The Children of First Man
by James Alexander Thom
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"MASTERFULLY RESEARCHED AND WRITTEN, THE CHILDREN OF FIRST MAN IS A FEAST OF A NOVEL. James Alexander Thom's sweeping saga of Welsh colonization in prehistoric America is loaded with wonderful characters and events, some so poignant I had to stop reading now and then to reflect." --Linda Lay Shuler Author of She Who Remembers With its beautifully written and deeply felt descriptions of the feelings the first white settlers and Native Americans had for each other, THE CHILDREN OF FIRST MAN show more tells the fascinating story of a European people gradually absorbed into the Amerindian culture until their literacy was lost and their Christian religion submerged in the legend of a Welsh Prince named Madoc, the First Man. Sweeping from the blood-soaked castles of medieval Wales to the landmark expedition of Lewis and Clark, from the hushed beauty of virgin wilderness to Mandan villages of domed earthen lodges, THE CHILDREN OF FIRST MAN is a triumph of the storyteller's art. "TERRIFICALLY ENTERTAINING...A highly imaginative novel that combines an old legend with historical fact to create an epic tale of America starting some three-hundred years before Columbus arrived." --Booklist show lessTags
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- Canonical title*
- Het volk van de blauwe kralen
- Original title
- The Children of First Man
- Alternate titles
- Het volk van de blauwe kralen
- Original publication date
- 1994-7-5
- Epigraph
- 1169-1201
MADOC WYF, mwydic wedd,
lawn genua. Owen Gwnedd:
Ni fynnum dir, fy enaid oedd
Na da mawr, ond y moroedd.
MADOC I am the sonne of owen Gwynedd
with stature large, and comely grace adorned:
My minde was whole to search the Ocean seas.
~Hakluyt's Navigations & Discoveries, 1589 - Dedication
- For
Dark Rain,
My other wing - First words
- Prologue:
Washington DC.
April, 1838
Backstage in the Old Theater, George Catlin the artist kept dating from his wife's side to make nervous adjustments in the array of canvases, deerskin costumes, weapons, tools... (show all), buffalo robes, warbonnets, shields, and hoops, whose odors of musk and smoke and linseed oil permeated the cramped space.
AD 1169 - AD 1201- FORTY DAYS' SAIL WEST OF
THE PILLARS OF HERCULES
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There was no breath of a breeze. - Last words
- (Click to show. Warning: May contain spoilers.)"Fly away and find us Iarghal."
(Click to show. Warning: May contain spoilers.)Epilogue
Eyes shut, the lingering sage and tobacco smoke recalling the vast plains of Four Bear's world, Catlin squeezed on the blade till his hand was wet with blood and his eyelids wet with tears, feeling a pain that Four Bears, the brother of his heart, had felt one glorious day long ago. - Blurbers
- Shuler, Linda Lay; Weatherford, Jack; Allen, Paula Gunn
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