The Legend of Luke (Redwall Series #12)

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In this twelfth book of the masterful Redwall epic, storyteller Brian Jacques goes back in time to the days before Redwall, revealing with dramatic poignancy the legend of the first of the magnificent Redwall warriors--Luke, father of Martin.

Joined by Trimp the Hedgehog, Dinny Foremole, and Gonff--the ever-mischievous Prince of Mousethieves--it is that legend Martin hopes to discover when he embarks on a perilous journey to the northland shore, where his father abandoned him ...

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Overview

In this twelfth book of the masterful Redwall epic, storyteller Brian Jacques goes back in time to the days before Redwall, revealing with dramatic poignancy the legend of the first of the magnificent Redwall warriors--Luke, father of Martin.

Joined by Trimp the Hedgehog, Dinny Foremole, and Gonff--the ever-mischievous Prince of Mousethieves--it is that legend Martin hopes to discover when he embarks on a perilous journey to the northland shore, where his father abandoned him as a child. There, within the carcass of a great red ship--broken in half and wedged high up between pillars of stone--he finally uncovers what he has been searching for: the true story of the evil pirate stoat, Vilu Daskar, and the valiant warrior who pursued him relentlessly over the high seas, seeking to destroy Vilu at all costs, even if it meant deserting his only son.

For ages 9 and above.

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The Legend Behind the Legend

Master storyteller Brian Jacques has been holding kids of all ages spellbound for years with his delightful Redwall tales. This anthropomorphic fantasy series follows the adventures of the woodland creatures inhabiting Redwall Abbey and its surrounding lands, a mythical place where the forces of good and evil often battle. Now, for the 12th book in the series, Jacques takes his readers back in time to the very beginnings of Redwall. The Legend of Luke is the prequel, the story that precedes all the others and details the exploits of the first and most noble of all the Redwall warriors -- Luke, the father of that heroic and plucky warrior mouse, Martin.

The story opens with Martin deciding to make a journey to the dangerous northland. It was here that Martin was born and his mother slain. Martin's father, Luke, survived that long-ago attack, but shortly thereafter he left his young son and took off for the high seas. Martin never saw his father again, though he occasionally heard stories about him. He travels now to search for answers, hoping to uncover the man behind the myth.

Martin's journey is fraught with peril but also provides him with a ragtag group of fellow travelers he meets along the way. Eventually the group takes to the sea, and when they reach the shores of the northland, they come across an odd sight: the remains of a broken ship wedged high in the air between two towering monoliths of rock that rise from the sea. Inside this ship, the travelers discover an elderly rabbit named Beau, who knew Martin's father well.

From this point on, the book is devoted to Luke's story. Martin learns how his father made the difficult decision to leave his young son behind and seek revenge against the evil pirate stoat, Vilu Daskar. It was Daskar who slew Martin's mother and a host of others camped out along the northland coast. It was through a mere quirk of circumstance that both Luke and Martin survived. But the cold-blooded killings and the death of his wife left Luke embittered and angry, enough so that he left Martin behind so he could hunt down the evil Vilu and seek retribution.

The story of how Luke finds the evil pirate and ultimately seeks his revenge is laden with heroic gestures and touching bonds of friendship. The bad guys are so blatantly bad they are easy to loathe, so even the small victories achieved by Luke and his band of warriors are occasions for cheering. The good guys, in standard Redwall fashion, prove to be a colorful and eclectic bunch, their dedication and valor unimpeachable. There are standout heroes, to be sure, but the story makes it clear that each of the good characters is a hero in his or her own right.

Jacques's language and dialects can make the reading difficult at times, which tends to make the ideal audience ages nine and up. But the story itself will appeal to anyone with a sense of adventure and a vivid imagination. There's violence to be had and a goodly share of shed blood and gore, but there is also an abundance of good humor and a strong sense of camaraderie. For longtime Redwall fans, The Legend of Luke adds a fascinating layer to the overall mythology. For those who haven't yet had the pleasure of the Redwall experience, this 12th book in the series is a great place to start.

