The Adventures of Don Lavington - Nolens Volens
Fenn George Manville
English
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The Adventures of Don Lavington, by George Manville Fenn.
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Lindon, known as Don, is a boy in his late teens who has left school,
and who lives with his mother and uncle Josiah, his father being dead,
and works as a clerk in the office, the business being sugar and tobacco
importation, in Bristol, England, which he does not much like.
One day some money is missing from the office. It's pretty obvious who
the thief is, but Uncle Josiah continues to accuse Don. Another worker
has a row with his new young wife, and Don and he (Jem) decide to go
away for a bit, both feeling rather ill-used. Unfortunately they are
taken that night by the press-gang, and after some attempts to get away,
they sail away to New Zealand. Here they manage to escape from the
ship, though the search for them is keen. They fall in with some
Maoris, among whom lives an Englishman, who is actually an escaped
convict, but a good chap nonetheless. They assist the Maoris in their
own battles against other tribes.
The scene turns to some English settlers. They become friendly with our
heroes. A Maori tribe attacks then, having been set up to do so by
three villains, who have also escaped from the convict settlement at
Norfolk Island. They hold their own, but there is a timely intervention
by the police. One of the three villains turn out to have been the man
who actually stole the money from Uncle Josiah's office. From this point
things begin to turn out for the better, and the two heroes return to
England, and all is forgiven. NH
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THE ADVENTURES OF DON LAVINGTON, BY GEORGE MANVILLE FENN.
CHAPTER ONE.
FOUR FOLK O' BRISTOL CITY.
"Mind your head! Crikey! That was near, 'nother inch, and you'd ha'
crushed him like an eggshell."
"Well, you told me to lower down."
"No, I didn't, stupid."
"Yes, you did."
"No, I didn't. You're half tipsy, or half asleep, or--"
"There, there, hold your tongue, Jem. I'm not hurt, and Mike thought
you said lower away. That's enough."
"No, it arn't enough, Mas' Don. Your uncle said I was to soop'rintend,
and a nice row there'd ha' been when he come back if you hadn't had any
head left."
"Wouldn't have mattered much, Jem. Nobody would have cared."
"Nobody would ha' cared? Come, I like that. What would your mother ha'
said to me when I carried you home, and told her your head had been
scrunched off by a sugar-cask?"
"You're right, Mas' Don. Nobody wouldn't ha' cared. You aren't wanted
here. Why don't you strike for liberty, my lad, and go and make your
fortun' in furren parts?"
"Same as you have, Mike Bannock? Now just you look ye here. If ever I
hears you trying to make Master Don unsettled again, and setting him
agen his work, I tells Mr Chris'mas, and no begging won't get you back
on again. Fortun' indeed! Why, you ragged, penny-hunting, lazy,
drunken rub-shoulder, you ought to be ashamed of yourself!"
"And I arn't a bit, Jem Wimble, not a bit. Never you mind him, Master
Don, you strike for freedom. Make your uncle give you your father's
money, and then off you goes like a man to see life."
"Now lookye here," cried the sturdy, broad-faced young fellow who had
first spoken, as he picked up a wooden lever used for turning over the
great sugar-hogsheads lying in the yard, and hoisting them into a
trolly, or beneath the crane which raised them into the warehouse.
"Lookye here, Mike Bannock, I never did knock a man down with this here
wooden bar, but if you gets stirring Mas' Don again, has it you do,
right across the back. Spang!"
"Be quiet, Jem, and put the bar down," said Lindon Lavington, a dark,
well set-up lad of seventeen, as he sat upon the head of a
sugar-hogshead with his arms folded, slowly swinging his legs.
"No, I sha'n't put the bar down, Mas' Don. Your uncle left me in charge
of the yard, and--what yer sitting on the sugar-barrel for when there's
a 'bacco hogshead close by? Now just you feel how sticky you are."
Don got off the barrel, and made a face, as he proved with one hand the
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