New Releases by William McFee

Harbours of Memory is a collection of short stories by William McFee, who was one of the most gifted writers of the early 20th century. These stories are full of vivid characters, evocative settings, and poignant themes that will stay with readers long after they finish the book. This is a must-read for anyone who loves great literature. This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work is in the "public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work. Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.

William McFee''s ''An Ocean Tramp'' stands as a sterling example of early twentieth-century literary naturalism, capturing the rhythms and vicissitudes of seafaring life with stark realism and evocative prose. As DigiCat Publishing breathes new life into this classic, readers are indulged with a vivid narrative filled with rich character studies and a palpable sense of the sea. Written at a time when maritime literature was popular, McFee''s work distinguishes itself through its potent exploration of human resilience against the backdrop of the ocean''s formidable expanse. The book''s literary style is deeply immersive, focusing on the intricacies of shipboard life and the peculiarities of those who voyage from port to port, imbued with an authenticity that speaks to McFee''s personal maritime experience. Within the pantheon of seafaring writers, William McFee is often lauded for his authentic portrayal of maritime adventures, drawing particularly from his own experiences at sea. McFee''s understanding of the mechanical and the human elements aboard a ship lends a unique credence to ''An Ocean Tramp.'' This insight, combined with McFee''s skillful narrative craft, allows the reader to step directly onto the deck and into the lives of those who serve the whims of the ocean. McFee''s storytelling is marked by a powerful command of language, rendering the sea''s tempestuous nature and the sailors'' endurance in the face of its might. For aficionados of nautical literature and for those yearning to grasp the essence of life at sea, ''An Ocean Tramp'' offers a compelling escape. This reissued modern format by DigiCat Publishing serves as a testament to the enduring nature of McFee''s work and its rightful place as a classic of world literature. Readers seeking tales of human endeavor in the vast theatre of the ocean will find themselves enraptured by McFee''s knowledge and poetic rendition of the seafarer''s saga.

The story of a seaman and his singular relationship with a halfbreed girl of strange destiny--here is a tale of strange people, strange places, strange motifs, and strange morals, told with brilliant effect and satisfying completeness. A tale in which romance balances "realism", in which adventure and mystery exist without either a strain on credulity or a descent to the stodgy.

Long before any of us three had seen him we had become aware of his existence, and our brains were continually busy about him. His appearance, his age, his gait, his history, his voice, even his ultimate destiny, we conjectured over and over again as one by one the evidences of his existence accumulated and developed in our consciousness. It grew to be quite a game with us, this collection of data, and filled in much of our leisure before we became acquainted with many of our neighbours. "In the course of a casual conversation," I continued, "Miss Fraenkel mentioned to me the fact that letters pass between them. In a way, I suppose, she shouldn't do it. A post-mistress is in a delicate position. And yet why not? One may say without prejudice that a certain man writes to his wife. We might even have assumed it, since we see the postman deliver letters with our own eyes. Miss Fraenkel, however, overstepped the bounds of prudence when she implied something wrong. Her exact words, as far as I can remember, were, 'It is funny he writes from New Y0rk."' "Does he?" said Bill. "So Miss Fraenkel says. So you see, your our unspoken thoughts were justified, to say the least. We may recast Item one and say, A grass widow, undoubtedly Italian, with a husband in New York, twenty miles away." "Well, in that case it's no business of ours," said Mac, as he spread the heavy viscid ink upon a new plate. "They may have their troubles, but it's pretty clear they don't need our sympathy, do they?" "No," assented Bill. "But what becomes of our inquiry?" I protested. "My dear Mac, this does credit to your kind heart, but since we are agreed to be honest, let us have the fruits of our honesty. Consider that anyhow we are doing them no harm. You are too gentle. Indeed, I think that we have been stand-offish. Why should not Bill call and--er--leave a card?" "Me! Call on an Italian?" The voice was almost shrill. "A neighbourly act," I remarked. "And we may find out something." "We're a pretty lot, us and our honesty," put in Mac, in some disgust, rubbing his nose with the back of his wrist. "My dear friends," I said, "I give you my word of honour that is how modern novels are made. If you put an end to espionage the book market would be given over entirely to such works as 'The Automobile and How to Drive It' and 'Jane Austen and Her Circlef" "Then it's a very shady trade, mean and dishonourable," said Mac. "We agreed upon that, you remember, when my novel was refused publication," I said, laughing. "Yes," said Bill. "But when they accepted it, you got very stuck-up and refused to write any advertisements for a fortnight and said that whoever had written a good book was one of a noble company, and a lot more of it. It depends on the point of view." "Of course it does, ma mie. In this case, the honest point of view is the one we must take. We must forget for a moment that we are English lady and gentlemen----" "Never!" said Bill, firmly, lighting a cigarette.

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A story of the broken romance of a man left forgotten after war.