This simple and candid study of one who lived up to the standard of truth and honour and courtesy which an earlier age defined by the word "gentleman" is one of the most popular novels of last century, and there is no sign that its attraction is waning.
ries the most pathetic of all books--which runs thus:
"And it came to pass when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit unto the soul of David; and Jonathan loved him as his own soul."
And this day, I, a poorer and more helpless Jonathan, had found my David.
I caught him by the hand, and would not let him go.
"There, get in, lads--make no more ado," said Abel Fletcher, sharply, as he disappeared.
Dinner was over; my father and I took ours in the large parlour, where the stiff, high-backed chairs eyed one another in opposite rows across the wide oaken floor, shiny and hard as marble, and slippery as glass. Except the table, the sideboard and the cuckoo clock, there was no other furniture.
I dared not bring the poor wandering lad into this, my father's especial domain; but as soo
As a fan of more contemporary literature, I didn't expect to enjoy this. However, I was gripped right from the very start. John Halifax is indeed a gentleman with the highest moral standards. This book about his surprisingly varied life evokes all manner of emotions, from happiness to despair, and you will laugh and cry with him right through.
A charming novel about a family in England from the late eighteenth and early nineteenth century that demonstrates that true nobility is something that is earned, not inherited.
The challenges of corrupt government, fear of technology, financial collapse, and unbridled wickedness of powerful people are all balanced by the forthright and honest dealings of John Halifax and his people.
A good read with many moral lessons woven therein.