Tai-Pan [NOOK Book]

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It is the early 19th century, when European traders and adventurers first began to penetrate the forbidding Chinese mainland. And it is in this exciting time and exotic place that a giant of an Englishman, Dirk Straun, sets out to turn the desolate island of Hong Kong into an impregnable fortress of British power, and to make himself ...
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Overview


It is the early 19th century, when European traders and adventurers first began to penetrate the forbidding Chinese mainland. And it is in this exciting time and exotic place that a giant of an Englishman, Dirk Straun, sets out to turn the desolate island of Hong Kong into an impregnable fortress of British power, and to make himself supreme ruler…Tai-Pan!

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New York Times reviewer Orville Prescott claimed that in Tai-Pan, Clavell "holds attention with a relentless grip. Tai- Pan frequently is crude. It is grossly exaggerated much of the time. But seldom does a novel appear so stuffed with imaginative invention, so packed with melodramatic action, so gaudy and flamboyant with blood and sin, treachery and conspiracy, sex and murder." A Time critic labeled the work "a belly-gutting, god-rotting typhoon of a book" and added: "Its narrative pace is numbing, its style deafening, its language penny dreadful.... It isn't art and it isn't truth. But its very energy and scope command the eye."
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“Unforgettable!”—Chicago Tribune

“A fabulous epic of the Far East that will disturb and excite you…a thrilling and enticing tale of adventure and human relationships…dramatic episodes, exotic vignettes and heady descriptive passages.” –Baltimore Sun

“Clavell is, as always, a matchless tale-spinner.”—Cosmopolitan

“Every five or six years there appears on the horizon a book so vast in scope, so peopled with bold, colorful characters, it eclipses other efforts…. Such a book is Tai-Pan.”Pittsburgh Press

“Grand entertainment...packed with action...gaudy and flanboyant with blood and sin, treachery and conspiracy, sex and murder...fresh and vigorous.” —New York Times

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780307491572
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 11/12/2008
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 736
  • Sales rank: 29,848
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

James Clavell, who died in 1994, was a screenwriter, director, producer, and novelist born in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia. Although he wrote the screenplays for a number of acclaimed films, including The Fly (1958), The Great Escape (1963), and To Sir With Love (1967), he is best known for his epic novels in his Asian Saga.

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Chapter One


"A pox on this stinking island," Brock said, staring around the beach and up at the mountains. "The whole of China at our feets and all we takes be this barren, sodding rock."

He was standing on the foreshore with two of his fellow China traders. Scattered about them were other clusters of traders, and officers from the expeditionary force. They were all waiting for the Royal Navy officer to begin the ceremony. An honor guard of twenty marines was drawn up in two neat lines beside the flagpole, the scarlet of their uniforms a sudden splash of color. Near them were the untidy knots of sailors who had just fought the flagpole into the stony soil.

"Eight bells were time to raise the flag," Brock said, his voice rasping with impatience. "It be an hour past. Wot's godrotting delay for?"

"It's bad joss to curse on a Tuesday, Mr. Brock," Jeff Cooper said. He was a lean, hook-nosed American from Boston, his frock coat black and his felt top hat set at a jaunty angle. "Very bad!"
Cooper's partner, Wilf Tillman, stiffened slightly, feeling the underlying edge to the younger man's nasal voice. He was thickset and ruddy, and came from Alabama.

"I'll tell thee right smartly, this whole godrotting flyspeck be bad joss!" Brock said. "Joss" was a Chinese word that meant Luck and Fate and God and the Devil combined. "Godrotting bad."

"It better not be, sir," Tillman said. "The future of the China trade's here now—good joss or bad joss."

Brock stared down at him. "Hong Kong's got no future. It's open ports on the China mainland we be needing, and you knowed it, by God!"

"The harbor's the best in these waters," Cooper said. "Plenty of room to careen and refit all our ships. Plenty of room to build our homes and warehouses. And no Chinese interference at long last."

