The first edition of this book is dated 1852. The edition used is dated 1910. The publisher was Richard Edward King, 106-110 Tabernacle St, E.C. The number of pages is 233.

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Contents

Chapter I.
Mark Seaworth.

Chapter II.
A large ship was floating on the ocean. I use the term floating, for she could scarcely be said to be doing anything else, as she did not seem to be moving in the slightest degree through the water.

Chapter III.
Captain Willis was walking the deck, with his spy-glass in his hand, while every now and then he stopped anxiously to scan the horizon in every direction, in the hopes of discerning the well-known signs of the long-wished-for breeze.

Chapter IV.
The events I have described in the preceding chapters were afterwards told me by my friends, and I have faithfully given them in the words of the narrators.

Chapter V.
Our voyage was most propitious, and, without any event worthy of notice, we approached the mouth of the Hoogly, on the shore of which stands Calcutta, the magnificent city whither we were bound.

Chapter VI.
I must pass rapidly over the next few years of my life, though they were not uneventful.

Chapter VII.
Mr. Plowden selected for me a large school near London; it was considered a first-rate one.

Chapter VIII.
Once more I was on the deck of the Governor Harcourt, her bows turned towards the south, ploughing up the waters of the Atlantic.

Chapter IX.
I was too much absorbed by grief at the death of Sir Charles to ask Captain and Mrs. Northcote any questions during that day as to the misfortune to which he had alluded; but during the night the matter several times occurred to me, and next morning I could no longer restrain the curiosity I naturally felt to learn the truth.

Chapter X.
Having resolved to undertake a work, the first point to be considered is how it is to be performed.

Chapter XI.
The Cowlitz was once more on her course, with the wind nearly right aft.

Chapter XII.
The breeze held favourable, though lighter than we required it; and the setting sun gave every indication, as we thought, of a continuance of the fine weather.

Chapter XIII.
When the chief had done questioning us, we were taken below, and placed under the platform I have described, with a guard to watch us, though there was no possibility of our escaping.

Chapter XIV.
The prahus were now so deeply laden that the Illanons were anxious to return as fast as possible to their own country.

Chapter XV.
As I was climbing into the chains of the brig, I caught sight, through the smoke of the pistols flashing round us, of a Malay closely following me.

Chapter XVI.
The information I had received, vague as it may appear, seemed to me of the greatest importance.

Chapter XVII.
Java is one of the oldest possessions of the Dutch in the East.

Chapter XVIII.
Mr. Scott accompanied me to the house of the Resident, that I might state my case; and on our way we met Captain Cloete, who volunteered to join us.

Chapter XIX.
We entered Sourabaya in the evening, when the streets were still crowded with the mixed population of the town, in their varied and picturesque dresses, each speaking their own language, or uttering the various cries of their respective trades.

Chapter XX.
Everybody on board experienced a feeling of blank disappointment, as in vain we looked in the hopes of seeing the royals of the brig appearing above the trees.

Chapter XXI.
For a whole night longer we lay exposed to the shower of ashes; and though we were standing away from their source, they in no perceptible way diminished in density.

Chapter XXII.
The stranger brig seeing her boat pursued, tacked again and stood towards the shore.

Chapter XXIII.
I find that I am getting on so slowly with my narrative, and have so many adventures to tell, that omitting a number of events of less interest to my readers, I must sketch rapidly the history of several months which passed after the last escape of the Emu.

Chapter XXIV.
Resolved never to abandon the pursuit in which I was engaged, although so often disappointed at the very moment that I thought success secure, I continued cruising in every direction, among the numberless rich and beautiful islands of the Eastern Archipelago.

Chapter XXV.
“I was born and bred in the State of New York. My father I never knew.

Chapter XXVI.
As I sat in the cavern by the side of the dying pirate, his voice grew fainter and fainter, and his strength was evidently ebbing fast away.

Chapter XXVII.
Overcome with fatigue, wretched as I was, I fell fast asleep, surrounded by my savage companions, and was allowed to remain undisturbed all the night.

Chapter XXVIII.
Several days passed away, and my constant and numerous occupations prevented me from returning to the neighbourhood of the cottage from whence the strains of music I had heard proceeded.

Chapter XXIX.
I fully believed that our last moments had arrived, and it was, I felt, a satisfaction to die with Eva; yet I endeavoured to retreat to prolong our lives, if I could not preserve them.

Chapter XXX.
When we arrived at the village, I observed that the warriors did not bring in the heads with them, but deposited them at some little distance outside the stockade.

Chapter XXXI.
Blount and I were, as may be supposed, not a little astonished at the apparition which appeared at the window, and we both instinctively seized the implements nearest at hand, to defend ourselves, should he have come with any hostile intent.

Chapter XXXII.
For two days we had been at sea, steering to the southward of east, for the purpose of making the coast of Celebes should we not fall in with the Fraulein, or some Bugis trader, which might carry us to Singapore.

Chapter XXXIII.
At the very moment that I had given up all hope of preservation, as if to confirm our worst anticipations, a huge wave came rolling up alongside.

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