The Escape from Home (Beyond the Western Sea Series #1)by Avi
Maura O'Connell, 15, and her brother, Patrick, 12, escape Ireland's brutal poverty with only the belongings in their bundles and tickets for ocean passage. Sir Laurence Kirkle, 11, flees a life of privilege to seek justice. When fate brings them ogether, the three join forces in a daring scheme that may lead to freedom and glory...or dire consequences. See more details below
Maura O'Connell, 15, and her brother, Patrick, 12, escape Ireland's brutal poverty with only the belongings in their bundles and tickets for ocean passage. Sir Laurence Kirkle, 11, flees a life of privilege to seek justice. When fate brings them ogether, the three join forces in a daring scheme that may lead to freedom and glory...or dire consequences.
Unable to bear the bullying of his older brother, Albert, Laurence Kirkle, 11, pockets a thousand pounds of his father's cash and runs into the London streets; meanwhile, two of Lord Kirkle's Irish tenantsPatrick, 12, and his older sister, Mauraflee their famine-struck village, intending to join their father in the US. The three quickly fall prey to the hazards of street life as they make their separate ways toward Liverpool, the great embarkation point. The supporting cast, urchins, rowdies, and entrepreneurs with names like Phineas Pickler and Toby Grout will be familiar to fans of Dickens and his literary descendantsand several characters are developed beyond the expected caricaturesbut the melodrama is mild, and the ending is hardly the spectacular cliffhanger required of the genre. Many plot threads are left a- dangle; Avi (Poppy, 1995, etc.) promises a sequel but few readers will be chewing their nails waiting for it.
"Surprises around every corner."--Publishers Weekly
"A suspense-filled adventure.--School Library Journal
"Packed with action."--Booklist
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Chapter OneA Knock at the Door
Just before dawn -- that moment when time itself seems to stand still, when the whole world teeters on the edge of possibilities -- a man looking like death's own shadow came scurrying down a bluff toward the tiny village of Kilonny in Ireland.
He was dressed in a black frock coat and black trousers. His coat was patched; his trousers fit ill; his boots were badly broken. Only his white neck cloth relieved his funereal appearance, and that was soiled from excessive use and little washing. Tired eyes, set deep in a flat, grizzled face, were mirrors of grief. But then, the man's principal state of mind these days was woe.
Though he knew exactly where he was going, knew too the path he'd trod with weariness so many times, he carried a small lantern to light his way.
Kilonny Village lay upon devastated land. Little grew in the heavy mix of clay and jagged stone that made up the valley's earth thereabouts. The trees were barren of leaves. And with its clutch of crumbling structures, the village was like a prehistoric ruin in a rank, forgotten place.
When the man reached the village, he went directly to one of the first huts, a seven-foot pile of sticks thrust up, mortared with clay, then roofed over with rotten thatch from a collapsed cottage nearby. No proper door barred his way.
Instead, he knocked upon a splintery stab of wood that had been pulled across the entry.
The knocking woke Patrick O'Connell from fitful sleep. Twelve years of age, small and wiry, he owned little more than the ragged clothes he wore and no shoes at all, Coalblack hair framed a pinched face with large eyes that proclaimed his hunger.
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!" the boy whispered under his breath as he made the sign of the cross and glanced about. There were neither windows nor furniture, only a wooden bowl of cornmeal and a chipped jug a quarter full of soured buttermilk. Their other possessions-clothing, digging tools, a few odd bits and scraps-would barely have filled two bundles.
In a hole scooped from the earthen floor near the hut's center lay a turf fire whose glowing ember-the size of a thumb -- offered more smoke than heat. Patrick's mother, Annie O'Connell, and his sister, Maura, were huddled together in a corner, sharing what warmth they could.
Though Patrick wanted to know who had knocked, he held back. Who could have proper business with them at such an hour? The O'Connells' lives had been miserable for so long that the only visitor he could imagine was new calamity.
The potato famine had come, bringing starving times, no employment, illness, and death. So it was that eleven months ago Patrick's father, Gregory O'Connell -- Da to the children -- grew so desperate he took most of the money the family still had and sailed to America in search of work. Since then there had not been one word from him. In that same period a fever had taken Patrick's younger brother, Timothy. His mortal remains lay in Kilonny's crowded cemetery. Now there was no money left to pay the quarterly rent to Mr. Morgan, the agent for Sir James Kirkle, the English lord who owned all the land around the village.
Perfectly reasonable, then, for Patrick to think the knocking meant Mr. Morgan had come to evict them. If it were so, he'd have constables and soldiers by his side to drive the family away and tumble their hut. Such things happened, and often. It was fear of eviction that caused Patrick and Maura to guard the entryway at night. This night's watch was Patrick's.
He looked around for a weapon. Spying a rock against a wall, he hefted it in the palm of his hand. Maybe -- coming in the dark -- the rock would scare the agent off.
"Mother! Maura!" he whispered across the earthen floor. "'Bestir yourselves! Someone's at the door. It's likely Mr. Morgan."
Maura, instantly alert, started up. She was fifteen, tall and thin, with a strong, high-cheeked, and dirty face from which angry blue eyes blazed beneath a tangled mass of long, thick brown hair. It was a rare day-or night-that saw Maura O'Connell smile.
"Did you say someone's come?" she asked.
