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"Fort Desolation: Red Indians and Fur Traders of Rupert's Land" by R. M. Ballantyne is a captivating historical fiction novel that transports readers to the rugged frontier of Rupert's Land. In this gripping adventure, Ballantyne skillfully weaves a tale of exploration, survival, and conflict amidst the vast wilderness. Set against the backdrop of a trading post known as Fort Desolation, the novel follows the interactions between fur traders and the indigenous Red Indians of the region. Through vivid storytelling, Ballantyne paints a vivid picture of life on the frontier, capturing the challenges and dangers faced by both settlers and Native Americans. As the characters navigate the untamed wilderness and forge uneasy alliances, readers are drawn into a world of exploration and discovery. The novel explores themes of cultural clash, survival, and the complexities of frontier life, shedding light on the historical interactions between fur traders and Native American tribes. With its rich historical detail and thrilling narrative, "Fort Desolation" is a compelling read that offers insight into the realities of life on the frontier. Ballantyne's masterful storytelling and vivid descriptions make this novel a timeless classic of historical fiction, transporting readers to a bygone era of adventure and exploration in Rupert's Land.
'Fort Desolation' is an adventure novel for juveniles written by R. M. Ballantyne. It revolves around a young man named John—more familiarly known as Jack—who was as romantic as his name was the reverse. To look at him you would have supposed that he was the most ordinary of common-place men, but if you had known him, as we did, you would have discovered that there was a deep, silent, but ever-flowing river of enthusiasm, energy, fervor—in a word, romance—in his soul, which seldom or never manifested itself in words, and only now and then, on rare occasions, flashed out in a lightning glance, or blazed up in a fiery countenance. For the most part Jack was calm as a mill-pond, deep as the Atlantic, straightforward and grave as an undertaker's clerk and good-humored as an unspoilt and healthy child.
"[...]men, and haul her into deep water. There will be spring tides in two days, so, with the help of tackle, you'll easily manage it. Thence you will sail to the new fort, forty miles farther along the coast, and take charge." "The three men you mean to give me know their work, I presume?" said Jack. "Of course they do. None of them have been at the fort, however." "Oh! How then shall we find it?" inquired Jack. "By observation," replied the other. "Keep a sharp look out as you coast along, and you can't miss it."[...]".
To some minds solitude is depressing, to others it is congenial. It was the _former_ to our friend John Robinson; yet he had a large share of it in his chequered life. John--more familiarly known as Jack--was as romantic as his name was the reverse. To look at him you would have supposed that he was the most ordinary of common-place men, but if you had known him, as we did, you would have discovered that there was a deep, silent, but ever-flowing river of enthusiasm, energy, fervour--in a word, romance--in his soul, which seldom or never manifested itself in words, and only now and then, on rare occasions, flashed out in a lightning glance, or blazed up in a fiery countenance.
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