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William Wymark Jacobs

Many CargoesW. W. Jacobs Many Cargoes A CHANGE OF TREATMENT Yes, I’ve sailed under some ‘cute skippers in my time,” said the night-watchman; “them that go down in big ships see the wonders o’ the deep, you know,” he added with a sudden chuckle, “but the one I’m going to tell you about ought never...

Short CruisesW. W. Jacobs Short Cruises THE CHANGELING Mr. George Henshaw let himself in at the front door, and stood for some time wiping his boots on the mat. The little house was ominously still, and a faint feeling, only partially due to the lapse of time since breakfast, manifested itself be...

More CargoesW. W. Jacobs More Cargoes / 1897 SMOKED SKIPPER “Wapping Old Stairs?” said the rough individual, shouldering the brand-new sea-chest, and starting off at a trot with it; “yus, I know the place, captin. Fust v’y’ge, sir?”“Ay, ay, my hearty,” replied the owner of the chest, a small, ill...

Short CruisesW. W. Jacobs Short Cruises THE CHANGELING MR. GEORGE HENSHAW let himself in at the front door, and stood for some time wiping his boots on the mat The little house was ominously still, and a faint feeling, only partially due to the lapse of time since breakfast, manifested itself beh...

The Skipper's Wooing, and The Brown Man's ServantW. W. Jacobs The Skipper's Wooing, and The Brown Man's Servant CHAPTER I The schooner Seamew, of London, Captain Wilson master and owner, had just finished loading at Northfleet with cement for Brittlesea. Every inch of space was packed. Cement, ex...

Sea UrchinsW. W. Jacobs Sea Urchins SMOKED SKIPPER Wapping Old Stairs?” said the rough individual, shouldering the bran-new sea-chest, and starting off at a trot with it; “yus, I know the place, captin. Fust v’y’ge, sir?”“Ay, ay, my hearty,” replied the owner of the chest, a small, ill-looking la...

SalthavenW. W. Jacobs Salthaven CHAPTER I MR. JOHN VYNER, ship-owner, pushed his chair back from his writing-table and gazed with kindly condescension at the chief clerk as he stood before it with a handful of papers."We shall be able to relieve you of some of your work soon, Hartley," he said, s...

A Master Of CraftW. W. Jacobs A Master Of Craft CHAPTER I A pretty girl stood alone on the jetty of an old-fashioned wharf at Wapping, looking down upon the silent deck of a schooner below. No smoke issued from the soot-stained cowl of the galley, and the fore-scuttle and the companion were both ...

Light FreightsW. W. Jacobs Light Freights AN ODD FREAK Speaking o’ money,” said the night-watchman thoughtfully, as he selected an empty soapbox on the wharf for a seat, “the whole world would be different if we all ‘ad more of it. It would be a brighter and a ‘appier place for everybody.”He brok...

A Mixed ProposalW. W. Jacobs A Mixed Proposal / The Lady of the Barge and Others, Part 9 A MIXED PROPOSAL Major Brill, late of the Fenshire Volununteers, stood in front of the small piece of glass in the hatstand, and with a firm and experienced hand gave his new silk hat a slight tilt over the r...