Arthur Conan Doyles exotic imagination brings you Micah Clarke. This is an adventurous tale about Micah Clarkes experience of war, old friends, treasure and many other adventures. This book is brimming with mystery, action and fun. A page-turner, this work will monopolize your attention to the very end!

Chapter 1 Of Cornet Joseph Clarke of the Ironsides2015-05-04
It may be, my dear grandchildren, that at one time or another I have told you nearly all the incidents which have occurred during my adventurous life. To your father and to your mother, at least, I know that none of them are unfamiliar. Yet when I consider that time wears on, and that a grey head is
Chapter 2 Of my going to school and of my coming thence2015-05-03
With the home influences which I have described, it may be readily imagined that my young mind turned very much upon the subject of religion, the more so as my father and mother took different views upon it. The old Puritan soldier held that the bible alone contained all things essential to salvatio
Chapter 3 Of Two Friends of my Youth2015-05-03
I fear, my children, that you will think that the prologue is over long for the play; but the foundations must be laid before the building is erected, and a statement of this sort is a sorry and a barren thing unless you have a knowledge of the folk concerned. Be patient, then, while I speak to you
Chapter 4 Of the Strange Fish that we Caught at Spithead2015-05-02
One evening in the month of May 1685, about the end of the first week of the month, my friend Reuben Lockarby and I borrowed Ned Marleys pleasure boat, and went a-fishing out of Langston Bay. At that time I was close on one-and-twenty years of age, while my companion was one year younger. A g
Chapter 5 Of the Man with the Drooping Lids2015-05-02
My mother and my father were sitting in their high-backed chairs on either side of the empty fireplac when we arrived, he smoking his evening pipe of Oronooko, and she working at her embroidery. The moment that I opened the door the man whom I had brought stepped briskly in, and bowing to the old pe
Chapter 6 Of the Letter that came from the Lowlands2015-05-01
In the morning I was up betimes, and went forthwith, after the country fashion, to our quests room to see if there was aught in which I could serve him. On pushing at his door, I found that it was fastened, which surprised me the more as I knew that there was neither key nor bolt upon the ins
Chapter 7 Of the Horseman who rode from the West2015-05-01
My father set to work forthwith preparing for our equipment, furnishing Saxon out as well as myself on the most liberal scale, for he was determined that the wealth of his age should be as devoted to the cause as was the strength of his youth. These arrangements had to be carried out with the most e
Chapter 8 Of our Start for the Wars2015-04-30
All along the ridge of Portsdown Hill we had the lights of Portsmouth and of the harbour ships twinkling beneath us on the left, while on the right the Forest of Bere was ablaze with the signal fires which proclaimed the landing of the invader. One great beacon throbbed upon the summit of Butser, wh
Chapter 9 Of a Passage of Arms at the Blue Boar2015-04-30
I had slept several hours when I was suddenly aroused by a prodigious crash, followed by the clash of arms and shrill cries from the lower floor. Springing to my feet I found that the bed upon which my comrade had lain was vacant, and that the door of the apartment was opened. As the uproar still co
Chapter 10 Of our Perilous Adventure on the Plain2015-04-29
We were not half a mile from the town before the roll of kettledrums and the blare of bugles swelling up musically through the darkness announced the arrival of the regiment of horse which our friends at the inn had been expecting. It is as well, perhaps, said Saxon, that we gave
Chapter 11 Of the Lonely Man and the Gold Chest2015-04-29
The strong yellow glare which had attracted us across the moor found its way out through a single narrow slit alongside the door which served the purpose of a rude window. As we advanced towards it the light changed suddenly to red, and that again to green, throwing a ghastly pallor over our faces,
Chapter 12 Of certain Passages upon the Moor2015-04-28
In the morning, after a breakfast furnished by the remains of our supper, we looked to our horses and prepared for our departure. Ere we could mount, however, our kindly host came running out to us with a load of armour in his arms. Come hither, said he, beckoning to Reuben. It i
Chapter 13 Of Sir Gervas Jerome, Knight Banneret of the County of Surrey2015-04-28
