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On a certain afternoon, in the late springtime, the bell upon Tunstall Moat House was heard ringing at an unaccustomed hour. Far and near, in the forest and in the fields along the river, people began to desert their labours and hurry towards the sound; and in Tunstall hamlet a group of poor country-folk stood wondering at the summons. Tunstall hamlet at that period, in the reign of old King Henry VI., wore much the same appearance as it wears today. A score or so of houses, heavily framed with oak, stood scattered in a long green valley ascending from the river. At the foot, the road crossed…mehr

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On a certain afternoon, in the late springtime, the bell upon Tunstall Moat House was heard ringing at an unaccustomed hour. Far and near, in the forest and in the fields along the river, people began to desert their labours and hurry towards the sound; and in Tunstall hamlet a group of poor country-folk stood wondering at the summons. Tunstall hamlet at that period, in the reign of old King Henry VI., wore much the same appearance as it wears today. A score or so of houses, heavily framed with oak, stood scattered in a long green valley ascending from the river. At the foot, the road crossed a bridge, and mounting on the other side, disappeared into the fringes of the forest on its way to the Moat House, and further forth to Holywood Abbey. Half-way up the village, the church stood among yews. On every side the slopes were crowned and the view bounded by the green elms and greening oak-trees of the forest. Hard by the bridge, there was a stone cross upon a knoll, and here the group had collected—half a dozen women and one tall fellow in a russet smock—discussing what the bell betided. An express had gone through the hamlet half an hour before, and drunk a pot of ale in the saddle, not daring to dismount for the hurry of his errand; but he had been ignorant himself of what was forward, and only bore sealed letters from Sir Daniel Brackley to Sir Oliver Oates, the parson, who kept the Moat House in the master’s absence.
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Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894) was a seminal Scottish writer known for his prolific output of adventure novels, essays, and poetry during the late 19th century. Born into a family of lighthouse engineers, Stevenson initially followed in their professional footsteps, but his poor health and literary inclinations led him to pursue a career in writing. His experiences traveling, especially to France and California, deeply influenced his work. Stevenson first gained literary acclaim with 'Treasure Island' (1883), a classic of young adult adventure literature. He further established his reputation with 'Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde' (1886), a novella exploring the duality of human nature. 'The Black Arrow: A Tale of the Two Roses' (1888) is another testament to Stevenson's storytelling prowess, embedding a historical adventure narrative within the context of the Wars of the Roses. This work exemplifies his fluid narrative style and richly drawn characters, while also illuminating Stevenson's versatility in traversing both fictitious landscapes and historical settings. Stevenson's literary style, marked by lively dialogue and vivid descriptions, has cemented his reputation as a master storyteller capable of weaving immersive tales that have enchanted readers for generations. He passed away in Samoa, having sought out a climate more forgiving for his health, leaving behind a legacy that has influenced a great number of adventure and mystery writers who followed.