apparently indifferent as to whether they were in the shade or sunshine. Even my brother, the commander of the Dainty, was too impatient to think much about the broiling we were undergoing, as we walked from the taffrail to a short distance before the mainmast, where we invariably turned to face back again; while during the intervals in our conversation, from an old habit, he whistled vehemently for a breeze, not that in consequence he really expected it to come.

The Cruise of the Dainty: Rovings in the Pacific

The pirate of the Mediterranean

William Henry Giles Kingston

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