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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Lorna Doone, by R. D. Blackmore This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org Title: Lorna Doone A Romance of Exmoor Author: R. D. Blackmore Release Date: January 4, 2006 [EBook #17460] Last Updated: September 5, 2018 Language: English Character set encoding: UTF-8 *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LORNA DOONE *** Produced by David Widger LORNA DOONE, A Romance of Exmoor by R. D. Blackmore ENLARGE TO FULL SIZE [Click on map to enlarge to full size] CONTENTS PREFACE PREFACE TO THE SIXTH EDITION PUBLISHERS' PREFACE PREFACE BY MISS KATHARINE HILLARD CHAPTER I -- ELEMENTS OF EDUCATION CHAPTER II -- AN IMPORTANT ITEM CHAPTER III -- THE WAR-PATH OF THE DOONES CHAPTER IV -- A VERY RASH VISIT CHAPTER V -- AN ILLEGAL SETTLEMENT CHAPTER VI -- NECESSARY PRACTICE CHAPTER VII -- HARD IT IS TO CLIMB CHAPTER VIII -- A BOY AND A GIRL CHAPTER IX -- THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME CHAPTER X -- A BRAVE RESCUE AND A ROUGH RIDE CHAPTER XI -- TOM DESERVES HIS SUPPER CHAPTER XII -- A MAN JUSTLY POPULAR CHAPTER XIII -- MASTER HUCKABACK COMES IN CHAPTER XIV -- A MOTION WHICH ENDS IN A MULL CHAPTER XV -- QUO WARRANTO CHAPTER XVI -- LORNA GROWING FORMIDABLE CHAPTER XVII -- JOHN IS BEWITCHED CHAPTER XVIII -- WITCHERY LEADS TO WITCHCRAFT CHAPTER XIX -- ANOTHER DANGEROUS INTERVIEW CHAPTER XX -- LORNA BEGINS HER STORY CHAPTER XXI -- LORNA ENDS HER STORY CHAPTER XXII CHAPTER XXIII -- A ROYAL INVITATION CHAPTER XXIV -- A SAFE PASS FOR KING'S MESSENGER CHAPTER XXV -- A GREAT MAN ATTENDS TO BUSINESS CHAPTER XXVI -- JOHN IS DRAINED AND CAST ASIDE CHAPTER XXVII -- HOME AGAIN AT LAST CHAPTER XXVIII -- JOHN HAS HOPE OF LORNA CHAPTER XXIX -- REAPING LEADS TO REVELLING CHAPTER XXX -- ANNIE GETS THE BEST OF IT CHAPTER XXXI -- JOHN FRY'S ERRAND CHAPTER XXXII -- FEEDING OF THE PIGS CHAPTER XXXIII -- AN EARLY MORNING CALL CHAPTER XXXIV -- TWO NEGATIVES MAKE AN AFFIRMATIVE CHAPTER XXXV -- RUTH IS NOT LIKE LORNA CHAPTER XXXVI -- JOHN RETURNS TO BUSINESS CHAPTER XXXVII -- A VERY DESPERATE VENTURE CHAPTER XXXVIII -- A GOOD TURN FOR JEREMY CHAPTER XXXIX -- A TROUBLED STATE AND A FOOLISH JOKE CHAPTER XL -- TWO FOOLS TOGETHER CHAPTER XLI -- COLD COMFORT CHAPTER XLII -- THE GREAT WINTER CHAPTER XLIII -- NOT TOO SOON CHAPTER XLIV -- BROUGHT HOME AT LAST CHAPTER XLV -- A CHANGE LONG NEEDED CHAPTER XLVI -- SQUIRE FAGGUS MAKES SOME LUCKY HITS CHAPTER XLVII -- JEREMY IN DANGER CHAPTER XLVIII -- EVERY MAN MUST DEFEND HIMSELF CHAPTER XLIX -- MAIDEN SENTINELS ARE BEST CHAPTER L -- A MERRY MEETING A SAD ONE CHAPTER LI -- A VISIT FROM THE COUNSELLOR CHAPTER LII -- THE WAY TO MAKE THE CREAM RISE CHAPTER LIII -- JEREMY FINDS OUT SOMETHING CHAPTER LIV -- MUTUAL DISCOMFITURE CHAPTER LV -- GETTING INTO CHANCERY CHAPTER LVI -- JOHN BECOMES TOO POPULAR CHAPTER LVII -- LORNA KNOWS HER NURSE CHAPTER LVIII -- MASTER HUCKABACK'S SECRET CHAPTER LIX -- LORNA GONE AWAY CHAPTER LX -- ANNIE LUCKIER THAN JOHN CHAPTER LXI -- THEREFORE HE SEEKS COMFORT CHAPTER LXII -- THE KING MUST NOT BE PRAYED FOR CHAPTER LXIII -- JOHN IS WORSTED BY THE WOMEN CHAPTER LXIV -- SLAUGHTER IN THE MARSHES CHAPTER LXV -- FALLING AMONG LAMBS CHAPTER LXVI -- SUITABLE DEVOTION CHAPTER LXVII -- LORNA STILL IS LORNA CHAPTER -- JOHN IS JOHN NO LONGERLXVIII CHAPTER LXIX -- NOT TO BE PUT UP WITH CHAPTER LXX -- COMPELLED TO VOLUNTEER CHAPTER LXXI -- A LONG ACCOUNT SETTLED CHAPTER LXXII -- THE COUNSELLOR AND THE CARVER CHAPTER LXXIII -- HOW TO GET OUT OF CHANCERY CHAPTER LXXIV -- BLOOD UPON THE ALTAR CHAPTER LXXV -- BLOOD UPON THE ALTAR List of Illustrations Cover Frontispiece Titlepage Frontispiece2 Map Autograph.jpg xii.jpg Tailpiece xiv.jpg Cheese-wring xv.jpg Malmsmead Map 001a.jpg 001b.jpg Illustrated Capital Greek1.jpg Greek2.jpg 002.jpg John Ridd's School Desk 005.jpg The School Room 014.jpg Illustrated Capital 019.jpg Great Coach and Six Horses Labouring 021.jpg Where Be Us Now? 026.jpg Said It