By Andrew Motion
A rip-roaring sequel to Treasure Island—Robert Louis Stevenson’s cherished classic—about younger pals and their high-seas experience with harmful pirates and long-lost treasure.
it really is virtually 40 years after the occasions of Robert Louis Stevenson's Treasure Island: Jim Hawkins now runs an resort referred to as the Hispaniola at the English coast together with his son, Jim, and lengthy John Silver has lower back to England to reside in obscurity together with his daughter, Natty. Their lives are quiet and unremarkable; their adventures have doubtless ended.
yet for Jim and Natty, the journey is simply starting. One evening, Natty ways younger Jim with a proposition: go back to Treasure Island and locate the rest treasure that their fathers left at the back of such a lot of years earlier than. As Jim and Natty set sail of their fathers' footsteps, they fast study that this trip aren't easy. instantly, they arrive up opposed to murderous pirates, long-held grudges, and greed and deception lurking in each nook. And once they arrive on Treasure Island, they locate negative scenes looking forward to them—difficulties which require all their wit in addition to their courage. Nor does the journey finish there, when you consider that they need to sail homeward again...
Andrew Motion’s sequel—rollicking, heartfelt, and completely brilliant—would make Robert Louis Stevenson proud.
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My prayers turned around just like the rook, which flew back and forth whereas the waters coated the earth, and will no longer discover a position to settle. Superstitious readers will have already got speculated that our higher growth were allowed via the loss of life of fingers. Like Jonah (I am now remembering a special a part of scripture), he looked as if it would were answerable for our becalming. but as i ended those orisons to my father, stable experience persuaded me that no guy, even though malevolent, may perhaps declare this type of nice regulate over nature. while I grew to become to stand the midships back, and checked out the staff, i spotted an identical stubbornness in them to boot. they could became extra good of our state of affairs, yet they have been additionally extra galvanized. there has been a brand new eagerness within the paintings of surroundings sails, and a brand new decision in Captain Beamish. certainly, from this element onward the captain was once seldom clear of his position on the wheel. The map he saved with him continually, tucked inside of its satchel and hidden inside of his topcoat. i used to be content material with such an association, for the reason that i used to be certain that no matter what risks we'd come across, they wouldn't start with him. Nor did I count on them to come back from the ocean. even if the blow that carried us ahead did occasionally assemble power and threaten to develop into a typhoon, for the main half we felt an identical type of light strain baby is familiar with whilst a parent’s hand pushes among his shoulder blades and encourages him towards his aim. We pranced during the waves—and as we prolonged our trip south and west, the chilly skies of the outdated international steadily rolled away in the back of us, and have been changed via a intensity of blueness and of heat that I had by no means skilled in my lifestyles sooner than. In my very own opinion, we had entered a universe of wonders. one of the herring gulls and black backs that sometimes seemed overhead, and have been conventional from domestic, i started to note extra notable types of poultry, that have been basically identified to me from books. On one party, an albatross hooked up itself to us for a number of hours, placing off our starboard facet and retaining velocity with only a few and straightforward strokes of its huge, immense wings; simply because we remembered the tale that those birds are the souls of sailors who've drowned, we watched it with a depression reverence, and have been nearly happy while it deserted us. On different days magnificent sorts of tern appeared—some very small and fast, others as huge as gannets. more and more I observed birds whose names i didn't recognize at all—one (pure white, with a speckled breast like a thrush) had the peculiar behavior of leaving its lengthy eco-friendly legs trailing in the back of it because it flew, in order that while it made passes over the deck of the Nightingale, a few shipmates might bounce up and try and capture them, announcing they'd be consuming good quickly. the ocean was once much more remarkably filled with novelties. by means of evening, while the moon became the waves right into a bolt of velvet that ridged and collapsed in nearly whole silence, we spotted what looked to be chains of light—like water changed into fire—decorating the hollows as we lower via them.