The Great Shadow E-Book

Arthur Conan Doyle

• Herausgeber: Publisher s24148
• Kategorie: Lebensstil
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

The Great Shadow, also known as The Great Shadow and other Napoleonic Tales, is an action and adventure novel written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and published in 1892 in J.W. Arrowsmith’s Bristol Library. The novel takes place in the Napoleonic era on the English-Scottish border city called West Inch. The Great Shadow refers to the Napoleon’s influence and his reputation that forms a shadow over West Inch.

Leseprobe

The Great Shadow

Arthur Conan Doyle

 Published by OPU, 2017

Table of Contents

The Great Shadow

Chapter 1 The Night of the Beacons

Chapter 2 Cousin Edie of Eyemouth

Chapter 3 The Shadow on the Waters

Chapter 4 The Choosing of Jim

Chapter 5 The Man from the Sea

Chapter 6 A Wandering Eagle

Chapter 7 The Corriemuir Peel Tower

Chapter 8 The Coming of the Cutter

Chapter 9 The Doings at West Inch

Chapter 10 The Return of the Shadow

Chapter 11 The Gathering of the Nations

Chapter 12 The Shadow on the Land

Chapter 13 The End of the Storm

Chapter 14 The Tally of Death

Chapter 15 The End of It

Chapter1 The Night of the Beacons

It is strange to me, Jock Calder of West Inch, to feel that though now, in the very centre of the nineteenth century, I am but five-and-fifty years of age, and though it is only once in a week perhaps that my wife can pluck out a little grey bristle from over my ear, yet I have lived in a time when the thoughts and the ways of men were as different as though it were another planet from this. For when I walk in my fields I can see, down Berwick way, the little fluffs of white smoke which tell me of this strange new hundred-legged beast, with coals for food and a thousand men in its belly, for ever crawling over the border. On a shiny day I can see the glint of the brass work as it takes the curve near Corriemuir; and then, as I look out to sea, there is the same beast again, or a dozen of them maybe, leaving a trail of black in the air and of white in the water, and swimming in the face of the wind as easily as a salmon up the Tweed. Such a sight as that would have struck my good old father speechless with wrath as well as surprise; for he was so stricken with the fear of offending the Creator that he was chary of contradicting Nature, and always held the new thing to be nearly akin to the blasphemous. As long as God made the horse, and a man down Birmingham way the engine, my good old dad would have stuck by the saddle and the spurs.