Nic Revel - A White Slave's Adventures in Alligator Land
Fenn George Manville
English
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Nic Revel; A White Slave's Adventures in Alligator Land, by George
Manville Fenn.
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Nic Revel is brought up on a small landed estate in Devon. The date is
somewhere in the middle of the nineteenth century. There is a very good
salmon pool on the estate, but it is often used by poachers, which
greatly annoys the Revel family. Eventually they have a great fight
there, in which they had arranged to be supported by men from a vessel
of the Royal Navy.
Nic is wounded and is mistaken for a poacher by the naval party, who
press-gang the poachers. When they reach America, Nic is still hardly
conscious, and not capable of much work. All the less able poachers are
then sold by the ship to an American slave dealer, who sells them to a
settler who lives a long way up a river.
After a journey to the farm they find that they are given very hard work
to do, and not fed very well. And of course Nic and one of the
poachers, who has become a good friend of his, want to get back to
Devon. After many trials and tribulations they eventually escape.
George Manville Fenn is a master of suspense, and this book is a very
good example of his work.
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NIC REVEL; A WHITE SLAVE'S ADVENTURES IN ALLIGATOR LAND, BY GEORGE
MANVILLE FENN.
CHAPTER ONE.
CAPTAIN REVEL IS CROSS.
"Late again, Nic," said Captain Revel.
"Very sorry, father."
"Yes, you always are `very sorry,' sir. I never saw such a fellow to
sleep. Why, when I was a lad of your age--let's see, you're just
eighteen."
"Yes, father, and very hungry," said the young man, with a laugh and a
glance at the breakfast-table.
"Always are very hungry. Why, when I was a lad of your age I didn't
lead such an easy-going life as you do. You're spoiled, Nic, by an
indulgent father.--Here, help me to some of that ham.--Had to keep my
watch and turn up on deck at all hours; glad to eat weavilly biscuit.--
Give me that brown bit.--Ah, I ought to have sent you to sea. Made a
man of you. Heard the thunder, of course?"
"No, father. Was there a storm?"
"Storm--yes. Lightning as we used to have it in the East Indies, and
the rain came down like a waterspout."
"I didn't hear anything of it, father."
"No; you'd sleep through an earthquake, or a shipwreck, or--Why, I say,
Nic, you'll soon have a beard."
"Oh, nonsense, father! Shall I cut you some bread?"
"But you will," said the Captain, chuckling. "My word, how time goes!
Only the other day you were an ugly little pup of a fellow, and I used
to wipe your nose; and now you're as big as I am--I mean as tall."
"Yes; I'm not so stout, father," said Nic, laughing.
"None of your impudence, sir," said the heavy old sea-captain, frowning.
"If you had been as much knocked about as I have, you might have been
as stout."
Nic Revel could not see the common-sense of the remark, but he said
nothing, and went on with his breakfast, glancing from time to time
through the window at the glittering sea beyond the flagstaff, planted
on the cliff which ran down perpendicularly to the little river that
washed its base while flowing on towards the sea a mile lower down.
"Couldn't sleep a bit," said Captain Revel. "But I felt it coming all
yesterday afternoon. Was I--er--a bit irritable?"
"Um--er--well, just a little, father," said Nic dryly.
"Humph! and that means I was like a bear--eh, sir?"
"I did not say so, father."
"No, sir; but you meant it. Well, enough to make me," cried the
Captain, flushing. "I will not have it. I'll have half-a-dozen more
watchers, and put a stop to their tricks. The land's mine, and the
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