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To The West   By: (1831-1909)

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To The West, by George Manville Fenn.

At fifteen hours this is a fairly long book for this author. It starts with two young men working as clerks in the offices of a tyrannical auctioneer. Fed up with his unpleasant behaviour they give up their jobs and determine to set out for British Columbia. To get there they must take passage in a ship going round the Horn, and up to San Francisco. Then they have to make their way further up the coast to their destination. On the way they encounter various characters, some good and honourable, and others very much the reverse. Finally they arrive and set to work seeking for gold. Of course there are more adventures and tense situations, as you would expect from this author.

Fenn is very good at describing places, even ones to which he has never been. Personally I prefer the books set in England, but that is not to say that this book is anything but most enjoyable, and I commend it to you.




"What would I do, sir? Why, if I were as poor as you say you are, and couldn't get on here, I'd go abroad."

"But where, sir? where to?"

"Anywhere. Don't ask me. The world's big enough and round enough for you, isn't it?"

"But without means, Mr Dempster?"

"Yes, sir, without means. Work, sir work. The same as I have done. I pay my poor rate, and I can't afford to help other people. Good morning."

I heard every word uttered as I sat on my stool in the outer office, and I felt as if I could see my employer, short, stout, fierce looking and grey, frowning at the thin, pale, middle aged man whom I had ushered in Mr John Dempster he told me his name was and who had come to ask for the loan of a little money, as he was in sore distress.

Every word of his appeal hurt me, and I felt, when the words came through the open door, as if I should have liked to take my hat and go away. But I dared not, for I had been set to copy some letters, and I knew from old experience that if Mr Dempster Mr Isaac Dempster that is came out or called for me, and I was not there, I should have a repetition of many a painful scene.

I tried not to listen, but every word came, and I heard how unfortunate Mr John Dempster had been; that his wife had been seriously ill, and now needed nourishing food and wine; and as all that was said became mixed up with what I was writing, and the tears would come into my eyes and make them dim, I found myself making mistakes, and left off in despair.

I looked cautiously over the double desk, peeping between some books to see if Esau Dean, my fellow boy clerk, was watching me; but as usual he was asleep with his head hanging down over his blotting paper, and the sun shining through his pale coloured knotty curls, which gave his head the appearance of a black man's bleached to a whitey brown; and as I looked through the loop hole between the books, my fellow clerk's head faded away, and I was looking back at my pleasant old school days at Wiltboro', from which place I was suddenly summoned home two years before to bid good bye to my mother before we had to part for ever.

And then all the old home life floated before me like a bright sunny picture, and the holidays at the rambling red brick house with its great walled garden, where fruit was so abundant that it seemed of no value at all. There was my pony, and Don and Skurry, the dogs, and the river and my boat, and the fellows who used to come and spend weeks with me school fellows who always told me what a lucky chap I was; and perhaps it was as well, for I did not understand it then, not till the news came of my father's death, and my second summons home. I did not seem to understand it then that I was alone in the world, and that almost the last words my mother said to me would have to be thought out and put to the test... Continue reading book >>

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