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Summary of the Book 'A Young Hero':
George Manville Fenn (January 3 1831 Pimlico - August 26 1909 Isleworth) was a British writer. He worked as a teacher in Lincolnshire until he became printer editor and publisher of various magazines. He had two sons and six daughters with his wife Susanna Leake whom he had married in 1855. He was editor and proprietor of Once a Week from 1873 until its demise in 1879 and then was entirely engaged in writing fiction. Most of his work consists of adventure stories for young readers featuring Explorers Smugglers young Adventurers and Seamen. His adult novels offer critical social commentary on Victorian England especially reconsidering economic questions.
Excerpts from the Book 'A Young Hero':
... drawing out the paper. I see, drawing-soldiers, eh? Phil nodded. Vairy fonnee soldeirs, my boy. I should not know but for this sword. ... ... Father! cried Phil, clinging to him. But I am not going to be caught, nor shot neither, my boy, cried the Captain, raising him on a chair ... ... sharply, you have bad news? Yes-that lad Pierre has gone across the fields towards the town. Where the French soldiers are stationed? ... ... Captain's pursuers. Let's wait here for a few moments to get breath, panted the old man. As he spoke there was the report of a musket, ... ... Oh, yes, I know-General Wolfe, said Phil, eagerly. But, I say, Dr. Martin, shan't we be able to go back to the house-I'm getting so hungry? ... ... meadows broken up by patches of forest. Look here, Phil we want to get away, as your father wishes, from all this terrible war, so we'll put all ... ... that dark fir wood yonder, and the gleam of sunshine on water! Let's get there and rest and bathe our feet and then what do you say to a nap? ... ... man was seated upon a stool. Dr. Martin walked up at once, the man being so intent upon the milking that he did not raise his head till the Doctor spoke, ... ... as well, as he stood looking after her till she was out of sight. Come, boy, said the Doctor, huskily, drink-drink heartily. Let me open the ... ... and patting the little fellow's cheek. Yours? she added, to the Doctor, or are you his grandfather? No he is my little pupil. I am his ... ... she said. There were guns firing, and the fighting has been going on ever since. Quick! Come and eat your breakfast and go. It is not safe for that ... ... hot and weary, the old man suffering as hardly as the boy, they slackened their pace, and once more making for a patch of woodland, rested for a while ... ... in the darkness, on account of the twinkling fires which shone out here and there as if all around them. That night they slept in another pine wood, ... ... are sure they have no despatch upon them? Certain, sir. They have been searched twice. Let them be detained, said the officer, sharply. ... ... turning to the Doctor, for bringing a boy like that amongst all this gunpowder, treason and plot. No, no I don't want to hear you talk. Eat your ... ... and the regular throbbing beat, beat of five hundred marching men went on in regular pulsation, Phil caught sight of an officer riding at the rear ... ... saying good-bye. Phil! sternly. I forgot, cried the boy. Yes. I know. You're going on duty. But you'll not be long, father? ... ... like a soldier's son. Yes, father but when- Phil! I know, father, cried the boy, hastily drawing himself up. Good-bye. ... ... a line of wounded men when one of the doctors came to the door of the tent, saw them and shouted: Here, boys! Water! They trotted ... ... by George Manville Fenn. The Dingo Boys - The Squatters of Wallaby Range is presented here in a high quality kindle edition. This popular classic ...