Mufti is an odd book, but a revealing one. Having made a reputation during the war with stories that portrayed the conflict in a tough-minded way (a tough-mindedness that was often taken for realism) Sapper bravely took on the task of writing a condition-of-England novel, set during the last three months of the War, and trying to make sense of the coming post-war world.
In a town called Poperinghe, during the height of the German offensive in May 1918, quartermaster-sergeant, Derek Vane, watches with mixed feelings as a pilot and his observer are shot down. What is there left for this ghost town, ravaged by war and utterly devastated? This penetrating story, which takes us through to the end of the war and charts the diverse experiences of soldiers and their loved ones, was written by a man who experienced it all.
This collection of short stories are generally written from the point of view of British Army officers during the First World War.
The story lines are conventional, sentimental and often propelled by improbable coincidences, much like the style of O. Henry. As a circa 1916 wartime collection the Germans are uniformly found to be ‘villainous Hun.’ A great value of the book is the insight the stories provide into life in the fighting trenches and how the brutality of trench warfare affects the characters. McNeile, a serving officer on the Western Front, takes great patience to explain this to the presumably unknowledgeable reader. After the war McNeile became a best-selling author, writing the melodramatic Bulldog Drummond series of novels and plays.
This is a collection of sea stories about our coast lines of the USA.
This book was originally published in 1896 by Dodd & Mead. It has several authors. Crockett’s story is : The Smugglers of the Clone- Harold Frederic- There is Sorrow on the Sea.- Gilbert Parker- The Path of Murtogh. W. Clark Russell- The Roll-Call of the Deep. Q- That There Mason.
A novel concerned with stamp-collecting, written for serialisation in a Stanley Gibbons magazine.
This was a good while ago, you know, before many people made collections of stamps, and when the boy who collected crests or hair-oil bottle capsules was thought just as much of a scientist as Phillips—or even Me and Myn.
But now I must tell you who we are, Myn and I. We called ourselves “Me and Myn,” because— well, I won’t tell you that just yet, but it wasn’t because we couldn’t speak grammatically. For Myn took the first prize in Grammar in the Sixth at Old Currycomb’s, which would have been mine if I hadn’t let her. I got second, though.
A Story of the Days of Cromwell.
Story of the dogs wo war between the Cavalier and the Roundheads in England.
Crockett’s last story. A rip-roaring tale of the days of the great Oliver— days when the dogs of war were let loose in English meadows, when the unbeatable Ironsides invoked the spirit of the God of battles, and “the gallant of England struck home for the King.” Crockett draws a splendid portrait of Cromwell, and depicts the stirring scenes of the struggle between Cavalier and Roundhead, with all the skill of an experienced and accomplished literary craftsman.
Portions of this story appeared in “ The Woman at Home” under the title of “ The Woman of Fortune ”
The author was a well-known writer of the ”Kailyard” style in his day.
IT was an off day, yet Keith Harford was awake betimes in the tiny hostel on the Wengern Alp, held (as the sign stated plainly) against all comers by Johann Jossi. Keith awoke because he missed something. He turned restlessly in the little Swiss bed of five foot six inches in extreme length, over the terminal bar of which his feet projected like the “trams” of a wheelbarrow. The young man was wakeful from unaccustomed comfort. He had indeed taken his knapsack to bed with him, which, in addition to a spirit lamp and appurtenances, contained a camera built with knobs and acute angles particularly inimical to luxury. He had also entrenched himself behind half a dozen books and a field-glass covered in rusty leather.
“Witnessed to be a True Tale, so far as man may write, the Eve of Malplaquet of the year 1724, in our House of Raith.”
M. R. F. R.
Fiction by the Scottish author of “The Banner of Blue” and other novels, this one set at opening in the Meuse Valley. A captain is recalling his youth to his aide.