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The Coral Island: A Tale of the Pacific Ocean
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2018908The Coral Island: A Tale of the Pacific Oceanhttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/the-coral-island-a-tale-of-the-pacific-ocean-7/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/266420/18c71316-f99d-4403-8e9a-50fc174b8b02.jpg?v=6383340258206300006161MXNCapuchino BookInStock/Ebooks/1977562The Coral Island: A Tale of the Pacific Ocean6161https://www.gandhi.com.mx/the-coral-island-a-tale-of-the-pacific-ocean-7/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/266420/18c71316-f99d-4403-8e9a-50fc174b8b02.jpg?v=638334025820630000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20191230003089057_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_<p><strong>The Coral Island: A Tale of the Pacific Ocean;</strong></p><p>-Included TOC for Reader.</p><p>-This sample in ebook.</p><p>The beginningMy early life and characterI thirst for adventure in foreign lands and go to sea.</p><p>Roving has always been, and still is, my ruling passion, the joy of my heart, the very sunshine of my existence. In childhood, in boyhood, and in mans estate, I have been a rover; not a mere rambler among the woody glens and upon the hill-tops of my own native land, but an enthusiastic rover throughout the length and breadth of the wide wide world.</p><p>It was a wild, black night of howling storm, the night in which I was born on the foaming bosom of the broad Atlantic Ocean. My father was a sea-captain; my grandfather was a sea-captain; my great-grandfather had been a marine. Nobody could tell positively what occupation his father had followed; but my dear mother used to assert that he had been a midshipman, whose grandfather, on the mothers side, had been an admiral in the royal navy. At anyrate we knew that, as far back as our family could be traced, it had been intimately connected with the great watery waste. Indeed this was the case on both sides of the house; for my mother always went to sea with my father on his long voyages, and so spent the greater part of her life upon the water.</p><p>Thus it was, I suppose, that I came to inherit a roving disposition. Soon after I was born, my father, being old, retired from a seafaring life, purchased a small cottage in a fishing village on the west coast of England, and settled down to spend the evening of his life on the shores of that sea which had for so many years been his home. It was not long after this that I began to show the roving spirit that dwelt within me. For some time past my infant legs had been gaining strength, so that I came to be dissatisfied with rubbing the skin off my chubby knees by walking on them, and made many attempts to stand up and walk like a man; all of which attempts, however, resulted in my sitting down violently and in sudden surprise. One day I took advantage of my dear mothers absence to make another effort; and, to my joy, I actually succeeded in reaching the doorstep, over which I tumbled into a pool of muddy water that lay before my fathers cottage door. Ah, how vividly I remember the horror of my poor mother when she found me sweltering in the mud amongst a group of cackling ducks, and the tenderness with which she stripped off my dripping clothes and washed my dirty little body! From this time forth my rambles became more frequent, and, as I grew older, more distant, until at last I had wandered far and near on the shore and in the woods around our humble dwelling, and did not rest content until my father bound me apprentice to a coasting vessel, and let me go to sea.</p>...1230003089057_Capuchino Booklibro_electonico_9046e38d-be34-32fc-9bd9-9c4d7d851845_1230003089057;1230003089057_1230003089057R. M.InglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/43f5d69e-93ea-4783-8f79-78c68cc2c251-epub-ee4d2419-cd26-455c-b7d6-233026f4765b.epub2019-02-17T00:00:00+00:00Capuchino Book