—Beth Amos

Chicago Tribune
Swashbuckling adventures told with great gusto.
Seattle Post-Intelligencer
The Medieval world of Redwall Abbey-where gallant mouse warriors triumph over evil invaders-has truly become the stuff of legend.
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
Author Jacques reads his latest work with an assured and enthusiastic tone that demonstrates his familiarity with and passion for his subject matter. In this 12th story about the woodland creatures who inhabit and defend Redwall Abbey, listeners are treated to a prequel of sorts. In the early days of Redwall, Martin the warrior leaves the still-growing abbey and travels to the Northland shore where his father, the warrior Luke, had abandoned him as a child. Along the way, Martin and his companions must fight off weasels and other evil vermin. But once Martin reaches his destination, the answers to many of his lifelong questions are answered. He discovers the real reason his father was forced to leave him behind. As always, Jacques peppers his storytelling with humor, sumptuous descriptions and abundant adventure. Some listeners may find that Jacques's heavy Liverpool accent takes a bit of getting used to, but once acclimated, will be captivated by this colorful tale. Ages 9-up. (Jan.) Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.|
Children's Literature - Children's Literature
In this twelfth book in the wonderful Redwall epic, Jacques deftly portrays mouse warrior Martin's dramatic search into his past. Martin never has understood why his father, Luke, abandoned him as a young boy. But as he listens to a young hedgehog maid, who sings a song recounting the adventures of a young warrior named Luke, Martin begins to solve the mystery of his father's death. Accompanied by some dedicated companions, Martin fights many battles, internal and external, as he attempts to learn more about his father. Luke's journal provides some valuable information about his battle against the evil Pirate Vilu Daskar. This fast-paced novel will delight new or returning readers to the Redwall series. 2000, Philomel Books, Ages 9 up, $22.95. Reviewer: Rebecca Joseph
ALAN Review
Martin of Redwall, the warrior mouse, sets out in Brian Jacque's twelfth installment of the Tales from Redwall to find out what happened to his father, Luke the Warrior. Along the way he makes new beast friends that help in his quest, and he slays beast foes that threaten him and his traveling companion. Jacques writes another marvelous tale of engaging and honorable heroes and vile and treacherous villains, from mice and moles and hedgehogs, to the evil and seagoing stoat, Vilu Daskar. For fans of the series, The Legend of Luke falls chronologically between Mossflower and Redwall. For readers new to the series, the book stands alone as an exciting adventure into Martin the Warrior's heritage of courage and integrity. Young readers should be cautioned about vengeful violence. This book is likely to appeal to adolescent readers who have found a friend in the Harry Potter stories. Genre: Fantasy/Friendship. 1999, Philomel, Ages 9 to 12, $22.95. Reviewer: Susanne L. Johnston
KLIATT
To quote KLIATT's May 2000 review of the hardcover edition: In this 12th book in the Redwall series, the brave mouse Martin the Warrior leaves Redwall Abbey to undertake a dangerous journey back to his birthplace on the northland shore, accompanied by Trimp the Hedgehog, Dinny Foremole, and Goff, the Prince of Mousethieves. Marin finds a huge red ship wedged high up between two great rocks (nicely depicted on the cover) and learns about the legend of his father Luke, a Warrior Chieftain who hunted the evil pirate stoat Vilu Daskar across the seas. Full of daring deeds, this tale will appeal to fans of the series as well as readers who enjoy animal fantasies and adventure stories. Like the other Redwall books, it can stand on its own. British author Jacques started writing the tales to entertain children at Liverpool's School for the Blind; they are full of lively animal characters and exciting scenes of battle and adventure. Characters often speak in dialect (e.g., "Gurr, 'ome, marm, bain't et a wunnerful word!") that may take a bit of getting used to for American readers. KLIATT Codes: JSA—Recommended for junior and senior high school students, advanced students, and adults. 1999, Berkley/Ace, 342p, illus, maps, 18cm, $6.99. Ages 13 to adult. Reviewer: Paula Rohrlick; March 2001 (Vol. 35 No. 2)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780142501092
  • Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
  • Publication date: 6/28/2005
  • Series: Redwall Series , #12
  • Edition description: Reissue
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 345,670
  • Age range: 10 - 14 Years
  • Product dimensions: 5.00 (w) x 7.70 (h) x 1.30 (d)

Meet the Author

Brian  Jacques
In the summertime, Brian Jacques creates his enthralling Redwall books on an old manual typewriter in the garden of his Liverpool home. "I like to think of myself as a bit of an old-fashioned romantic in writing," he says. "I don't like technology. I like the romantic age of "once upon a time" and "long ago and far away ..."

