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A Romance Of Kangaroo Point

Auhtor: Ernest Favenc

Language: english
Published: 1876

Genres:

fiction and literature,  satire,  humor
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Review by Joanna Daneman, December 2010


Rating: (*****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'A Romance Of Kangaroo Point':

A Romance Of Kangaroo Point by Ernest Favenc. o The first Kindle version of A Romance of Kangaroo Point for sale on Amazon. o MY name is Mervington Smythers. I was born in London but have not had the inestimable advantage of in any way profiting by my short residence in that centre of civilisation being only some four years old when my parents landed in Sydney. My father was a gentleman living upon his income as the term goes. I did not then know whence this income was derived I do now. All I knew then was that as far as my mother and I were concerned it seemed a very inadequate sort of income although adapted to keep my father in good clothes hansom cabs the best cigars and private delicacies for his own eating when not dining out anywhere which however was generally the case for being a man endowed with great social talents he was in request at other people s tables-and he always preferred them to his own.

Excerpts from the Book 'A Romance Of Kangaroo Point':


... legend my father used to relate of it having been granted to an ancestor of his for prowess displayed at Chevy Chase. I used to quote as peculiarly appropriate,-. These ...
... place. I had remained, and had risen, in the same department that I had first entered, and considered that my position in Brisbane society was a tolerably ...
... had lost all connection with my past life in Sydney, save the business one of receiving 25 pounds quarterly from Vaughan. I was beginning to think ...
... me in an open cordial manner, if somewhat eccentric. It's frightful weather for the time of year, is it not. You look hot sit down and take ...
... a sickly smile, indicating a flaming placard in a window, setting forth the merits of Amberly's Suffolk Sauce.. My companion looked me in the face ...
... if somewhat careless of appearance, and yet he seemed to have been on a perfectly familiar footing with my uncle. Still what he said was explicit ...
... when we are alone.. * * * * * * * * * * * *. I hear you expect your uncle shortly, said Miss de Boys to me a few days after this. Yes, in a ...
... Conway had taken a room for my uncle in the same hotel where he was stopping, and we sat down to dinner in the private room where I had first met Conway. The ...
... scarcely help looking nervously behind me to see if my uncle was thrusting hand-bills into Mrs. Milton's hand as they brought up the rear. But his manner ...
... in the dining room by a member of that body I groaned in spirit. How triste you are, said she, giving me a playful tap with her fan quite distrait. ...
... an opportunity of presenting him to Mrs. Memphis. Major Milton walked down with him and Conway to the ferry before the last dance and I had the inexpressible ...
... you think so, Miss. turning to Aurelia. I do not understand you, she replied, in a voice like a file. No. Now what I mean is this: A man like ...
... Miss Vane to a seat when Conway appeared. I believe I am to have the pleasure of your hand for the next dance, Miss Vane.. Not so fast, Fred, ...
... up.. But we said No the matter was done with, it was absurd to start it again. I went with my uncle to call on Mrs. Memphis a day or two after ...
... she resumed, in a tone of plaintive melancholy I hail with joy the prospect of release from mundane sorrows. It is for others that I grieve for ...
... and, leaning against a post of an abandoned landing stage, spoke as follows:-. My father and your uncle were friends at school-fast friends. Your ...
... within a short time of each other, and your uncle became possessor of the estate he still enjoys. On receipt of the news he started for England, intending ...
... gain an entrance into society.. But, I said, I could not help it am I not a Mervington Smythers.. My uncle laughed loudly every serious wrinkle ...
... the hand of Miss Vane.. My consent is a trifle it's Miss Vane's consent you want.. But it meets with your approbation-my choice.. I ...
... to a sentimental scene at least. I had an idea of it for some time, but was not sure of it until she told us this afternoon.. She told you. I ...