"A colony's got to have arable land and peasants to work the land, Mr. Cooper. An' revenue," Brock said impatiently. "I be walking all over and so have you. Not a crop'll grow here. There be no fields or streams, no grazing land. So no meat and no spuds. Everything we be needing'll have to come by sea. Think of the cost. Why, even the fishing be rotten. An' who's to pay upkeep of Hong Kong, eh? Us and our trade, by God!"

"Oh, that's the sort of colony you want, Mr. Brock?" Cooper said. "I thought the British Empire"—he spat deftly to windward—"had enough of that sort of colony."

Brock's hand strayed near his knife. "Be you spitting to clear yor throat, or spitting on the Empire?" Tyler Brock was nearing fifty, a big, one-eyed man as hard and as permanent as the iron he had been forced to peddle in Liverpool as a youth, and as strong and as dangerous as the fighting merchant ships he had escaped to and at length had come to rule as head of Brock and Sons. His clothes were rich and the knife at his belt was jeweled. His beard was graying like his hair.

"It's a cold day, Mr. Brock," Tillman said quickly, inwardly angry at his young partner's loose tongue. Brock was no man to bait, and they could not afford open enmity with him yet. "Plenty of chill on the wind, eh, Jeff?"

Cooper nodded briefly. But he did not take his eyes off Brock. He had no knife, but there was a derringer in his pocket. He was of a height with Brock but slighter, and unafraid.

"I be givin' thee piece of advice, Mr. Cooper," Brock said. "Best not spit too often after saying 'British Empire.' There be some wot baint be givin' thee benefit of doubt."

"Thank you, Mr. Brock, I'll remember," Cooper replied easily. "And I'll give you some advice: It's bad joss to curse on a Tuesday."

Brock suppressed his temper. Eventually he would crush Cooper and Tillman and their company, the biggest of the American traders. But now he needed them as allies against Dirk and Robb Struan. Brock cursed joss. Joss had made Struan and Company the greatest house in Asia, and so rich and powerful that the other China traders had named it in awe and jealousy The Noble House—noble because it was first in riches, first in largess, first in trade, first in clippers, but mostly because Dirk Struan was Tai-Pan, the Tai-Pan among all the tai-pans of Asia. And joss had cost Brock an eye seventeen years ago, the year that Struan had founded his empire.

It had happened off Chushan Island. Chushan was just south of the huge port of Shanghai, near the mouth of the mighty Yangtse River. Brock had beaten up through the monsoon with a huge cargo of opium—Dirk Struan a few days astern, also carrying opium. Brock had reached Chushan first, sold his cargo and turned around, knowing happily that now Struan would have to go farther north and try a new coast with fresh risks. Brock had sped south for home—Macao—his coffers filled with bullion, the full wind astern. Then a great storm had suddenly swooped out of the China seas. The Chinese called these storms tai-fung, the Supreme Winds. The traders called them typhoons. They were terror incarnate.

The typhoon had battered Brock's ship mercilessly, and he had been pinned by the falling masts and spars. A shorn halyard, caught by the winds, had flailed him as he lay helpless. His men had cut him loose but not before the broken shackle-ended rope had gouged out his left eye. The ship had been on her beam ends and he helped them cut the rigging and spars adrift, and by some miracle she had righted herself. Then he had poured brandy into the bleeding socket; he could still remember the pain.

And he recalled how he had limped into port long after he had been given up for lost, his fine three-masted clipper no more than a hulk, the seams sprung, masts and guns and rigging gone. And by the time Brock had replaced spars and rigging and masts and cannon and powder and shot and men, and bought another cargo of opium, all the profits of this voyage had vanished.

Struan had run into the same typhoon in a small lorcha—a boat with a Chinese hull, English-rigged and used for coastal smuggling in fine weather. But Struan rode out the storm and, elegant and untouched as usual, had been on the dock to greet Brock, his strange green eyes mocking him.

Dirk and his cursed joss, Brock thought. Joss be letting Dirk build that one stinking lorcha into a fleet of clippers and hundreds of lorchas, into warehouses and bullion to spare. Into godrotting Noble House. Joss pushed Brock and Sons into godrotting second place. Second. And, he thought, joss's given him ear of our godrotting weak-gutted plenipotentiary, the Honorable Godrotting Longstaff, all these years. An' now, together, they've sold us out. "A  pox on Hong Kong and a pox on Struan!"
"If it weren't for Struan's plan, you'd never have won your war so easily," Cooper said.

