Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England Amos Huntingdon By Reverend T.P. Wilson ________________________________________________________________________ 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 ________________________________________________________________________ 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 the ears of the inmates of Flixworth Manor. In a few moments all was bustle and excitement--lights flashing; feet hurrying; voices shouting; and then a rush for the scene of danger and trouble. Outside the grounds in which the Manor-house stood were extensive grass lands on either side of the public road. In the field nearest to the drive-gate, and on the left as you entered it, was a deep and precipitous chalk-pit, now disused. This pit was some little distance from the road itself, and was not noticeable by persons unacquainted with the locality. It had been there no one knew how long, and was a favourite resort of adventurous children, a footpath to the village passing not far from its edge. Towards this chalk-pit the startled party of rescue from the house hurried with one consent, several of them carrying lanterns or extemporised torches.