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Writer Donald "Silver" Cameron's Tour of Cape Breton Island
inside cape breton¿really insideSailing around the entire Island in a home made boat, Cameron encounters people from all walks of Cape Breton life: farmers, fishermen, loggers, miners, Micmac Indians, politicians, journalists and many more. Every one has a tale to tell. All enlightening, many very funny and many heart-tugging. Hard to find, but worth it! (I had to go to Baddeck to get it!)
Do you want to know what Cape Breaton is really like?

a treasury of stories of brave and foolish gold seekers
Classic Dobie

Captivating , all night reading!
This is writing at its best!

Excellent to provide a foundation for knowledge to build on.
A fun approach to studying decorative arts for the table.

She picked up the shawl, and minutes later she was dead.Patricia Wentworth, like several other female British crime writers of her generation, contributed to the so-called "War Effort" in the early 1940s by increasing her production of the sort of murder mysteries that provided cosy, escapist relaxation. This one is a successful blend of her usual ingredients: romance, relationships, family dynamics crossing several generations, a murder or two, Miss Maud Silver as sleuth, and lots of dialogue.
Love affairs gone wrong = conflicting motives for murderAs in a later case, _Through the Wall_, at least two potential murder victims bear a strong enough likeness that when one is killed at night while wearing some of the other's clothing, there's some question as to which was the intended victim. Another similarity is that one is the (apparently) morally worthy heiress, the other a femme fatale, although in a much more drastic contrast than in the later book, where the femme fatale is a (somewhat) more sympathetic character. Motive won't help sort this one out - anybody who didn't have a motive to kill Tanis Lyle did have a motive to kill Laura Fane, and vice versa.
Laura Fane, as the sole surviving member of the senior branch of the family, holds title to the family estate - the Priory - but the next branch of the family has leased it for many years, since they had the money to keep it up, so cousin Agnes has lived there all her life. Jilted by Laura's father, then partly paralyzed by a riding accident, she's devoted herself to 3 things: nursing her grudge against Laura's long-dead parents, maintaining the Priory, and raising her orphaned young cousin Tanis Lyle. Agnes wants to buy the Priory outright, and to persuade Tanis (via her control of the pursestrings) to settle down and raise her son (currently parked with her ex's family), but Tanis prefers proving in wartime London that the enemy isn't the only destroyer of good men - or relationships.
Laura, on the other hand, while bearing a physical likeness to Tanis, is leavened with the milk of human kindness rather than a taste for cat-and-mouse games with men - or their partners' jealousy. But when she and one of Tanis' recent discards - a decent sort with a Distinguished Flying Cross, recovering from injuries that grounded him with temporarily messed-up depth perception - begin falling in love, Tanis arranges matters so that "the aunts" will be sure to raise Cain, seeing Laura as "stealing" Tanis' man, just as Laura's father jilted Agnes for another woman. When one of the girls is shot in the middle of the night, which was the intended victim?
Since the Priory is in Ledshire, Randall Marsh - superintendent and Miss Silver's favourite former pupil - is in charge of the official investigation. (He wryly comments that he's the only member of the family who's *not* in the Army - and he's the only male in his generation.)


The clock strikes twelve review
English country house mystery for the holidaysSo why is James acting like the cat who got the canary?
James certainly seems to be taking a malicious pleasure in *something*, but the stolen plans aren't anything to laugh about - and when he makes a formal toast to the family party over dinner, speaking of family loyalty and inviting an unnamed party to confess to something, he really puts a cat among the pigeons: Albert Pearson, distant cousin, perfect secretary, and young to be such a crashing bore; James' solid nephew Frank Ambrose; Frank's wife Irene, fretting herself into premature middle-age over her children (and being helped along by Grace); Frank's bossy sister Brenda, who feels put upon about sharing the running of his house; Irene's flamboyant, cheerful sister Lydia, who takes Irene as a awful warning, and provides a leavening of sense in the Grace-admiration society; cousin Dick Paradine, continually working on getting Lydia to the altar; and Mike, who's hopelessly in love with Lydia, and would rather be in China than at the family dinner. Last, but not least, Phyllida Wray, who left Elliot Wray a year ago only to fall back into the smothering clutches of Grace Paradine.
All in all, not a good group to taunt with an ambiguous accusation and an urge to confession - who knows what might come out. Half the family appears to have visited his study at some point in the evening, and apparently James got more than he bargained for; he's found dead, fallen from the terrace outside his study. Mike, as his heir, falls immediately under suspicion. But Maud Silver, governess-turned-PI, is spending Christmas with her favourite niece nearby - and of all people, the flamboyant Lydia turns out to have met her, and calls her in to tell the truth and shame the devil - no matter what devil turns out to have been the murderer.


A wonderful love story
Pure romance

Almost loved it...
lots of fun!I really enjoyed this book, and I think classic film buffs or gossip-lovers would probably find it a good read.


So start reading the series. Its worthit.
Nice Book

A wonderfull series....!!!!!
Excellent!