R M Ballantyne: 313 books

(Excerpt): “A solitary horseman—a youth in early manhood—riding at a snail’s pace over the great plains, or karroo, of South Africa. His chin on his breast; his hands in the pockets of an old shooting-coat; his legs in ragged trousers, and his feet in worn-out boots. Regardless of stirrups,...

(Excerpt): “In a humble abode near the said docks a bulky sea-captain lay stretched in his hammock, growling. The prevailing odours of the neighbourhood were tar, oil, fish, and marine-stores. The sea-captain’s room partook largely of the same odours, and was crowded with more than an average...

Written for a juvenile audience when it appeared in 1889 but it is a detailed account of the 1883 eruption of the Krakatoa volcano and its effects on nearby Java, with a human interest story added to keep it from being dry. (Goodreads)

(Excerpt): "Nearly two thousand seven hundred years ago-or some-where about eight hundred years BuCu-there dwelt a Phoenician sea-captain in one of the eastern sea-ports of Greece-known at that period, or soon after, as Hellas. This captain was solid, square, bronzed, bluff, and resolute, as...

Written in 1881, My Doggie And I tells the story of John Mellon (almost a doctor in chapter one) and what happens to him after he meets a certain little canine. Mellon is out walking one day when a wild-looking creature comes running towards him along the dirt road... (Goodreads)

A missionary on a Polynesian island is marooned by pirates on another island far from his wife and flock. Thinking that the same pirates had killed his son he vows revenge. Once faced with his chance of revenge, the missionary hesitates and his action gives him his son back and redeems his soul. (Goodreads)

A Surprise, a Combat, and a Feed. There is a river in America which flows to the north-westward of Great Bear Lake, and helps to drain that part of the great wilderness into the Arctic Sea. It is an insignificant stream compared with such well-known waterways as the Mackenzie and the Coppermine; nevertheless...

(Excerpt): "Manx Bradley was an admiral—“admiral of the fleet”—though it must be admitted that his personal appearance did not suggest a position so exalted. With rough pilot coat and sou’-wester, scarred and tarred hands, easy, rolling gait, and boots from heel to hip, with inch-thick...