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Petherick Release Date: May 9, 2007 [EBook #21405] Language: English Character set encoding: ASCII *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LOSS OF THE ROYAL GEORGE *** Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England The Loss of the Royal George, by W.H.G.
Kingston. ________________________________________________________________________ A beautifully written but short little book.
The actual loss of the Royal George occurs in a few paragraphs in chapter four, but the whole of the rest of the book concerns a small child who had been brought on board the vessel by a lady presumed to be his aunt.
The child survives the accident, but the lady he was with was drowned.
The child was rescued, and was brought up by a crew-member, having a good career in the Royal Navy.
In the last chapter his true parentage is discovered, and all is made well. ________________________________________________________________________ THE LOSS OF THE ROYAL GEORGE, BY W.H.G.
KINGSTON. CHAPTER ONE. My father, Richard Truscott, was boatswain of the _Royal George_, one of the finest ships in the navy.
I lived with mother and several brothers and sisters at Gosport. Father one day said to me, -Ben, you shall come with me, and we’ll make a sailor of you.
Maybe you’ll some day walk the quarter-deck as an officer.- I did not want to go to sea, and I did not care about being an officer; indeed I had never thought about the matter, but I had no choice in it. I was but a very little chap, and liked playing at marbles, or -chuck penny,- in our backyard, better than anything else...

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