Hi friends! I finally finished Jacob's ornament. It was a challenge. It should not have been, but this WEEK was a challenge for me. ugh. I had a nasty headache for 5 days, all because I drank my chai tea latte when it was very warm, instead of just barely warm.(Drinking hot drinks and the sun cause really bad headaches) I forgot. And I paid for it dearly. The Imitrex did not work, nothing did but time it seems. Anyways, lets look at Jacob's ornament, shall we?
You may recall the stitching I did for the other side.
In her sixth engrossing outing, Jane Austen employs her delicious wit
and family ties to the Royal Navy in a case of murder on the high seas.
Somewhere in the picturesque British port of Southampton, among a crew
of colorful, eccentric, and fiercely individual souls, a killer has come
ashore. And only Jane can fathom the depths of his ruthless mind....
Jane and the Prisoner of Wool House
“I will assert that sailors are endowed with greater worth than any set of men in England.”
muses Jane Austen as she stands in the buffeting wind of Southampton’s
quay beside her brother Frank on a raw February morning. Frank, a post
captain in the Royal Navy, is without a ship to command, and his best
prospect is the Stella Maris, a fast frigate captained by his old friend Tom Seagrave.
Tom — so dubbed for his habit of besting enemy ships — is presently in
disgrace, charged with violating the Articles of War. Tom’s first
lieutenant, Eustace Chessyre, has accused Seagrave of murder in the
death of a French captain after the surrender of his ship.
Lucky Tom denies the charge, his dagger was found in the dead man’s
chest. Now Seagrave faces court-martial and execution for a crime he
swears he did not commit.
Frank, deeply grieved, is certain his
friend will hang. But Jane reasons that either Seagrave or Chessyre is
lying — and that she and Frank have a duty to discover the truth.
search for the captain’s honor carries them into the troubled heart of
Seagrave’s family, through some of the seaport’s worst sinkholes, and at
long last to Wool House, the barred brick structure that serves as gaol
for French prisoners of war.
Risking contagion or worse, Jane
agrees to nurse the murdered French captain’s imprisoned crew — and
elicits a debonair surgeon’s account of the Stella Maris’s battle that appears to clear Tom Seagrave of all guilt.
Eustace Chessyre is found murdered, the entire affair takes on the
appearance of an insidious plot against Seagrave, who is charged with
the crime. Could any of his naval colleagues wish him dead? In an era
of turbulent intrigue and contested amour, could it be a case of cherchez la femme ... or a veiled political foe at work? And what of the sealed orders under which Seagrave embarked that fateful night in the Stella Maris? Death knocks again at Jane’s own door before the final knots in the killer’s net are completely untangled.
Always surprising, Jane and the Prisoner of Wool House
is an intelligent and intriguing mystery that introduces Jane and her
readers to “the naval set” — and charts a true course through the
amateur sleuth’s most troubled waters yet.
I hope you have a wonderful weekend my friends!
Stitching and praying,