The Pilots of Pomona: A Story of the Orkney IslandsLeighton, Robert
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The Pilots of Pomona: A Story of the Orkney Islands
Leighton, Robert
Orkney (Scotland) -- Fiction
THE PILOTS OF POMONA
A Story of the Orkney Islands
by
ROBERT LEIGHTON
CONTENTS
Chapter I. In Which I Am Late For School.
Chapter II. Andrew Drever's School
Chapter III. A Half Holiday.
Chapter IV. Sandy Ericson, Pilot.
Chapter V. The Hen Harrier.
Chapter VI. "Better Gear Than Rats."
Chapter VII. What The Shingle Revealed.
Chapter VIII. Dividing The Spoil.
Chapter IX. Captain Gordon.
Chapter X. The Dominie Explains.
Chapter XI. My Sister Jessie.
Chapter XII. A Tragedy And A Transportation.
Chapter XIII. In Which I Receive A Present.
Chapter XIV. Thora.
Chapter XV. In Which The Viking's Amulet Is Proved.
Chapter XVI. Wherein I Go A-Fishing.
Chapter XVII. How The Golden Rule Was Kept.
Chapter XVIII. The Wreck Of The "Undine."
Chapter XIX. Tom Kinlay's Bargain.
Chapter XX. The Opposition Boat.
Chapter XXI. The Rescue.
Chapter XXII. After The Accident.
Chapter XXIII. Gray's Inn.
Chapter XXIV. Carver Kinlay's Success.
Chapter XXV. A Family Removal.
Chapter XXVI. A Subterranean Adventure.
Chapter XXVII. A Family Misfortune.
Chapter XXVIII. Captain Flett Of The "Falcon."
Chapter XXIX. In Which The "Falcon" Sets Sail.
Chapter XXX. An Orcadian Voyage.
Chapter XXXI. An Arctic Waif.
Chapter XXXII. The Last Of The "Pilgrim."
Chapter XXXIII. The Light In The Gaulton Cave.
Chapter XXXIV. Colin Lothian Makes An Accusation.
Chapter XXXV. A Search And A Discovery.
Chapter XXXVI. Trapped In The Cave.
Chapter XXXVII. In Which I Am Put Under Arrest.
Chapter XXXVIII. Accused Of Murder.
Chapter XXXIX. An Unprofessional Inquiry.
Chapter XL. Ephraim Quendale.
Chapter XLI. The Last Of The Kinlays.
Chapter XLII. A Choice Among Three.
Chapter XLIII. Thora's Answer.
Notes.
Chapter I. In Which I Am Late For School.
On a certain bright morning in the month of May, 1843, the little
port of Stromness wore an aspect of unwonted commotion. The great
whaling fleet that every year sailed from this place for the
Greenland fisheries was busily preparing for sea. The sun was
shining over the brown hills of Orphir, and casting a golden sheen
over the calm bay. Out beyond the Holms the whaling ships lay at
anchor, the Blue Peter flying at each forepeak, and between them
and the town many boats were passing to and fro.
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