A masterful tale of ''buccaneers and buried gold''. First published in the children's magazine Young Folks, and considered a coming of age story, it is an. Treasure Island. Robert Louis Stevenson. Illustrated by Louis Rhead. This web edition published by [email protected] Last updated Wednesday, December 17 . Chapter-indexed Hypertext, E-Text for Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson.
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I thought a rollicking pirate adventure, illustrated by N.
Wyeth, might be fun. This poor replica is anything but fun Please see photos. On top of this my copy was bent and sticky, go figure packing crew. Blythe Top Contributor: Excellent book; terrible quality edition that isn't at all as described. The cover is such a terrible quality copy it's clearly pixellated attaching photo.
The formatting inside is awful - hard to distinguish where new paragraphs start, spacing is all over the place. The editorial reviews quoted on the product listing refer to "easily accessible, bottom-of-the-page notes provide outstanding illumination of the text s literary and historical contexts, particularly biblical and nautical references that might otherwise elude modern readers.
No other edition provides a better insight into the sometimes murky compositional processes behind this classic work of fiction. Another editorial review states "Sutherland finishes the edition with a series of puzzles and conundrums raised by the story; these are bound to stimulate discussion in a seminar setting. I could produce a better quality edition of this book by self-publishing. Will be returning this book ASAP.
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Another Floyd Top Contributor: Kindle Edition Verified download. I decided it was time to give the book a second look. I enjoyed it. Of course, Jim sure had a lot of good luck, to make it through the entire mis adventure. Some of that luck, and a few actions of characters, were far-fetched enough that I can not award a full five stars for this literary classic.
I remembered little of this story, from my earlier read. The old style language would have been pretty difficult for a typical, young baby boomer -- and, I expect I had gone through some segments with only a general idea of what was happening. Perhaps my book had had a bit of glossary, as another recent reader recalled from his childhood reading. It would be a good book to read along with a young person, to explain terms and quaint language, and to look up items, together. As a viewer of Black Sails, I noted that three of the characters in the series were lifted from Treasure Island, as a bit of Googling confirmed that, indeed, they are fictional: The book does NOT contain the final pages of the novel, ending abruptly on p.
The text itself has a several printing errors, and the few attempts at notes, usually definitions of terms, are interspersed with the text of the story and are infrequently marked with asterisks. The poor printing quality detracts from the story even before the missing ending. That said, the story is highly entertaining, the plot moves along reasonably well, and Stevenson does an excellent job of transporting the reader to Scotland's highlands in the midth Century. Treasure Island was written years ago and it remains one of the great adventure tales of all time.
I originally read it when I was about ten years old and, fifty years later, I recently re-read it in the Kindle edition. The fact that the book brings as much pleasure now as it did then is an indication of how good it really is.
Stevenson truly hit the ball out of the park with this one. Much has been remarked in many of these critiques about the outdated language Stevenson used. In that regard, I have to say that the Kindle edition that I downloaded lacks one thing that was included in my old printed edition, which was published by MacMillan way back in The old edition has a set of notes following the text, explaining a lot of the nautical terms and old-fashioned jargon.
It even includes the complete lyrics to "A Bottle of Rum". I never found those notes necessary but they might prove useful to some of the younger readers, to whom such language might be unfamiliar. Personally, I think the language is part of what has given this tale it's lasting appeal. In addition, I don't know whether 18th Century pirates really spoke the way Stevenson has them speak in Treasure Island, but there is no doubt that it is the way they will forever be remembered, " See all 3, reviews.
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Not Enabled Word Wise: Enabled Lending: Not Enabled Enhanced Typesetting: site Music Stream millions of songs. I remember him as if it were yesterday, as he came plodding to the inn door, his sea-chest following behind him in a hand-barrow—a tall, strong, heavy, nut-brown man, his tarry pigtail falling over the shoulder of his soiled blue coat, his hands ragged and scarred, with black, broken nails, and the sabre cut across one cheek, a dirty, livid white.
I remember him looking round the cover and whistling to himself as he did so, and then breaking out in that old sea-song that he sang so often afterwards: Then he rapped on the door with a bit of stick like a handspike that he carried, and when my father appeared, called roughly for a glass of rum.
This, when it was brought to him, he drank slowly, like a connoisseur, lingering on the taste and still looking about him at the cliffs and up at our signboard. Much company, mate? Here you, matey," he cried to the man who trundled the barrow; "bring up alongside and help up my chest.
I'll stay here a bit," he continued. What you mought call me? You mought call me captain. Oh, I see what you're at—there"; and he threw down three or four gold pieces on the threshold.
And indeed bad as his clothes were and coarsely as he spoke, he had none of the appearance of a man who sailed before the mast, but seemed like a mate or skipper accustomed to be obeyed or to strike. The man who came with the barrow told us the mail had set him down the morning before at the Royal George, that he had inquired what inns there were along the coast, and hearing ours well spoken of, I suppose, and described as lonely, had chosen it from the others for his place of residence.
And that was all we could learn of our guest. He was a very silent man by custom. All day he hung round the cove or upon the cliffs with a brass telescope; all evening he sat in a corner of the parlour next the fire and drank rum and water very strong. Mostly he would not speak when spoken to, only look up sudden and fierce and blow through his nose like a fog-horn; and we and the people who came about our house soon learned to let him be.
Every day when he came back from his stroll he would ask if any seafaring men had gone by along the road. At first we thought it was the want of company of his own kind that made him ask this question, but at last we began to see he was desirous to avoid them.
When a seaman did put up at the Admiral Benbow as now and then some did, making by the coast road for Bristol he would look in at him through the curtained door before he entered the parlour; and he was always sure to be as silent as a mouse when any such was present. For me, at least, there was no secret about the matter, for I was, in a way, a sharer in his alarms. He had taken me aside one day and promised me a silver fourpenny on the first of every month if I would only keep my "weather-eye open for a seafaring man with one leg" and let him know the moment he appeared.
Often enough when the first of the month came round and I applied to him for my wage, he would only blow through his nose at me and stare me down, but before the week was out he was sure to think better of it, bring me my four-penny piece, and repeat his orders to look out for "the seafaring man with one leg.