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William Clark Russell (1844 -1911) was an English writer best known for his nautical novels. He wrote short stories, press articles, historical essays, biographies and a book of verse, but was known best for his novels, most of which were about life at sea. The Wreck of the Grosvenor was the most popular mid-Victorian melodrama of adventure and heroism at sea. Russell wrote a total of 57 novels. In this book: The Wreck of the Grosvenor The Frozen Pirate My Danish Sweetheart A Marriage at Sea
In "A Tale of Two Tunnels," William Clark Russell masterfully intertwines themes of adventure, human endurance, and the complexities of progress within the backdrop of the burgeoning Victorian railway system. The narrative unfolds through the lives of characters who embody the spirit of the age'Äîambitious, industrious, yet often na√Øve to the perilous nature of their pursuits. Russell's vivid prose captures the clang of iron and the rush of steam, evoking both the excitement and the trepidation felt by many as they navigated an era characterized by unprecedented technological advancement. This novel, rich with detailed descriptions and authentic dialogue, serves as an exploration of th...
William Clark Russell wrote more than forty nautical novels. Immensely popular in their time, his works were admired by contemporary writers, such as Conan Doyle, Stevenson and Meredith, while Swinburne, considered him 'the greatest master of the sea, living or dead'. Based on extensive archival research, Nash explores this remarkable career.
William Clark Russell wrote more than forty nautical novels. Immensely popular in their time, his works were admired by contemporary writers, such as Conan Doyle, Stevenson and Meredith, while Swinburne, considered him 'the greatest master of the sea, living or dead'. Based on extensive archival research, Nash explores this remarkable career.
Excerpt: "My dandy-rigged yacht, the Spitfire, of twenty-six tons, lay in Boulogne harbour, hidden in the deep shadow of the wall against which she floated. It was a breathless night, dark despite the wide spread of cloudless sky that was brilliant with stars. It was hard upon the hour of midnight, and low down where we lay we heard but dimly such sounds of life as was still abroad in the Boulogne streets. Ahead of us loomed the shadow of a double-funnelled steamer—an inky dye of scarcely determinable proportions upon the black and silent waters of the harbour. The Capécure pier made a faint, phantom-like line of gloom as it ran seawards on our left, with here and there a lump of shadow denoting some collier fast to the skeleton timbers. The stillness was impressive; from the sands came a dull and distant moan of surf; the dim strains of a concertina threaded the hush which seemed to dwell like something material upon the black, vague shape of a large brig almost directly abreast of us. We were waiting for the hour of midnight to strike and our ears were strained. "What noise is that?" I exclaimed."
In "The Death Ship," William Clark Russell presents a gripping maritime tale that delves into the perils of the sea and the psychological struggles of those who navigate it. Written in a vivid, descriptive style characteristic of Victorian nautical fiction, the narrative intricately weaves elements of adventure, suspense, and tragedy. Russell's meticulous attention to detail captures the essence of life at sea, while his exploration of themes such as despair, mortality, and the strength of the human spirit contextualizes the book within the broader literary tradition of 19th-century seafaring stories, inviting readers to reflect on the existential challenges faced by mariners. William Clark ...
Excerpt: "These stories and sketches originally appeared in The Daily Telegraph. No further preface to them is needed than this statement; for the title under which they are collected will fitly express their character, if the reader can imagine himself one of an audience, in a cold Dog Watch, listening to the yarns of a man who has planted himself in the galley, where he delivers his memories and notions to the little company who have gathered round to listen."
Reproduction of the original: An Ocean Tragedy by W. Clark Russell
This story belongs to the year 1837, and was regarded by the generations of that and a succeeding time as the most miraculous of all the recorded deliverances from death at sea. It may be told thus: Mr. Montagu Vanderholt sat at breakfast with his daughter Violet one morning in September. Vanderholt's house was one of a fine terrace close to Hyde Park. He was a rich man, a retired Cape merchant, and his life had been as chequered as Trelawney's, with nothing of romance and nothing of imagination in it. He was the son of honest parents, of Dutch extraction, and had run away to sea when about twelve years old. Nothing under the serious heavens was harsher, more charged with misery, suffering, ...
Excerpt: "In the year 1851 there dwelt on the banks of the river Thames a retired tailor, whom I will call John Sloper, out of regard to the feelings of his posterity, if such there be. This man had for many years carried on a flourishing trade in the east end of London. Having got together as much money as he might suppose would supply his daily needs, he built himself a villa near the pleasant little town of Erith. His house overlooked the water; in front of it sloped a considerable piece of garden ground. Mr. Sloper showed good sense and good taste in building himself a little home on the banks of the Thames. All day long he was able, if he pleased, to entertain himself with the sight of ...