Was But a Pixie 028.jpg Illustrated Capital 029.jpg He Rode at the Doone Robber 030.jpg Father Was Found Dead on the Moor 034.jpg Here is a Lady, Counsellor 037.jpg Illustrated Capital 042.jpg Tailpiece 043.jpg Illustrated Capital 045.jpg Won Skill in Target Practice 051.jpg Illustrated Capital 058.jpg A Long Pale Slide of Water 062.jpg Illustrated Capital 063.jpg Sate Upright 069.jpg Tailpiece 070.jpg Illustrated Capital 072.jpg John Ridd at Supper 077.jpg Illustrated Capital 079.jpg A Brave Rescue 081.jpg Tom Faggus 083.jpg Bill Dadds 084.jpg A Rough Ride 085.jpg Tailpiece 086.jpg Illustrated Capital 092.jpg Tailpiece 093.jpg Tom Faggus 100.jpg To Be Upon the Beach 102.jpg Tailpiece 103.jpg Illustrated Capital 105.jpg Uncle Ben in Our Warm Chimney-corner 113.jpg Illustrated Capital 114.jpg Farmer Snow Sat up in the Chair 118.jpg Illustrated Capital 120.jpg Hugh de Whichehalse 127.jpg Tailpiece 128.jpg Illustrated Capital 129.jpg Let Annie Scold Me Well 131.jpg The Meadow Ruffled in The Breeze 132.jpg Willow-bushes over the Stream 136.jpg Tailpiece 137.jpg Illustrated Capital 142.jpg Mother Melldrum 143.jpg Tarr-steps 145.jpg The Devil's Cheese-wring 146.jpg Illustrated Capital 150.jpg “Lie Down!” I Shouted 152.jpg Illustrated Capital 153.jpg Fields Spread With Growth 157.jpg Here Be Some Mistress Lorna 159.jpg Tailpiece 160.jpg Illustrated Capital 162.jpg I Went to Wipe Her Eyes 163.jpg Jewels Lately Belonging to Others 165.jpg Gwenny Carfax 168.jpg Tailpiece 169.jpg Illustrated Capital 172.jpg She Led Me in a Courtly Manner 178.jpg Glen Doone 179.jpg Marwood de Whichehase 182.jpg Spring Was in Our Valley 185.jpg Illustrated Capital 186.jpg Mistress Ridd 190.jpg Read, Read Read! 194.jpg Tailpiece 195.jpg Illustrated Capital 197.jpg Jeremy Kept Me in Jokes 203.jpg Tailpiece 204.jpg Westminster Hall, 1650 212.jpg Tailpiece 213.jpg His Lordship Busy With Letters 221.jpg Exmoor Hills 222.jpg The Luttrell Arms 223.jpg Home at Last 225.jpg Tailpiece 226.jpg Illustrated Capital 236.jpg The Signal 237.jpg A Wealth of Harvest 242.jpg Annie and Lizzie 243.jpg Harvest 245.jpg Tailpiece 246.jpg Illustrated Capital 248.jpg Spare Pipe 253.jpg Maidens Are Such Wondrous Things 256.jpg Illustrated Capital 267.jpg Tailpiece 268.jpg Charles II. 271.jpg Thatching of the Ricks 274.jpg Ha, Ha! Charlie Boy 277.jpg The Pigs 280.jpg Illustrated Capital 281.jpg Autumn's Mellow Hand 283.jpg At Last Then, You Are Come John 286.jpg Illustrated Capital 290.jpg Gotten the Best of Mother 292.jpg Carver Doone 294.jpg Poor Ruth Huckaback Herself 296.jpg She Had Tears in Her Eyes 299.jpg Guy Fawkes 304.jpg Nevertheless, I Went Warily 306.jpg Illustrated Capital 318.jpg Illustrated Capital 328.jpg Illustrated Capital 339.jpg Hand Forth Your Money 341.jpg Tailpiece 342.jpg Illustrated Capital 351.jpg Illustrated Capital 358.jpg Illustrated Capital 361.jpg None Can Tell What the Labour Was 368.jpg Tailpiece 369.jpg Illustrated Capital 370.jpg Open Country 378.jpg Tailpiece 379.jpg Illustrated Capital 383.jpg Set All My Power Against the Door 387.jpg In the Settle Was My Lorna 389.jpg Marwood Whichehalse 397.jpg Illustrated Capital 399.jpg Jump in and Swim 401.jpg He Clad Her over the Loins 407.jpg “Master Faggus,” Began My Mother 409.jpg Tailpiece 410.jpg Illustrated Capital 411.jpg Something Fell on My Head 413.jpg Tom Faggus Took It Eagerly 419.jpg With a Wave of his Hat 421.jpg Tailpiece 422.jpg The Bagworthy Water 432.jpg Illustrated Capital 433.jpg The Moon Was High 437.jpg I Took Him by the Beard 440.jpg Annie Bound the Broken Arm 441.jpg Tailpiece 442.jpg Illustrated Capital 454.jpg Tailpiece 455.jpg Counsellor 464.jpg Illustrated Capital 472.jpg Illustrated Capital 474.jpg Snug Little House Blinked on Me 482.jpg Tailpiece 483.jpg Illustrated Capital 494.jpg Tailpiece 495.jpg Devonshire Town 502.jpg In a Shower of Damask Roses 504.jpg Tailpiece 505.jpg Lorna 517.jpg Tailpiece 518.jpg Illustrated Capital 519.jpg In the Churchyard 524.jpg Kept My Eyes from Her 531.jpg Little Ruth Was at