Before he began writing for children, Brian Jacques' life was as rich and adventurous as the stories he creates. At the age of fifteen, he went to sea and travelled the world before returning to Liverpool. He has been a professional fold singer and has won acclaim for his plays performed at the Everyman Theatre, where he was resident playwright. For many years, he has presented his one-man show, Jakestown, on Radio Merseyside.

The Legend of Luke is the twelfth book in the best-selling Redwall series which has captivated young readers everywhere and won universal praise. Redwall, Mossflower and Salamandastron have each won the Lancashire Libraries Children's Book of the Year Award. Redwall, Mossflower and Mattimeo have won the Western Australian Young Readers' Award, and together with Salamandastron, were nominated for the Carnegie Medal.

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Biography

The drawings that open the chapters in a Redwall book may look sweet, but Brian Jacques' fantasies are not for the faint of heart. Adventure, peril, betrayal, and downright slaughter abound in these hefty novels about the creatures -- mice, hares, moles, badgers, and sparrows -- who inhabit Redwall Abbey in medieval England.

Brian Jacques has had a life nearly as exciting as that of some of his characters: After dropping out of school in his native Liverpool at the age of 15, he traveled the world as a merchant seaman, visiting ports from America to Asia. Upon returning to England, he held a wide variety of jobs, from railway fireman to boxer among them. In the 1960s, he and his two brothers formed the Liverpool Fishermen, a folksinging group. Jacques also tried his hand as a playwright, producing several stage plays -- Brown Bitter, Wet Nellies, Scouse – about native Liverpudlians.

The Redwall stories, which were to earn him legions of fans, were born out of his time as a volunteer storyteller at the Royal Wavertree School for the Blind in Liverpool. Jacques maintains that his detailed writing style was developed here; he was forced to be as descriptive as possible, so his audience would be able to experience his stories as if they could see. He created the first Redwall story as a gift to the children of the school, but never intended to publish it commercially. Fortunately for his many fans on both sides of the Atlantic, a friend sent his first manuscript to a publisher, and the rousing series took off in England in 1986 and in the U.S. the following year with Redwall.

Jacques takes issue with the notion that his books are "fantasy" fiction, a description that he says "smacks of swords and sorcery and dungeons and dragons. . . . I like to think of my books as old-fashioned adventures that happened ‘Once upon a time, long ago and far away.'"

The novels appeal generally to an audience of nine- to fifteen-year-olds, but have admirers both younger and older. The tales pivot on the conflict between good and evil; good invariably triumphs. Indeed, morality issues are always clear in Jacques' books: cruelty, greed, and avarice are eradicated in all forms; bravery, loyalty, and resourcefulness reap rewards aplenty. When it comes to characters, though, Jacques is less simplistic: Martin the Warrior, who through his courage and cunning rose to become the noblest hero in the land, is given to impetuousness, and the miscreant Cluny has both good and bad sides, a la Long John Silver.

For female readers, the Redwall books can be extra satisfying. His female creatures are as adventurous as the males: they don't faint into their male counterparts' arms, but explore, swashbuckle, and rescue on their own. In Mariel of Redwall (1991), the courageous girl mousechild Mariel, thrown overboard by the Gabool, leader of the evil pirate Searats, exacts her own brand of revenge.

Jacques' usually swift pace sometimes comes to a slogging halt with extraordinarily detailed descriptions of the legendary Redwall feasts, right down to the last acorn and drop of buttercup and honey cordial. But the author is redeemed by his delicate interweaving of subplots, his memorable menagerie, his rollicking sense of adventure, and his ability to transport the reader into an entirely different world, a world that, as one critic for The New York Times put it, "is both an incredible and ingratiating place, one to which readers will doubtless cheerfully return."

Good To Know

Brian Jacques wrote his books in longhand or on a manual typewriter, or, if the weather permits, outdoors.

Despite his success as an author, Jacques continued to broadcast the weekly radio show, Jakestown, that he hosted before he wrote the Redwall books.

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    1. Date of Birth:
      June 15, 1939
    2. Place of Birth:
      Liverpool, England
    1. Date of Death:
      February 5, 2011
    2. Place of Death:
      Liverpool, England
    1. Education:
      St. John’s School, Liverpool, England
    2. Website:

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The Legend of LUKE


By Brian Jacques

FIREBIRD

Copyright © 1999 The Redwall Abbey Company, Ltd.
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-14-250109-3


Chapter One

Summer's first morn was like no other!

