The Great Captain: A Story of the Days of Sir Walter Raleigh — John Shaqi
The Great Captain: A Story of the Days of Sir Walter RaleighTynan, Katharine
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The Great Captain: A Story of the Days of Sir Walter Raleigh
Tynan, Katharine
Raleigh, Walter, Sir, 1552?-1618 -- Fiction
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_THE GREAT CAPTAIN._
_A STORY OF THE DAYS OF SIR WALTER RALEIGH._
BY
KATHARINE TYNAN HINKSON,
_Author of “The Golden Lily,” “The Queen’s Page,” “Her Father’s
Daughter,” etc._
_New York, Cincinnati, Chicago_:
BENZIGER BROTHERS,
_Publishers of Benziger’s Magazine_
Copyright, 1902, by _Benziger Brothers_.
Printed in the United States of America
[Illustration: _“While I stood stammering and staring a lean finger was
pointed at me.” (See page 24.)_]
CONTENTS.
· I.—Of Myself, that Great Captain Sir Walter Raleigh, and how I
became his Leal Man ............................................ 7
· II.—The Apparition of the Monk ................................. 21
· III.—Of My Secret, the Lord Boyle, and Other Matters ........... 37
· IV.—The Dead Hand .............................................. 52
· V.—Of a Strait Place and a Quiet Time .......................... 67
· VI.—The Treasure-ship .......................................... 83
· VII.—Our Last Years Together ................................... 99
· VIII.—An Unravelled Thread ..................................... 113
CHAPTER I.—OF MYSELF, THAT GREAT CAPTAIN SIR WALTER RALEIGH, AND OF HOW
I BECAME HIS LEAL MAN.
I never knew my father and mother, having been born into a time like
that of the great desolation foretold by the Scriptures. They were the
days of what I have heard called the Rebellion of the Desmonds, when
that great league was made against the power of Eliza, the English
Queen, by the Irish princes, which went down in a red sunset of death
and blood. Indeed I myself had starved, like other innocents, on the
breasts of their dead mothers, had it not been for the pity of him I
must ever regard as the greatest of Englishmen, albeit no friend, but
rather the spoiler, of those of my blood and faith.
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