the Bridle 534.jpg Master Huckaback Cast Back his Coat 535.jpg Illustrated Capital 541.jpg Never Had Seen the Like Before 544.jpg Swung Me on High 546.jpg Illustrated Capital 547.jpg Wizard 559.jpg Illustrated Capital 566.jpg Tailpiece 567.jpg Dulverton Church and Street 572.jpg What is Your Advice to Me? 575.jpg Lynmouth 582.jpg Waved a Blue Flag Vehemently 586.jpg Tailpiece 587.jpg Illustrated Capital 595.jpg Tailpiece 596.jpg James I. 604.jpg Illustrated Capital 612.jpg Tailpiece 613.jpg Illustrated Capital 623.jpg Illustrated Capital 631.jpg Old London Bridge 632.jpg Illustrated Capital 639.jpg Two Bad Men 644.jpg Coat of Arms 645.jpg John Ridd Admiring his Coat of Arms 652.jpg Siezed Poor Margery 654.jpg Illustrated Capital 657.jpg Disdainful Smile 660.jpg Volley Sang With a Roar 663.jpg Having Pipes and Schnapps 664.jpg Tailpiece 665.jpg Illustrated Capital 671.jpg Law and Justice 677.jpg Rising Moonlight 679.jpg Tailpiece 680.jpg Illustrated Capital 685.jpg Tailpiece 686.jpg Entrance to Oare Church 693.jpg Tailpiece 694.jpg Illustrated Capital 703.jpg Tailpiece PREFACE This work is called a “romance,” because the incidents, characters, time, and scenery, are alike romantic. And in shaping this old tale, the Writer neither dares, nor desires, to claim for it the dignity or cumber it with the difficulty of an historic novel. And yet he thinks that the outlines are filled in more carefully, and the situations (however simple) more warmly coloured and quickened, than a reader would expect to find in what is called a “legend.” And he knows that any son of Exmoor, chancing on this volume, cannot fail to bring to mind the nurse-tales of his childhood—the savage deeds of the outlaw Doones in the depth of Bagworthy Forest, the beauty of the hapless maid brought up in the midst of them, the plain John Ridd's Herculean power, and (memory's too congenial food) the exploits of Tom Faggus. March, 1869. PREFACE TO THE SIXTH EDITION Few things have surprised me more, and nothing has more pleased me, than the great success of this simple tale. For truly it is a grand success to win the attention and kind regard, not of the general public only, but also of those who are at home with the scenery, people, life, and language, wherein a native cannot always satisfy the natives. Therefore any son of Devon may imagine, and will not grudge, the Writer's delight at hearing from a recent visitor to the west that '“Lorna Doone,' to a Devonshire man, is as good as clotted cream, almost!” Although not half so good as that, it has entered many a tranquil, happy, pure, and hospitable home, and the author, while deeply grateful for this genial reception, ascribes it partly to the fact that his story contains no word or thought disloyal to its birthright in the fairest county of England. January, 1873. PUBLISHERS' PREFACE In putting this new and somewhat elaborate edition of “Lorna Doone” upon a market already supplied with various others, some of them excellent in quality, we ask the literary men and women of the country to give us their kind support for the reasons set forth herewith. In the first place, it seems to us that of the countless thousands of books that have been written in all the various languages, and during the many ages since first man took to scribbling, no one has ever yet appeared which is the equal of this in its delicate and beautiful touches of both nature and human nature. We have had, in various ways, abundant proof that our feeling in this respect is not individual to ourselves, and we desire to thank heartily the many friends who have sent us their words and letters of encouragement, sympathy, and interest during the past year as they have by chance become aware of our plans. While there were creditable editions already published, the fact that none existed just such as we ourselves wished for our own library was our primary incentive in undertaking this task. The labor upon which we entered was in short, one of love, and great as has been the expenditure