Trimp the roving hedgehog wandered through the woodlands like one in a dream, drinking in the beauty of Mossflower Country, so different from the cold northland coast whence she had traveled. Dew was still upon each leaf, delicate mist tendrils wreathed into greengold sun shafts 'twixt mighty oak, slender rowan and stately elm. Birds trilled sweetly, butterflies fluttered silently, bees hummed busily over flowers, ferns and lichen-clad rocks. Trimp's heart felt as light as the haversack on her back. She ignored hunger, feasting her senses on the glory of her surroundings and the delight of the new season. Swinging her ash stave jauntily, she skipped a little jig and broke out into song.

"You lark on high, O minstrel of the sky, Sing out! Sing out! Now sing you joyously, To Mother Nature and her earth, This is the golden summer's birth, A wondrous sight to see! Hail, fine tall trees, Your leaves dance on the breeze, Rejoice! Rejoice! And sway so gracefully, You'll feel your blossom soon give way, To ripened fruit some sunny day, Oh please save some for me! Sing out! Rejoice! Let all who have a voice, Call out so sweet and happily, O'er woodland vale and grassy lea, Good day my friend to thee!"

As Trimp ended her song, a voice hailed her.

"An' good day to thee, too, pretty one!"

She halted at the edge of a ditch. Two sturdy old hedgehogs stood on a path at the other edge, grinning cheerfully. They were alike as peas in a pod. One of them called to her, "We'll 'elp you across yon ditch, missie. Stay there!"

Taking a few paces back, Trimp winked cheekily at the pair. "Nay, you stay there. I'll help myself!"

With a short run and a hop, she dug the long ash stave in the bank and pole-vaulted neatly across. Both hedgehogs wriggled furiously until their backspikes rattled, an ancient hog form of applause. Trimp immediately took a liking to the jolly pair. She stood directly in front of them and lowered her head formally, and they did likewise until all three creatures' headspikes touched in the traditional greeting of their species. Introductions were made.

"Good sirs, I'm called Trimp the Rover."

"Marm, I'm called Ferdy an' that fat 'un's my brother Coggs, both of Redwall Abbey."

Coggs snorted, pointing to Ferdy's ample stomach. "I ain't as fat as ole Ferdy, am I, miz Trimp?"

She giggled. "You're as tubby as one another."

Ferdy and Coggs exchanged wry glances.

"She's pretty all right, pretty impudent!"

"Aye, truthful an' pitiless, jus' like all the pretty "uns!"

"She's thin, though. D'ye think she could 'elp pull a log?"

"Miz Trimp ain't thin, she's slender-but strong, I'll wager, the way she leaped yon ditch. She can pull logs."

Trimp pursed her lips shrewdly. "Of course I can pull logs. I could tow a log with both of you sitting atop of it, if I'd a mind to. But I'm feeling very slender today, owing to the fact that I've an empty haversack on my back. So, towing logs means payment in food."

Ferdy and Coggs exchanged more wry glances.

"Miz Trimp knows wot she wants, don't she!"

"Ho, she certainly does, mate. That 'og ain't soft as moss nor green as the grass. We'll 'ave to feed 'er."

"Only when we gets back to Redwall, though. Then she can tuck into vittles 'til she's like two of us'n's put t'gether. So, is it a bargain, marm?"

Trimp banged her stave butt down on the path decisively. "Done! Lead me to your log, friends."

It was not a very big log, more like a heavy sycamore limb. They attached ropes and pulled, and the wood slid easily along the dewy grass of the pathside. Trimp was full of questions for Ferdy and Coggs.

"What is this Redwall place and how far off is it?"

"Hah, missie, you won't say that someday. Anybeast'll be able to see it from a good league off. Right, Coggs?"

"Right, Ferdy. When we gets round this bend in the path, beyond that big grove of oaks, then you'll see it, Trimp. 'Tis gore to be a great Abbey, but it ain't properly built yet. Martin reckons three more seasons should see the main Abbey buildin' showin' its spire top."

Trimp suddenly stopped pulling and smote her forehead with an open paw, as if she had just remembered something. "Of course! I've heard other travelers mention the great redstone building in Mossflower. You say there's a Martin there. Is he a mouse, son of Luke the Warrior?"

