Löwenthal The North Atlantic, April, 1851 They had returned to the promenade deck, back out into the sun, and they squinted as the light hit their eyes, waiting a moment for them to adjust. The lookout in the crow's nest on top of the main mas...
The Third Game Breathless, Ernest finally returned with some paper and a pencil. "What happened? Is it over already?" With an amused look on his face, Rousseau replied, "The master placed his queen in a compromising situation with a bishop; ...
Morphy Morphy residence, New Orleans, May 27, 1850--Saturday Servants were arrainging the parlor for the games to be the center of attention. Space had been cleared for the spectators and the extra chairs had been placed on either side of the ...
Löwenthal The North Atlantic, April, 1851 He had finished eating the bread, washing it down with the last of the tea. His stomach was keeping it in, for which Löwenthal was grateful. It was his first meal in two days. The raucous cries of a ...
Löwenthal New Orleans, May 22, 1850--Monday When Löwenthal awoke this morning, it was the first time in four days he felt well enough to travel. He had a letter of introduction from Charles Stanley, former Englishman and winner of the first ma...
Löwenthal North Atlantic, April, 1851 He sat up in the deckchair, feeling better, but the shifting of the deck below his feet was something he could never get used to. The warm sun had revived him somewhat and he asked a passing steward for so...
Morphy New Orleans, October, 1841 They were almost finished with their cigars, and the snifters were nearly empty. Four men were concluding a talk that had lasted for two cigars and most of a bottle of fine Spanish brandy. They had been loung...
Child's Play (God Must Make Men Fools) ©copyright 2009 by Rob Tierney Löwenthal The North Atlantic, April, 1851 A following breeze filled the sails, pushing the large white ship ever closer to England. She sported three masts of canvas, bu...