of time, trouble, and money in the preparation of this book, we have faith to believe that there are a sufficient number of lovers of the peerless maiden, Lorna, to greet her appearance in this new dress with an enthusiasm that will in time repay us. We earnestly hope that our judgment in the selection of artists, means, and materials has been, in the main, at least, wise, and that such, will be the verdict of book-lovers. Also, we hope that our lack of experience as publishers will disarm the critic, and that he will examine the book regarding only the excellences which he may find, and passing over its defects. One special feature we wish particularly to call to the attention of all, and that is the beautiful map of the country we have introduced. This may be regarded by some as an innovation in a romance, but we hope that it will be found such a manifest convenience as to be its own sufficient excuse. In this place it seems to be a duty, also, to call attention to the sympathizing and intelligent interest that has been so freely shown by the noble band of workers, artists, printers, engravers, etc., who have assisted us upon this work. To Mr. Henry Sandham, Mr. George Wharton Edwards, Mr. Harry Fenn, Mr. William Hamilton Gibson, Mr. W. H. Drake, Mr. Irving R. Wiles, Mr. George E. Graves, Mr. Charles Copeland, Mr. Harper Pennington, Mrs. Margaret MacDonald Pullman, Miss Harriet Thayer Durgin, Mr. A. V. S. Anthony, Mr. George T. Andrew, Goupil & Co. of Paris, Mr. Kurtz, The Wright Gravure Co., Mr. Fillebrown, Mr. William J. Dana, and our very able printers, Messrs. Fleming, Brewster & Alley-to them all we therefore extend our cordial acknowledgment of our indebtedness for their services. The fine map is the work of Messrs. Matthews, Northrup & Co. Very respectfully, The Burrows Brothers Co. PREFACE BY MISS KATHARINE HILLARD Author Of “The Doones Of Exmoor,” In “Harper's Magazine,” Vol. LXV. Page 835. A novel that has stood the test of time so well as Mr. Blackmore's charming story of “Lorna Doone” scarcely needs a preface. Certainly no word of introduction is necessary to testify to its exquisite humor, its dramatic force, its under-current of poetic feeling, its fine touches of landscape-painting, and the novelty and interest of its subject. Since it first appeared in 1869 all these have become as household words, only, perhaps, all the admirers of “Lorna Doone” have not had the good fortune to wander through the romantic and picturesque region where the scene of the story is laid. To travel in North Devon, and over its border into Somerset (“the Summerland,” as the old Northmen call it), is to be confronted with the scenes of the novel at every turn; for Mr. Blackmore has so successfully woven the legends of the whole countryside into his story that one grows to believe it a veritable history, and is as disappointed to find traces of the romancer's own hand here and there as to find the hills and valleys laid bare of the forests which adorned them in the time of the Doones. It is a singular country, this Devonshire coast, made up as it is of a series of rocky headlands jutting far out into the sea, and holding between their stretching arms deep fertile wooded valleys called combes (pronounced coomes), watered by trout and salmon streams, and filled with an Italian profusion of vegetation, myrtles and fuchsias, growing in the open air, and the walls hidden with a luxuriant tapestry of ferns and ivies and blossoming vines. Even the roofs are covered with flowers; every cranny bears a blossom or a tuft of green. Then above, long stretches of barren heath (with a few twisted and wind-tortured trees), where the sheep pasture and the sky-lark sings, and in and out of the red-fronted cliffs the querulous sea-gulls flash in the sunshine, and make their plaintive moan. Near Lynton there is the famous Valley of Rocks, where the wise woman, Mother Melldrum, had her winter quarters under the Devil's Cheese-wring.
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