Ferdy shrugged and beckoned her to keep pulling. "Oh, he's a warrior sure enough, missie. As to his father, I think somebeast mentioned his name was Luke-eh, Coggs?"

Coggs switched the rope to his other shoulder. "Could be, mate. Nobeast knows much about our Martin-he keeps his past fairly quiet. Mark my words, though, Trimp, the noblest fighter that ever wielded a sword is Martin the Warrior-he fears nothin' an' battles like tenbeasts. Hoho, lookee there, marm, that's Redwall Abbey. See!"

Trimp's eyes grew wide with wonder. Never had she seen anything built on such a grand scale, even though it was still incomplete. The Abbey reared out of the forest on the path's east side, fashioned from mighty blocks of red sandstone. There was a high perimeter wall with battlements and a broad walkway behind them, and visible above this outer wall the main building stood two-thirds finished. Buttresses, arches and columns could be seen between the wooden scaffolding. Mice, moles, squirrels, otters, hedgehogs and voles labored busily, hauling, laying, chipping, carving and carrying, all over the structure. Ferdy and Coggs chuckled at Trimp's astonishment.

"Hohoho. Shows wot honest 'ardworkin' woodlanders can do when they puts their paws t'work, eh, miss?"

"Aye, buildin' Redwall Abbey, a place o' safety an' cheer for goodbeasts to live in, with walls that'd stand the worst any vermin foes could think of!"

Trimp enjoyed the pride in her friends' faces as they spoke of their home. She cocked her head as a hollow booming sound echoed out.

"What's that noise? Are they doing something special?"

Coggs winked at her and patted his stomach. "That's the call for lunch. We're just in time!"

The three hedgehogs pulled their log through the impressively solid wallgates, which were opened for them by a mole. He tugged his snout, saying in quaint molespeech, "Hurr, gudd day to ee. Boi okey, mates, ee likkle 'ogmaid be purtier'n both of you 'uns. 'Ow be you'm called, miz?"

Trimp shook the formidable digging claw of the twinkle-eyed mole heartily. "I'm Trimp, sir, ten times hungrier than I'm pretty."

A deep smile crinkled the mole's velvety face. "Gurtly pleasured to meet ee, miz Trimp. Oi'm ee Foremole yurrabouts. If'n ee be 'ungered then fear not, us'n's can vittle ee up to yore spoikeytips. Hurrhurrhurr!"

Leaving the log by the gatehouse wall, the three hedgehogs followed the Foremole across broad lawns to the pond, where scores of Redwallers were washing their paws before lunch. Trimp joined them, while Ferdy pointed out various individuals.

"That 'un swimmin' about is Skipper of Otters, a chieftain. Pretty mousewife by the reeds is Columbine, jolly-lookin' beast with 'er is Gonff, Prince of Mousethieves, an' the liddle 'un is their son Baby Gonflet. Dinny Foremole you already know."

The hollow booming sounded out again, and this time Trimp saw that it was made by a squirrel beating on a hollowed section of tree trunk with two wooden batons. Ferdy nudged her. "That's Lady Amber, our Squirrel-queen. Come on, young 'un, off to the Council afore you sit down to eat."

Trimp followed Ferdy and Coggs to the orchard, where tables and benches were laid in an open square. Ferdy bade her stand back until all were seated. The traveling hogmaid could not wrench her eyes from the food-it was like being at the center of a delicious dream. Cauldrons of fresh vegetable soup steamed savory aromas around new oven-baked bread shaped into biscuits, batches and loaves. Cheeses, ranging from deep yellow to pale cream and studded with nuts, celery and herbs, were placed between heaped trays of woodland salads. Small tarts showed the rich hues of damson, apple, blackberry and greengage through their pastry-latticed tops. Jugs and pitchers of ale, fruit cordial and cold mint tea were being brought to the tables by servers. Trimp held her kerchief politely to her mouth, lest anybeast see it watering. Ferdy tugged her tunic hem and whispered, "Come on, missie, don't be afeared. Nobody will eat ye!" He led her round to the table nearest to the Abbey.

A huge, ancient badger, bent with the weight of many seasons, gazed at her with kind brown eyes and nodded. "Welcome to Redwall Abbey, little one. I am Bella of Brockhall. You look as if you have traveled far."

Trimp curtsied deeply. She liked Bella on first sight.

