New Moon Rising

by Price, Eugenia

• ISBN13: 9781596528444
• ISBN10: 1596528443
• Edition: Reprint
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2012-05-29
• Publisher: Turner Pub Co

Summary

A rich and riveting tale of love, hardship, and the journey for happiness in the war-torn South. In New Moon Rising, Eugenia Price gives us a story of faith and courage that follows the struggle of James Gould's son Horace to find his own place in life. Reaching manhood in the tumultuous years before the Civil War, Horace returns to St. Simons and finds himself disheartened by the intolerance on his beloved island. However, he wins the heart of lovely neighbor Deborah Abbott, who adores her "Mr. Gould" and becomes his wife, despite the difference in their years. She is not concerned with his rumored past, but she is saddened by his lack of faith. Filled with romance, hardship, and adventure, this sequel to Lighthouse vividly portrays the antebellum South while revealing an independent man's search for happiness.

Excerpts

From the sky, there was only a feeling of light. The strength of the clear, magnifying lens of the wheelhouse lantern, showing an arc of twenty points through the compass, was barely enough for navigation on such a night. The clouds hung cloak-like, motionless, heavy with unfallen rain. Familiar landmarks along the twisting inland waterway were almost blotted out. The low, bulky steamer moved, but seemingly toward nothing.

Three of the four passengers aboard the South Carolina had looked forward to a moonlit trip down the coastal waters of Georgia from Darien to St. Simons Island, and south to St. Mary's at the border of the Florida territory. Cheerfully, almost, the three talkative passengers—two men and a woman—had accepted the more-than-two-hour wait for the tide to free the packet from a sandbar on which she grounded after leaving the dock at Darien. When they had come aboard at 3 p.m., the sun had hung bright and high in a flattened dome of hot, August blue. Everyone knew it would be dark long before they reached St. Simons Island, some twenty water miles away, but in such clear summer weather, the full moon would turn the flat stretches of salt marsh, cut for miles around by serpentine coastal rivers and creeks, into an enchanted landscape. 

The fourth passenger seemed to look forward to nothing, and even during the long wait on the sand bar, the others had given up trying to draw the young man into their conversation.