The Maid of SkerBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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The Maid of Sker
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Foundlings -- Fiction; Romance fiction; Wales -- Fiction
XXXVI. UNDER FAIRER AUSPICES, 227
XXXVII. TWO POOR CHILDREN, 234
XXXVIII. A FINE OLD GENTLEMAN, 241
XXXIX. NOTICE TO QUIT, 250
XL. FORCIBLE EJECTMENT, 257
XLI. THE RIGHT MAN IN THE RIGHT PLACE, 267
XLII. THE LITTLE MAID AND THE MIDSHIPMAN, 276
XLIII. A FINE PRICE FOR BARDIE, 283
XLIV. PROVIDES FOR EDUCATION, 292
XLV. INTRODUCES A REAL HERO, 298
XLVI. AFTER SEVEN YEARS, 305
XLVII. MISCHIEF IN A HOUSEHOLD, 312
XLVIII. A BREATHLESS DISINTERMENT, 320
XLIX. ONE WHO HAS INTERRED HIMSELF, 327
L. A BRAVE MAN RUNS AWAY, 334
LI. TRIPLE EDUCATION, 341
LII. GREAT MARCH OF INTELLECT, 347
LIII. BEATING UP FOR THE NAVY, 356
LIV. TAMING OF THE SAVAGES, 368
LV. UPON FOREIGN SERVICE, 374
LVI. EXILES OF SOCIETY, 380
LVII. MANY WEAK MOMENTS, 387
LVIII. MORE HASTE, LESS SPEED, 398
LIX. IN A ROCKY BOWER, 403
LX. NELSON AND THE NILE, 411
LXI. A SAVAGE DEED, 415
LXII. A RASH YOUNG CAPTAIN, 421
LXIII. POLLY AT HOME, 430
LXIV. SUSAN QUITE ACQUITS HERSELF, 438
LXV. SO DOES POOR OLD DAVY, 447
LXVI. THE MAID AT LAST IS "DENTIFIED," 453
LXVII. DOG EATS DOG, 458
LXVIII. THE OLD PITCHER AT THE WELL AGAIN, 465
THE MAID OF SKER.
CHAPTER I.
FISHERMAN DAVY A FISH OUT OF WATER.
I am but an ancient fisherman upon the coast of Glamorganshire, with
work enough of my own to do, and trouble enough of my own to heed, in
getting my poor living. Yet no peace there is for me among my friends
and neighbours, unless I will set to and try--as they bid me twice a-day
perhaps--whether I cannot tell the rights of a curious adventure which
it pleased Providence should happen, off and on, amidst us, now for a
good many years, and with many ins and outs to it. They assure me, also,
that all good people who can read and write for ten, or it may be
twenty, miles around the place I live in, will buy my book--if I can
make it--at a higher price, perhaps, per lb., than they would give me
even for sewin, which are the very best fish I catch: and hence
provision may be found for the old age and infirmities, now gaining upon
me, every time I try to go out fishing.
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