"Marm, I am Trimp the Rover, so traveling is my business. Since late winter, I have been walking from the northlands."

"Fourth clans? Did she say fourth clans?"

Next to Bella, the tiniest, oldest, frailest mouse Trimp had ever seen was sitting in a small cushioned chair, wrapped in a thick warm shawl. The mouse sitting on the old one's other side leaned close to her and spoke loudly.

"Northlands, Abbess Germaine. Our guest has walked all the way here from the northlands!"

He turned, smiling, to Trimp. The hogmaid warmed immediately to the sturdy beast, his strong features and friendly tone.

"'Tis fitting to have one so pretty to grace our table as guest on summer's first day. I'm called Martin."

The mouse named Gonff, seated close by with his wife and babe, winked at Trimp and called out, "Aye, matey, an' he's never called late to table!"

Martin smiled at his friend and closest ally. "Hah! Look who's talking. The greatest grubsnatcher ever to lift a ladle!"

Gonff pointed at himself innocently. "Who me? I hardly ever touch food, matey. A crust an' a beaker o' water's good enough for me!"

His wife Columbine adopted an expression of mock surprise. "Lackaday, it must be the birds eating all those pies an' pasties I'm forever baking. What d'you think, Gonflet?"

Baby Gonflet chuckled uproariously. "It's me'n'daddy, we pincha pies'n'pattees offa windersill when they be's gudd'n'ot, us eatem all up, yumyum!"

Gonff covered his baby son's mouth amid general laughter. "It was his idea, Columbine. He's been leadin' me astray!"

Trimp took her seat amid the happy Redwallers. Old Abbess Germaine waited until Bella brought order to the assembly by tapping a spoon on the tabletop. Heads bowed while the ancient mouse recited grace in a quavery voice.

"May good fortune never cease, Where we build and till the soil, Mother Nature grant us peace, And reward us for our toil.

Summer's come, now life is sweet, Food is here for one and all, In good friendship let us eat, As one family at Redwall."

Bella served Trimp with soup, Martin passed the bread and cheese, Columbine piled a platter with salad for her and the charming squirrel called Lady Amber topped up her beaker with fruit cordial. Trimp went at it with the best. Dinny the Foremole shielded his mouth with a paw, whispering to the Skipper of Otters.

"Hurr hurr, dearie me, oi never afore see'd nobeast tuck into ee vittles loik miz Trimp. Zurr Gonff be eatin' loik ee buttyfly alongsoid o' that young 'un!"

Gonff the Mousethief wrinkled his nose at the mole. "I heard that, matey. Shove that cheese this way an' I'll show ye what a dainty eater I am. Hoi, Gonflet, get yore spoon out o' my soup, you liddle bandit!"

Columbine smiled sweetly at Trimp. "Like father, like son, I always say."

After lunch Trimp volunteered to help Martin and his friends hoist a roofbeam. Skipper and his crew were atop the half-timbered dormitory with mallets and pegs, awaiting the heavy oaken beam. The jovial otter jiggled the rope in its pulley block and called down, "Ahoy, mates, if'n we wait 'round much longer up 'ere we'll sprout wings'n'feathers an' fly off!"

Gonff secured the rope to the beam, and spat on his paws. "Right, mateys, let's send 'er up with a will. Anybeast got a good haulin' river song t'help out?"

Bella held up a paw in response. "I'll do 'Grumbledum Tugg' if you like!"

A groan arose from the hauling party. Baby Gonflet clapped both paws over his tiny ears.

"Not dat one agin, miz Bell, you allus singin' 'Grungledun Tuggs.' Ferdy say miz Trimpy be a good singer."

Bella sighed, bowing slightly to the hedgehog maid. "Trimp, nobeast is forcing you to sing, but it'd be nice if you'd oblige. D'you know any good hauling shanty songs?"

Trimp did, and she immediately sang out in a fine clear voice.

"Away O! Away O! Haul hard an' take her out, I'll tell ye of the Greenhawk, An' her cap'n, ole Chopsnout. Away O! Away O! Now bend yore backs an' heave ho!

Ole Reynard Chopsnout was a fox, A bad corsair to boot, Who ran his vessel on some rocks, While searchin' 'round for loot. Away O! Away O! Now bend yore backs an' heave ho!

So to the northlands he did steer, The Greenhawk to repair, A warrior who knew no fear, Named Luke was livin' there. Away O! Away O! Now bend yore backs an' heave ho!