"And wanting to get in," Patrick said. A pale yellow glow of lantern light seeped through the splintery board.
Maura touched her mother gently. "Mother," she said, "you must move."
Mrs. O'Connell groaned, sat up slowly, and automatically crossed herself. Though only forty-one, she looked the flinty side of fifty. Her thin hair was streaked with gray. Her eyes were dull and sad, her cheeks haggard, her lips parched and tight. When she coughed -- as she did often -- a spike of pain cut deep within her sunken chest.
"What is it?" she asked half in a whisper, half in a moan.
"Someone's at the door," Patrick said with even greater urgency.
"God keep us from more misfortune," his mother murmured. She began to say her rosary beads.
"Go on, Patrick," Maura commanded. "See who it is."
Clutching his stone, Patrick crept forward and put his eye to a crack in the wood. "I can't make him out at all," he said.
Maura pulled her dark red shawl close around her body and moved next to her brother. At the threshold she paused and tried to steady her nerves.
"Maura," Patrick whispered, "if it is Mr. Morgan, I've got a stone for him." He held up his fist.
"Hush!" his sister cried, struggling with her own dread. "Put aside your foolishness! It'll do us no good. None! Do you understand?"
Patrick shrank down and let the stone roll away. "I'll try," he muttered, convincing no one, least of all himself.
"Mother?" Maura called. "Are you ready then?"
Mrs. O"connell, assuming the worst, closed her eyes. With arms wrapped about herself, she began to rock slowly back and forth, praying softly.
Knowing all too well there was little she could do about Mr. Morgan if it were he, Maura faced the entryway, took a deep breath, and cried, "Who's that at the door?"
Meet the Author
Avi's work spans nearly every genre and has received nearly every major prize, including the Newbery Medal for CRISPIN: THE CROSS OF LEAD and Newbery Honors for NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH and THE TRUE CONFESSIONS OF CHARLOTTE DOYLE. Avi lives in Denver, Colorado. You can visit him online at www.avi-writer.com.
- Date of Birth:
- December 23, 1937
- Place of Birth:
- New York, New York
- University of Wisconsin; M.A. in Library Science from Columbia University, 1964
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This book was excellent! I would definetly read the sequel. I'm only gonna give this book 4 stars because I thought that it could have been a bit longer. But other than that, it was an excellent piece of literature masterfully crafted by Avi.
I was very interested in a history sort of book and i ran into this and it was really intriging. once u read it you cant put it down!
Overall The ocenells are tring to eacape from Mr. Morgan. Lawrernce Kirkle is escaping from his family. He met a man who wold come with him. His name is Mr. Clemspool.
I picked this book up and at first I wasn't too sure about it but decided to try anyway. It turned out to be my favorite book of all time and led me into the wonderful works of Avi. The story has a complex and intricate plot that tells a fabulous historical fiction tale of Irish immigrants. EVEN IF YOU DON'T APPRECIATE HISTORICAL FICTION NOVELS, READ THIS ONE!!!! Some historical books are a bore but trust me this is definatley not!
The reader joins the very poor Irish emigrants as they attempt to go to America for a better life. One feels as though he is living through the difficulties with the children. The book keeps your interest all the way to the 'To be continued in next book.'
For a person who doesn't like to read will truly start loving to read. I was that person until I went to my Library and picked out this book. As soon as I started reading the book I couldn't put it down. The only thing I was upset about this book was that AVI didn't write thrid book. I think The Escape from Home should be turn into a series. So, I urge you to read this book and learn to love reading.
This book is very exciting. First Maura, 15 and Patrick, 11 escape the poverty of Ireland. Then Sir Laurance Kirkle escapes the unfairness between him and his brother. They are both trying to make there way to America.
I could not put it down!!!!! If u like action this is great 4 u! I jus didn't like Mr.Bartholomew!!! He was really domb well u can read it urself.
I absolutely love this book! It is a bit hard to follow at times, but it is truly wonderful. This book is the kind of book where there are two different stories, but they combine near the end. The story is about two Irish immagrent children who are trying to make it to America, and about a boy (Laurence) who is the son of Lord Kinkle. He is treated unjustly, so he decides to run away from home. There are a lot of happenings that are in greater detail, but as for the rest, you'll just have to read the book!
I loved it!! A great exciting book I think any one should read! Especially if you lik action! I couldn't put it down!
Book Review Outline Book title and author: Beyond the Western Sea Title of review: Can you get across the western see that fast? Number of stars (1 to 5): **** Introduction This review is merely just going over the fact that this book is great. I read this book because I needed a book for class, and I didn¿t have one, so I picked it up, and here I am writing a book review on how much I liked it. I¿m sure if you read it you¿d like it. Description and summary of main points To summarize the story I can simply say that a brother and a sister want to get to America, and escape the poverty stricken city of London. I could say that, but in the story there is so much more than that. The events that go on are so exciting. Evaluation When you look at the summary on the back of the book you think it¿s just another boring book. It¿s not plain and simply. The characters go perfect with the story, and their attitudes and personality are perfect for the era too. The Style and the plot go together and are great for the story. Conclusion The book is one of the best I have read this year, and probably one of the best I have ever read. This review is to show just that, and to try to encourage you to read it. I could bet money you would like it. Your final review For this book I would give four out of five stars, because it is a great book, yet I don¿t think it is long enough. I am sure some people would disagree but that is just my opinion.