The war had begun at Canton two years before, when the Chinese emperor, determined to bring the Europeans to heel, tried to eliminate the opium smuggling which was essential to British trade. Viceroy Ling had surrounded the foreign settlement at Canton with troops, and demanded every case of opium in Asia to ransom the lives of the defenseless English traders. At length, twenty thousand cases of opium had been given over and destroyed, and the British were allowed to retreat to Macao. But the British could not take lightly either interference with its trade or threats to its nationals. Six months ago the British Expeditionary Force had arrived in the Orient and ostensibly had been placed under the jurisdiction of Longstaff, the Captain Superintendent of Trade.

But it was Struan who conceived the inspired plan to by-pass Canton, where all the trouble had started, and instead send the expeditionary force north to Chushan. To take that island without loss would be simple, Struan had theorized, for the Chinese were unprepared and helpless against any modern European army or fleet. Leaving a small holding force at Chushan and a few ships to blockade the Yangtse, the expeditionary force could sail north to the mouth of the Pei Ho River and threaten Peking, the capital of China, which was only a hundred miles upstream. Struan knew that only so direct a threat would make the emperor immediately sue for peace. A superb conception. And it had worked brilliantly. The expeditionary force had arrived in the Orient last June. By July Chushan had been taken. By August it was moored at the Pei Ho. In two weeks the emperor had sent an official to negotiate peace—the first time in history that any Chinese emperor had officially acknowledged any European nation. And the war had ended with almost no loss to either side.

"Longstaff was very wise to follow the plan," Cooper said.

"Any China trader knowed how to bring the Chinee to their knees," Brock said, his voice rough. He pushed his top hat farther back on his forehead and eased his eye patch. "But why did Longstaff and Struan agree to negotiate back at Canton, eh? Any fool knowed 'negotiate' to a Chinee means to play for time. We should've stayed north at the Pei Ho till peace were signed. But no, we brung back the fleet and for the last six month we be waiting and waiting for the buggers to set pen to paper." Brock spat. "Stupid, crazy stupid. An' all that waste of time and money for this stinking rock. We should've kept Chushan. Now, there be island worth having." Chushan was twenty miles long and ten wide and its land fertile and rich—a good port and a big city, Tinghai. "Space for a man to breathe in there, right enough. Why, from there three or four frigates can blockade the Yangtse at the drop of a topper. An' who controls that river controls the heart of China. That's where we should settle, by God."

"You still have Chushan, Mr. Brock."

"Yus. But it baint deeded in godrotting treaty, so it baint our'n." He stamped his feet against the growing chill wind.

"Perhaps you should mention it to Longstaff," Cooper said. "He's susceptible to advice."

"Not to mine, he baint. As thee rightly knowed. But I'll tell thee, when Parliament hear about the treaty, there be hell to pay, I'll be bound."

Cooper lit a cheroot. "I'm inclined to agree. It is an astonishing piece of paper, Mr. Brock. For this day and age. When every European power is land-_grabbing and power-hungry."

"And I suppose the United States baint?" Brock's face tightened. "Wot about yor Indians? The Louisiana Purchase? Spanish Florida? You be havin' eyes on Mexico and Russian Alaska. The last mails told you be even trying to steal Canada. Eh?"

"Canada's American, not English. We're not going to war over Canada—she'll join us of her own free will," Cooper said, hiding his worry. He tugged at his muttonchop whiskers and pulled his frock coat tighter around his shoulders against the sharpening wind. He knew that war with the British Empire would be disastrous at this time, and would ruin Cooper-Tillman. God damn wars. Even so, he knew that the States would have to go to war over Mexico and Canada unless there was a settlement. Just as Britain had had to go to war with China.

"There won't be a war," Tillman said, trying to quiet Cooper diplomatically. He sighed and wished himself back in Alabama. A man can be a gentleman there, he thought. There you don't have to deal with the damned British every day, or with blasphemous, foulmouthed scum like Brock, or a devil incarnate like Struan—or even with an impetuous young man and senior partner like Jefferson Cooper, who thinks Boston the center of the earth. "And this war's over, for better or worse."

