When The Red Gods Call

Excerpt from When the Red Gods Call Port Moresby is out of sight round the corner half a dozen tin bungalows with stilty legs and big verandas, offices, some of them, a store or two, a house or two - that is all. And here, on the grass below the capitol, stands the jail, my home. Who and what am I, and Why am I here? A page copied out of Wilks' rough-and-ready prison register will answer. I'm not a young lady in a novel, so I can not very well describe myself, but I think Wilks has done it accurately enough. Lynch, Hugh. White. Age 31. National ity, Irish. Crime, manslaughter. Sentence, two years. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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