The inn was very full of company, being occupied not only by many Government agents and couriers on their way to and from the seat of the rising, but also by all the local gossips, who gathered there to exchange news and consume Dame Hobson the landladys home-brewed. In spite, however, of thi
Chapter 14 Of the Stiff-legged Parson and his Flock2015-04-27
Our road lay through Castle Carey and Somerton, which are small towns lying in the midst of a most beautiful pastoral country, well wooded and watered by many streams. The valleys along the centre of which the road lies are rich and luxuriant, sheltered from the winds by long rolling hills, which ar
Chapter 15 Of our Brush with the King’s Dragoons2015-04-27
Some little distance from us a branch road ran into that along which we and our motley assemblage of companions-inarms were travelling. This road curved down the side of a well-wooded hill, and then over the level for a quarter of a mile or so before opening on the other. Just at the brow of the ris
Chapter 16 Of our Coming to Taunton2015-04-26
The purple shadows of evening had fallen over the countryside, and the sun had sunk behind the distant Quantock and Brendon Hills, as our rude column of rustic infantry plodded through Curry Rivell, Wrantage, and Henlade. At every wayside cottage and red-tiled farmhouse the people swarmed out us we
Chapter 17 Of the Gathering in the Market-square2015-04-26
The fair town in which we now found ourselves was, although Monmouth had not yet reached it, the real centre of the rebellion. It was a prosperous place, with a great woollen and kersey trade, which gave occupation to as many as seven thousand inhabitants. It stood high, therefore, amongst English b
Chapter 18 Of Master Stephen Timewell, Mayor of Taunton2015-04-25
Within the town-hall all was bustle and turmoil. At one side behind a low table covered with green baize sat two scriveners with great rolls of paper in front of them. A long line of citizens passed slowly before them, each in turn putting down a roll or bag of coins which was duly noted by the rece
Chapter 19 Of a Brawl in the Night2015-04-25
Decimus Saxon refused to avail himself of Master Timewells house and table for the reason, as I afterwards learned, that, the Mayor being a firm Presbyterian, he thought it might stand him in ill stead with the Independents and other zealots were he to allow too great an intimacy to spring up
Chapter 20 Of the Muster of the Men of the West2015-04-24
Monmouth was at that time in his thirty-sixth year, and was remarkable for those superficial graces which please the multitude and fit a man to lead in a popular cause. He was young, well-spoken, witty, and skilled in all martial and manly exercises. On his progress in the West he had not thought it
Chapter 21 Of my Hand-grips with the Brandenburger2015-04-24
King Monmouth had called a council meeting for the evening, and summoned Colonel Decimus Saxon to attend it, with whom I went, bearing with me the small package which Sir Jacob Clancing had given over to my keeping. On arriving at the Castle we found that the King had not yet come out from his chamb
Chapter 22 Of the News from Havant2015-04-23
Having given my orders that Covenant should be saddled and bridled by daybreak, I had gone to my room and was preparing for a long nights rest, when Sir Gervas, who slept in the same apartment, came dancing in with a bundle of papers waving over his head. Three guesses, Clarke! h
Chapter 23 Of the Snare on the Weston Road2015-04-23
Just after sunrise I was awoke by one of the Mayors servants, who brought word that the Honourable Master Wade was awaiting me downstairs. Having dressed and descended, I found him seated by the table in the sitting-room with papers and wafer-box, sealing up the missive which I was to carry.
Chapter 24 Of the Welcome that met me at Badminton2015-04-22
When I opened my eyes I had some ado to recall where I was, but on sitting up it was brought home to me by my head striking the low ceiling with a sharp rap. On the other side of the cabin Silas Bolitho was stretched at full length with a red woollen nightcap upon his head, fast asleep and snoring.
Chapter 25 Of Strange Doings in the Boteler Dungeon2015-04-22
Take down this fellows statement, said the Duke to his scrivener. Now, sirrah, it may not be known to you that his gracious Majesty the King hath conferred plenary powers upon me during these troubled times, and that I have his warrant to deal with all traitors without ei
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