"Mark my words, Mr. Tillman," Brock said. "This godrotting treaty be no good for us'n and no good for they. We've to keep Chushan and open ports on mainland China. We be at war again in a few weeks. In June when the wind be ripe and the weather be ripe, the fleet'll have to sail north to Pei Ho again. An' if we be at war again, how we going to get season's teas and silks, eh? Last year almost no trade because of war—the year before no trade at all an' they stole all our opium to boot. Eight thousand cases from me alone. Two million taels of silver that cost me. Cash."

"That money's not lost," Tillman said. "Longstaff ordered us to give it up. To ransom our lives. He gave us paper on the British Government. And there's a settlement in the treaty. Six million taels of silver to pay for it."

Brock laughed harshly. "Thee think Parliament be honoring Longstaff's paper? Why, any Government'd be throwed out of office the moment they asked for the brass to pay for opium. An' as to the six million—that be paying for the cost of the war. I knowed Parliament better'n you. Kiss yor half million taels goodbye be my advice to you both. So if we be at war again this year, there be no trade again. An' if we baint trading this year, we be all bankrupt. You, me, every China trader. An' even the godrotting Noble House." He jerked out his watch. The ceremony was to have started an hour ago. Time be running out, he thought. Yus, but not on Brock and Sons, by God. Dirk's had seventeen-year run of good joss, and now be time for change.

Brock reveled in the thought of his second son, Morgan, who capably—and ruthlessly—controlled all their interests in England. He wondered if Morgan had been successful in undermining Struan's influence in Parliament and in banking circles. We be going to wreck thee, Dirk, he thought, and Hong Kong along with thee. "Wot the hell be the delay for?" he said, hastening toward the naval officer who was striding up and down near the marines.

"What's the matter with you, Jeff? You know he's right about Hong Kong," Tillman said. "You ought to know better than to bait him."

Cooper smiled his thin smile. "Brock's so goddam sure of himself. I couldn't help it."

"If Brock's right about the half million taels, we're ruined."

"Yes. But Struan will lose ten times that if there's no payment. He'll get paid, never fear. So we'll get ours." Cooper looked after Brock. "Do you think he knows about our deal with Struan?"

Tillman shrugged. "I don't know. But Brock's right about the treaty. It's stupid. It'll cost us a pretty penny."

For the last three months Cooper-Tillman had been acting as secret agents for The Noble House. British warships had been blockading Canton and the Pearl River, and British traders were forbidden to trade. Longstaff—at Struan's bidding—had put the embargo on as another measure to force the peace treaty, knowing that the Canton warehouses were bulging with teas and silks. But since America had not declared war on China, American ships could go through the blockade freely and thumb their noses at the warships. So Cooper-Tillman had bought four million pounds of tea from Chen-tse Jin Arn—or Jin-qua, as he was nicknamed—the richest of the Chinese merchants, and shipped it to Manila, supposedly for Spanish merchants. The local Spanish official, for a considerable bribe, had issued the necessary import and export licenses, and the tea was transferred—duty free—into Struan's clippers and rushed to England. Payment to Jin-qua was a shipload of opium delivered secretly by Struan somewhere up the coast.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 1, 2001

    Unbelievable Entertainment!

    Do not be discouraged by the book's seemingly overwhelming thickness. The pages will melt away down to the last word thanks to the riveting story and the realistic, enjoyable characters. Clavell has successfullly combined two things that I have never seen woven together so skillfully: grand setting and intricate story. The book takes place in newly acquired British Hong Kong, the Age of Sail is at its glorious peak, and the nations of Earth are converging on China with hopes of garnering a profit from one of the most isolated governments in the world. The story involves a prolific cast of characters, each one distinctly colorful with his or her own unique flavor and mannerisms. Clavell carefully chronicles subtle interactions between the characters, allowing the reader to feel very personally involved in the story. I expected many dull moments in book. Usually when authors try to combine big settings with detailed characters and events, the story gets either 1) stuck in endless details and minutae or 2) so generalized and impersonal that you might receive greater stimulation from Cliff Notes. This, however, was never the case in Tai-Pan. Every word and sentence and dialogue in the book is necessary and tantalizing. Each detail either develops a character or moves the plot or paints the setting. There's no 'filler', in other words. <p>A novel of this scope that is wholly riveting and 'fat-free' is a true gem. This was my first Clavell, and I look forward to some more of his work. Tai-Pan is an experience for the mind and the imagination.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 16, 2001

