Dudley Pope:Ramage and the Freebooters
- Paperback 2011, ISBN: 9780006147480
Hardcover
Garden City, NY: Doubleday, 1951. Book Club (BCE/BOMC) . Hardcover. Good/No Jacket. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" tall. 498 pp. An ex-library copy with a few of the expe… More...
Garden City, NY: Doubleday, 1951. Book Club (BCE/BOMC) . Hardcover. Good/No Jacket. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" tall. 498 pp. An ex-library copy with a few of the expected markings. The binding is tight and square, and the text is clean., Doubleday, 1951, 2.5, Mcbooks Press. Paperback. VERY GOOD. Light rubbing wear to cover, spine and page edges. Very minimal writing or notations in margins not affecting the text. Possible clean ex-library copy, with their stickers and or stamp(s)., Mcbooks Press, 3, HCI. Good. 5.75 x 1.25 x 8.5 inches. Paperback. 2003. 400 pages. Cover worn. Ex-library.<br>All of us, at one time or a nother, find ourselves inexplicably drawn to the sea. For some, i t's a place for reflection or romance. For others, it's the thril l of watching surf crash against a sandy white beach or studying the kaleidoscope of life among a tropical coral reef. This abilit y of the ocean to change our lives, to inspire us and to fascinat e us is what led us to create Chicken Soup for the Ocean Lover's Soul, a collection of stories from around the world that celebrat e the magic of our ocean planet. The sea, from the beginning of time, has inspired great art and amazing stories. Our relationshi p with the ocean lies deep within our consciousness and, in fact, is in each of us. Chicken Soup for the Ocean Lover's Soul has ca ptured some of these great stories to warm your heart and touch y our soul. This book has amazing stories of swimming eye to eye wi th great whales, sharks and manatees, as well as legends of dolph ins saving man. So get ready to dive in with Jack, Mark and Wyla nd, the world's most acclaimed marine-life artist, as they guide you on a journey of discovery and stories that will lift your spi rit and awaken your senses like the healing sea itself. At last, a Chicken Soup for the Soul book for ocean lovers like you! Edit orial Reviews About the Author Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Han sen, #1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors of the C hicken Soup for the Soul series, are professional speakers who ha ve dedicated their lives to enhancing the personal and profession al development of others. Wyland, the world's premier marine-lif e artist. The painter, sculptor, writer, muralist and underwater photographer is one of the most prolific and celebrated artists o f our day. Excerpt. ® Reprinted by permission. All rights reserv ed. The Driftwood Queen My life is like a stroll upon the beach , As near the ocean's edge as I can go. The Fisher's Boy The oce an is, was and always will be a big part of my life. My parents w ere ocean aficionados, and I was introduced to its beauty and ser enity at an early age. I learned to swim before I walked, had a f ishing pole placed in my hands at age two and was taught how to p ilot a small craft by age five-thanks to my father, who allowed m e to assist in rowing home. My fascination with the ocean escala ted as the family spent the summer on the eastern end of Long Isl and on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean. I was an early riser, and by age ten I was permitted to go down to the beach in the mornin g to collect shells on my own. Every day I would dress quickly, g rab my bucket and head for the beach. I would climb the sand dune s that hid the ocean from view and sit quietly at the top and wat ch the waves tumble onto the shore as I ate my breakfast roll. O ne morning I noticed an older, shabbily dressed woman walking alo ng the beach pulling, of all things, a sled. Now and then, she wo uld stop, pick up a piece of driftwood, examine it carefully and either discard it or place it on the sled. I called out to her. Hello, I said. She didn't acknowledge me. As only a child can, I took this as an open invitation to join the search. I looked fo r any driftwood that she had missed and retrieved it for her insp ection. She said nothing, but seemed pleased with my company. Af ter a half-hour, I tapped her on the shoulder, said good-bye and started for home. After telling my parents about my new acquaint ance, my mother explained that I had met, as the town folk called her, The Driftwood Queen, or Queenie for short. Dad said she was a poor soul who lived in a rundown cottage near the bay. The com munity left food packages on her doorstep once a week, and the ch urch collected clothing on her behalf. No one knew her real name, and many stories had circulated about where she had come from an d why she collected the driftwood. Everyone had a different slant on the story, but the exact truth had never surfaced. She had be come the town enigma, known only by her nickname. My parents wer e kind and loving people and saw no problem with my association w ith Queenie. So each morning I would wait for her to appear and w as always delighted at the smile on her face when she spotted me. I now carried an extra breakfast roll with me, and Queenie devou red it with gusto. We scoured the beach, enjoying the cool ocean breeze and the feel of the ocean mist on our bodies. Although we still exchanged no words, we became friends through our daily en terprise. One morning I saw a large piece of driftwood floating close to shore and retrieved it before it could be carried out t o sea. Queenie was elated. We put the piece on her sled, which wa s now full, and usually that meant the end of our day together. B ut Queenie tugged at my sleeve and motioned for me to follow her. Before long we stood in front of a small house that had fallen i nto disrepair. Remembering how my father had described Queenie's home, I knew where I was. She deposited the large piece of wood that we had found earlier next to the house, then beckoned me to follow her inside. I couldn't believe what I saw. The furniture, the cabinets, the pictures on the wall and the many exquisite-loo king sculptures-all were made from driftwood. Queenie, did you m ake all these things? I exclaimed. She nodded her head, smiled a toothless grin and gestured for me to sit down. She left for a s econd. When she returned, she placed some cookies in front of me and scribbled on a large note pad. Her message said, Hello Anne, my name is Erma. Welcome to my home. I smiled and answered, Hi E rma, these cookies are great, and your house is beautiful. She r eached over and patted my