That corsair came with all his horde, I'll tell ye mates 'tis true, Brave Luke took up his battlesword, An' that bad fox he slew. Away O! Away O! Now bend yore backs an' heave ho! Then Luke called up his gallant crew, And Greenhawk did repair, He changed her name to Sayna, too, Which sounded good and fair. Away O! Away O! Now bend yore backs an' heave ho!

So Luke the Warrior sailed away, He left the northland shore, He swore an oath that one fine day, He'd come back home once more. Away O! Away O! Now bend yore backs an' heave ho!"

The beam was halfway up when Trimp stopped singing. Martin had his footpaws dug in firmly, holding the swaying oaken balk steady with the rest of his friends. He stared at the roving hedgehog, gritting from between clenched jaws: "What've you stopped singing for, missie? Keep on!"

Trimp returned his stare, shaking her head. "But that's all I know. I never learned the rest!"

Gonff slid forward a fraction as the beam began losing height. Urgently, he muttered, "Then start from the beginnin' an' sing it again, matey, afore we're all wearin' an oakbeam for a hat!"

Trimp sang the hauling shanty, as far as she knew the verses, twice before the beam was safe in the otters' strong paws on the dormitory top.

When the others went off to new chores, Martin called Trimp to him. Walking on either side of her, he and Gonff escorted her across to the gatehouse and showed her in. The Mousethief took flagon and beakers from a cupboard where he had hidden them, and poured drinks for all three.

"Ninian's cider, I calls this. Comes from the ole place down south on the path, where I live from time to time."

They sipped the cold sweet cider appreciatively, in silence. It was cool and shady in the gatehouse after the bright noon sun outside. Martin leaned forward. "Trimp, where did you hear that song?"

"My grandmum Welff Tiptip used to sing it. She told me that she once knew a little mouse named Martin, too. Was that you?"

Gazing into his beaker, he slowly swirled the cider. "That was me. I am Martin of Redwall, son of Luke the Warrior. My mother's name was Sayna. Strange, I had almost forgotten it, until you sang your shanty. Sayna was the name my father gave to his ship as well. Being little more than a babe at the time, I don't remember much. But it comes back to me a little now. Tell me, miss, what else did your grandmum say? Anything at all?"

Holding her beaker with both paws, Trimp sipped and pondered. "There were names ... Coll, Denno, Cordle, and others I can't recall. Is that any help to you, Martin?"

"I'm afraid not. But carry on, please."

"Hmm, now let me see. She used to talk of old Twoola, er, Drunn Tun

(Continues...)



Excerpted from The Legend of LUKE by Brian Jacques Copyright © 1999 by The Redwall Abbey Company, Ltd. . Excerpted by permission.
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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 11, 1999

    My Best Work Yet!!!

    I hope you enjoy my new book!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 5, 2013

    Legend of Luke

    I want to read it soooooo bad!!!!!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 14, 2013

    Gjfu

    READ EVERY BOOK ON THE SERIES!!!! BEST BOOK SERIES FOR ADVENTURE LOVERS!!!!!!










    Sadly the author died january 2012 T_T BUT STILL A GREAT BOOK SERIES

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 5, 2013

    One of my favorites

    Best Redwall yet! I loved the return if Martin and Gnoff, my favorite character. You have to read Mossflower to understand the background, but I loved it!!

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  • Posted December 31, 2010

    more from this reviewer

    Favorite Redwall book

    Read this over and over and I am reading it again.

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  • Posted January 16, 2010

    way to go Jacques

    This book is one of the few that actually take you from the beginning and make you read it. It has one of theose characters (Martin), that is just so interesting you want to know his past and life story. All I have to say is WAY TO GO JACQUES!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 14, 2009

    Mavalous

    Wonderful book. I own it and have read it many times. I think almost anyone would like it. It is a little hard to read and understand for smaler people though.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 20, 2007

    Very interesting you won't be able to put it down

    The Legend of Luke is an exciting fantasy story from the author of the Redwall series Brian Jacques. In this book Martin set out to find his past in the one place he remembers be at when he was a child, The North Shore. Martin sets out with a few friends down to the north shore and encounters numerous dangers along the way. Luckily, with the help of log a log Furmo and his shrews they make it to the north shore. Their Martin recalls part of his childhood at the cave where he once lived in. Martin discovers an old mouse, one of the surviving members of Luke's tribe, and learns of others living in the Arf ship. When Martin and his companions get to the ship they meet Luke¿s friends that set out with him to avenge his tribe after Vilu Daskar came and slaughtered them. Their Luke's very old friends read Martin the Legend of Luke told by them. Martin learns of his father¿s tribe and the journey Luke took for revenge. He also learns how he came to be separated from both his mother and father at such a young age. This book will keep you turning pages all throughout the story. I hope you enjoy it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 17, 2007

    cool

    This book answers alot of questions on Martin's past. It is impossible to putr down (Trust i've tried).