    Tai Pan-Best Book I've Ever Read

    I loved the book Tai Pan. Clavell really paints a picture in your head of what it was all about. This book has it all and more war love you name it, and it has it. This book is definitely PG-13 though and I do not recommend it for younger readers due to the limited yet present intimacy and the gory descriptions of battles. But for anyone who likes a good action book this is a must.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

    Read it 7 times

    Definitely in my top 10.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 2, 2003

    Tai-Pan is good, but not as good as Shogun.

    If you want to read Taipan, read this book before Shogun. If you read Shogun first, you will expect this book to be just as good (which is impossible to do). The Taipan of this book is a little too superhero-like, and book strays from the founding of Hong Kong (which is what I wanted the focus to stay on) to a long standing fight with a rival trader. If Clavell focused on the former a bit more, this book would have been more interesting.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 10, 2001

    What a good Book

    Tai-Pan was one of the most amazing and exciting books I have ever read. Starting out at the ceremony commemorating Britain taking over Hong Kong it moves over the period of colonization with the land sale and the movement because of malaria epidemic. Filled with action and interesting talkie style description it is a hard book to put down. I would recommend it to anyone who enjoys Tom Clancy or Clive Cussler as an imaginative historical epic of the best kind.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 12, 1999

    Incredible Piece of Writing!!

    Definitely one of the most intriguing and exciting adventure novels I have ever read. Clavell's ability to transport you to another time and place is unparalleled!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 3, 2014

    Taipan


    Taipan is one of the greatest every written, james clavell ls the best a little above wouk, &clancy in their genre

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  • Posted April 22, 2014

    Entertaining, different, a real page turner.

    Caution this book will make you lose a lot of sleep. Yes, it's truly one of those you can't put down. James Clavell is now one of my top ten favorite authors. I've been an avid reader for forty plus years and I can't believe I'm just now discovering his top shelf works. Dave Allen

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 26, 2013

    Amazing book

    I have read this book several times and have enjoyed more and more each time.

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  • Posted January 4, 2013

    One of my favorite authors.

    James Clavell writes about the founding of Hong Kong and weaves a story involving fictional characters that were probably very close to the real traders and people of the period. It is an epic tale, and a great read. I enjoyed all of his books, but this one is my favorite. Anyone who enjoys historical fiction and stories of asia will like this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 11, 2011

    Good background for Clavell's Saga

    Although not as enriched as Shogun in story and depth, Tai-Pan is a wonderful tale of the end of the Opium Wars and the effect of Europeans on the Chinese culture in the early 1800's. As always, Clavell provides a vast and immersive historical world. It is populated by definitive characters and wonderful plots that are tantilizingly complex in their expression. A masterful story weaver, he keeps you guessing right to the end.

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  • Posted February 10, 2011

    Great read and have read it numerous times

    This is a great read and I have read this book over and over again. It's based on historical fact of the founding of Hong Kong by partners Jardin and Matheson. Clavell uses locations and facts that are real. I've visited Hong Kong and visited some of the areas in the book. The book does get slow at times but it is more adventure than anything else with a love story involved. Not a whole lot of character developement for some of the lesser major characters but I was able to picture what was going on in my mind.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 7, 2002

    MY ALL TIME FAVORITE!

    Taipan is my favorite in Clavell's Asian Saga. I think it is wonderfully written. It's a masterpiece.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 18, 2002

    One of the Best !!!

    This is a great book that explans the beginning of Hong Kong and he smugglers of the Opium War. This is set in 1841 Hong Kong with the two biggest revails of the Opium Trade that face of against each other!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 21, 2000

    It was O.K.

    Sometimes I would know what was going to happen and got a little repetitive.

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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