hands with great affection and then beg an to write again. I don't talk very well, but I want you to know that I love your company. Me, too, Erma. We continued our dail y quests until it was time for my family to return to the city. S ummer was almost over, and school beckoned. I saw tears in my fri end's eyes as I said good-bye, and I assured her that I would see her next summer. She placed a small package wrapped in newspaper in my hands and kissed me on the cheek. I ran home, not turning to wave, as I knew I would cry. Inside the package was a seagull carved from driftwood. Today, some forty-eight years later, it st ill stands in my curio cabinet. Sadly, I never saw Erma again. My parents sat me down after school one day to say a letter had arr ived from the chaplain at the hospital on Long Island. Erma had b een rushed to the hospital after being found lying in the snow ne ar her home. She had lingered for several days before she succumb ed to pneumonia. Before she died, she had written a letter in fro nt of the chaplain addressed to My best friend, Anne. The chapla in knew my parents and of my association with Erma and had forwar ded the letter to us. It said simply: Thank you for being my frie nd. I love you. Take my driftwood and make others happy. Love Erm a. It took me weeks before I could talk to my parents about Erma' s death. She was the first person I knew who had died. I found it hard to relate to the fact that I would never see her again. I d reamed about her, the ocean behind her smiling face, the beauty o f her driftwood. My family donated the collection to the church community center for all to see and use. I told my parents that I knew this would make Erma happy. They agreed. Every summer, the first stop we made, upon arrival, was at this small meeting hall. I would stand and gaze in awe at the items that had come from th e ocean and had been transformed into works of art by my friend. Mom and Dad said they were proud of me for the kindness I had sho wn toward Erma. I knew I had received so much more than I had eve r given. I had learned that, like the ocean, love goes on forever . Anne Carter ¬2003. All rights reserved. Reprinted from Chicke n Soup for the Ocean Lover's Soul by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor H ansen, Wyland. No part of this publication may be reproduced, sto red in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any me ans, without the written permission of the publisher. Publisher: Health Communications, Inc., 3201 SW 15th Street, Deerfield Beach , FL 33442. </div ., HCI, 2003, 2.5, -: Chapman and Hall, 1991. Paperback. Good. -. This book was originally conceived in 1987. It was then seen as a contribution towards improved management and policy-making in a diffuse and neglected area of NHS management. The focus of the book is the `old` Community Health Services: those transferred to Area Health Authorities from local authorities in the 1974 re- organization of the NHS. These diverse services, while grouped together, had little objectively in common, occupying, as they do, a hazy middle ground between hospital and Family Practitioner Services. However, since 1974 there have been a number of major devel- opments which have opened opportunities for change and devel- opment in these services. These include: the resurrection of concern with `Public Health`; the attempted closure of large mental illness and mental handicap hospitals and the development of `Com- munity Care`; the introduction of General Management; and the implication for health and local authorities of the White Papers `Caring for People`, `Promoting Better Health` and `Working for Patients`. Traditionally, Community Health Services were seen as low status and a professional dead-end. This, in tum, has led to a rather uneven body of literature. The growth of general management has led to a demand for a more coherent, management-orientated literature. It is our hope that this book will encourage the production of more literature in this area., Chapman and Hall, 1991, 2.5, Mundicromo S. L, 2003. Aceptable. Bien. Buen estado, Mundicromo S. L, 2003, 0, Panini, 2011. Aceptable. Bien. Buen estado, Panini, 2011, 0, London: Bantam. Good. 23 x 15cm. Paperback. 2006. 870 pages. Cover worn. Remainder.<br>The head of an independent s chool for children of the weathly hatches a scheme to offer use o f their facilities to the local comprehensive school for disadvan taged children, in order to reap government funding requiring com munity involvement. Mayhem results ., Bantam, 2006, 2.5, Penguin Books. Good. 5.08 x 0.91 x 7.8 inches. Paperback. 2009. 304 pages. <br>Ambitious, exotic, and a classic book club read, ' The Piano Teacher' is a combination of 'Tenko' meets 'The Remains of the Day'. Sometimes the end of a love affair is only the begi nning! In 1942, Will Truesdale, an Englishman newly arrived in Ho ng Kong, falls headlong into a passionate relationship with Trudy Liang, a beautiful Eurasian socialite. But their love affair is soon threatened by the invasion of the Japanese, with terrible co nsequences for both of them, and for members of their fragile com munity who will betray each other in the darkest days of the war. Ten years later, Claire Pendleton lands in Hong Kong and is hire d by the wealthy Chen family as their daughter's piano teacher. A provincial English newlywed, Claire is seduced by the colony's h eady social life. She soon begins an affair!only to discover that her lover's enigmatic demeanour hides a devastating past. As the threads of this compelling and engrossing novel intertwine and c onverge, a landscape of impossible choices emerges -- between lov e and safety, courage and survival, the present and above all, th e past. ., Penguin Books, 2009, 2.5, London England: Fontana/Collins. Good. 1980. 3rd Impression. Soft Cover. 12mo - over 6¾" - 7¾" tall 0006147488 Paperback Paperback. Foxing to end inside covers and edge. Couple of creases to cover. Mutiny....Lieutenant Lord Ramage is summoned to the Admiraly, where the First Lord gives him command of the brig Triton and three sealed despatches addressed to the admirals off brest and Cadiz and in the Caribbean. But like the rest of the Navy, Triton's crew has munitied. Ramage, sympathising with some of the mutineers' compalints, also knows that if he fails to deliver the despatches he will be a convenient scapegoat for the Admiralty....350 pp. (We carry a wide selection of titles in The Arts, Theology, History, Politics, Social and Physical Sciences. academic and scholarly books and Modern First Editions etc.) ., Fontana/Collins, 1980, 2.5<