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R. M. Ballantyne was a Scottish writer of juvenile fiction.
Born Robert Michael Ballantyne in Edinburgh, he was part of a famous family of printers and publishers. At the age of 16 he went to Canada and where he served for six years with the Hudson's Bay Company. He returned to Scotland in 1847, and published his first book the following year, Hudson's Bay: or Life in the Wilds of North America. For some time he was employed by Messrs Constable, the publishers, but in 1856 he gave up business for literature, and began the series of adventure stories for the young with which his name is popularly associated.
I confess, I bought this book on impulse in a used bookstore because it had a drop dead beautiful cover and I like naval/seafaring stories. There’s a sticker in my copy indicating that this book was gifted to a young man in 1912 as a prize for good conduct in Sunday School, and that, I think, is a pretty good tone setter for the story, which is less about surviving building a lighthouse so much as it’s about the right and proper Manliness of the protagonist, who doesn’t forget to thank his creator when he gets out of scrapes and is impeccable of character in every conceivable way. It’s not SO bad that I’m not going to keep my pretty pretty copy for my pretty pretty shelves, but, being real, it’s not very good either. Inoffensively dull. lol.