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 17, 2005

    Two times the Redwall bliss!

    This book tells two stories in one - Martin's journy to the Arfship, and the legend of Luke the Warrior. This is one of my favorite out of all the Redwall books!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 24, 2005

    One of the greatest books EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    When Trimp,a wandering hedgehog,arrives at Redwall she sings a ditty about Reynard Chopsnout and Luke the warrior,it makes Martin feel sad.After that Martin,Gonff,Trimp and foremole Dinny embark on a quest to learn the legend of Luke the warrior.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 23, 2004

    It was o.k.

    I KIND OF LIKED IT BUT I THOUGH THAT MARLFOX WAS WAY COOLER... I MEAN, IT WAS EXITING.... JUST NOT MY FAVORITE.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 30, 2003

    BEST REDWALL YET!

    If you have ever been interested of stories about mice; and love war stories that end peacefully this book is for you! The book has colorful character s tyhat bring you in.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 8, 2003

    Excellent

    The Legand of Luke is based in a fantesy world created by Brian Jacques. In this world is where furry little woodland creatures live. The story starts out at the unfinished redwall abby. There you meet Martin, an adventoures warrior mouse who is determind to find information about his family. Read the book to uncover the mysteries of Martin. You will be enchanted by the characters in this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 31, 2003

    it's a good book

    The Legend of Luke is an extremely good book. My favorite part is when Martin is with the otters and does the Battleblade Dance. I have read each book at least twice, some over 10 times!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 21, 2003

    A sailing dream....

    Before I picked up this book, I had read Martin the Warrior- recommended by my cousin. At first I was reluctant to read it, and the book sat on my shelf for two years before I picked it up. I was immediatly spell bound, and wanted to know more about Martin and his past. The Legend of Luke was a story that helped me understand why Luke had left, and it was made even more enjoyable by the antics of the characters and the perils faced. The Legend of Luke now stands as one of my favorites and most recommended books. GASP! I've turned into my cousin! ^^

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 2, 2003

    Another Great Tail by Brain Jaques

    Another great tail by Brain Jaques, The Legend of Luke. I would give The Legend of Luke five out of five stars. Martian is the main character of this story, he is a born worrier but loving to all he founded Redwall. While there are many protagonists I will just tell you about Martian. The Legend of Luke is the second book in the Redwall series but you could read it any time. One thing you will notice about the Redwall books is that all the protagonists are animals. It may take time to get used to it but you will. Martian (Luke¿s son) who founded Redwall. ( Redwall is a safe place that the creatures of mossflower they can come and stay there or live there if they care to). Martian met a hedgehog named Trimp; she sung a song that talked about Martians father Luke. Martian immediately asked her about it. His father had gone when he was little to avenge his mother¿s death. Martian had always meant to go back but couldn¿t remember how to get there. He travels to the north sore and makes many friends along the way some choose to join him on his journey. One thing you will notice is that Martian or Gonff knows almost everyone. The fantasy elements of this story are talking animals, like I said though you will get used to it. Another thing would be that the animals built a fortress. All the animals have personalities, some are bad, and some are good. There are pirates and worriers, and priests. It¿s a classic good and evil fighting books. A great read any time!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 1, 2003

    A great Book for adventurous People

    This book is a really great book especially for adventurous people. I recomend it for anyone who wants a good book to read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 24, 2003

    ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS I HAVE READ!!!

    From all the Redwall books I have read, this is one of the BEST!!! I really recommend it to people who have not read this book!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 7, 2003

    A TERRIFIC READ!!

    Legend of Luke was awesome! It's been over a year since I've read the book, so don't expect me to get the names right. Luke's friend did a good relating the 'Legend of Luke.' The sea voyages were cool and so was the ship wedged in the rocks.

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