Some of his books were quite short, little over 100 pages. These books formed a series intended for the children of poorer parents, having less pocket-money. These books are particularly well-written and researched, because he wanted that readership to get the very best possible for their money. They were published as six series, three books in each series. One of these series is "On the Coast", which includes "Saved by the Lifeboat". Re-created as an e-Text by Nick Hodson, July 2003. ________________________________________________________________________ THE MIDDY AND THE MOORS, AN ALGERINE TALE OF PIRACY AND SLAVERY, BY R.M. BALLANTYNE. CHAPTER ONE. AN ALGERINE STORY. THE HERO IS BLOWN AWAY, CAPTURED, CRUSHED, COMFORTED, AND ASTONISHED. One beautiful summer night, about the beginning of the present century, a young naval officer entered the public drawing-room of a hotel at Nice, and glanced round as if in search of some one. Many people were assembled there--some in robust, others in delicate, health, many in that condition which rendered it doubtful to which class they belonged, but all engaged in the quiet buzz of conversation which, in such a place, is apt to set in after dinner. The young Englishman, for such he evidently was, soon observed an elderly lady beckoning to him at the other end of the _salon_, and was quickly seated between her and a fragile girl whose hand he gently took hold of. "Mother," he said, to the elderly lady, "I'm going to have a row on the Mediterranean. The night is splendid, the air balmy, the stars gorgeous." "Now, George," interrupted the girl, with a little smile, "don't be flowery. We know all about that." "Too bad," returned the youth; "I never rise to poetry in your presence, Minnie, without being snubbed. But you cannot cure me. Romance is too deeply ingrained in my soul. Poetry flows from me like--like anything! I am a midshipman in the British Navy, a position which affords scope for the wildest enthusiasm, and--and--I'll astonish you yet, see if I don't." "I am sure you will, dear boy," said his mother; and she believed that he would! "Of course you will," added his sister; and she at least hoped that he would. To say truth, there was nothing about the youth--as regards appearance or character--which rendered either the assurance or the hope unwarrantable. He was not tall, but he was strong and active. He was not exactly handsome, but he was possessed of a genial, hearty disposition, a playful spirit, and an earnest soul; also a modestly reckless nature which was quite captivating. "You won't be anxious about me, mother, if I don't return till pretty late," he said, rising. "I want a good long, refreshing pull, but I'll be back in time to say good-night to you, Minnie, before you go to sleep." "Your leave expires on Thursday, mind," said his sister; "we cannot spare you long."